Chapter 191 – Side Story 25: Vs Spain -3
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Unfortunately, D’s will was not inherited.
Kim Dong-jun, who collapsed after being hit by Luis Garcia’s shot, received treatment outside the touch line and safely returned to the ground with the referee gesturing for him to come in.
However, Kim Dong-jun’s dedication to the team on behalf of D’s will seep into all of our hearts, and became a catalyst for the mental awakening of the Korean national team, which was faced with many negative factors.
“Jesus type!!”
The ball blocked by Hong Do-yoon flowed to Joo-yoon, who took off the pressure from Luis Garcia and delivered the ball to me.
“Ah… It was a day of severe hardship and persecution.”
I muttered as I watched Sergio Fabregas applying pressure.
Although Spain’s strong pressure forced the ball back to the back.
There is a flow in all sports, and the fact that the flow has finally moved to Korea was important.
Korea, gaining momentum, gradually began to regain its market share.
Naturally, the number of passes directed to me increased. That created a scoring opportunity.
And finally.
“Damn it!! Stop that bastard-!!”
A perfect scoring opportunity was created.
Go Seok-jun’s cross hit Sergio Pepe’s head, deflected, and flew toward me.
I, Joo Jesus, the special marksman who gave birth to Yohan with just one circumstance, was a very exemplary striker who did not miss the opportunity that came his way.
Pwow-!
Even though the ball bounced irregularly in front of my nose and my body was off balance, my volley shot flew into the corner of the goal with a perfect trajectory.
The ball escaped the goalkeeper’s hand and hit the net.
Has Spain remembered their nightmare from the last World Cup in China?
The players’ faces hardened and the Spanish spectators who filled the stadium fell silent with sad eyes.
“Huh. It’s thrilling. Always new!”
With the chilly silence of the Camp Nou in the background, I spread my arms and fresh air fills my lungs.
Ha… After all, it’s always fun to throw shit on someone else’s festival.
***
“Baaaaa!! “It’s the best!!”
“It’s the best!!”
The twins are dancing and wiggling their buttocks, excited by their father Jesus’ score.
“And… “I’ll try it in the next game!”
Yohan thought back to his father’s shooting scene.
“Huh, is it time to have a fourth child?”
And while Song Yuna admires her husband’s handsome appearance.
“…”
President Nuñez was silent.
‘Puta, is Correa blocking your way again?’
She just vented her anger on the inside, but on the outside she was silent.
‘I wanted to see Spain win while I was alive.’
To the side of President Nuñez, who is saddened by his country’s loss.
“Why do you not like Korea scoring a goal?”
“Are you a traitor?!”
“Korea scored a goal, why are you looking up to me?”
“Are you a traitor?!”
Twin demons with the appearance of angels approached.
“… They are tears of joy.”
“Is that so?”
“Are you going?”
President Nunez shed tears of joy at finding a new homeland.
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[Joo Jesus is putting a lot of pressure on Luis Garcia!]
The Korean national team, which caught the momentum after Jesus Joo’s first goal, did not miss the atmosphere they brought.
[Luis Garcia’s Path Miss! Junazareth succeeds in intercepting it!]
Joo Nazareth, who blocked the ball, handed the ball to Joo Adam, who attempted to over wrap. The moment when South Korea launched a quick counterattack.
[Adam Joo! It’s fast!]
Caster suddenly felt strange.
[Just broadcasting feels very sacred. Lord Jesus, Nazareth, Adam I feel as if I should shout Hallelujah.]
[Sigh, sorry. Phew.]
While the commentators burst out laughing at the caster’s words. Adam Joo quickly broke through the side and crossed.
[Aaaaah-! Lord Jesus! The Lord Jesus’ header once again cuts into Spain’s net!!]
Adam Joo’s cross flew accurately and touched Jesus’ forehead, shaking the net.
“Siuuuuu at Camp Nou!”
While Joo Jesus, who succeeded in scoring, runs to the corner flag and celebrates.
The Korean people, including the commentators, began to get excited, filled with the thought that this time, the Korean national team would become the first Asian country to win the World Cup.
[Ima, the merciful god of soccer, gives South Korea an additional goal! The goddess of victory smiles! Korea is a soccer powerhouse!]
└ Kya! Advance to the finals for the second year in a row!
└ Anyone who touches small Republic of Korea is screwed!
└ Is this Reconquista? From now on, Spain will be taken over by our Protestant Church of Jesus!
└ Kiaaa!!! From today, I too am an Esu Protestant! Jesus Punch! Jesus Punch! Jesus Punch!
└ Now, sign! Spain was a soccer bastard! Sign now!
└ I am signing!
└ Recent record: 3 wins, 3 losses? This is a complete bong~
But they popped the champagne too early.
***
Just before the end of the first half.
Spain’s counterattack took place.
Luis Garcia, who caught the ball, made a penetrating pass toward Jesús González in front.
Jesús González avoided the offside trap, went into the backspace at perfect timing, and struck the net with a right-footed shot.
Sloshing-!
“Wheeeeek-!”
Cheers can be heard from the Camp Nou, which had an eerie atmosphere due to the silence of the crowd.
“Vamos!! It’s not over!!”
Jesus González, who scored, ran to the halfway line with the ball and encouraged his teammates.
The Spanish giant began to burn its will to chase after seeing the young ace’s fighting spirit.
Meanwhile, Jesús González’s goal poured cold water into the atmosphere of the Korean national team, which had been gaining momentum for some time.
‘It’s a shame, the second half would have been much more relaxed if it had ended without conceding a goal.’
With Coach Utilike sighing, the first half ended.
***
I nodded as I looked at the Korean national team that had conceded a goal.
“Ah, I realized it. “Your level was so boring that I wanted to kill myself.”
Is a joke, and in fact, it was more about physical strength than technical or ability issues.
Adam Joo played full-time except for the 3rd round of the group stage as the tournament started and there were no substitute resources.
Perhaps due to a physical problem, he was a little slower to react than usual, and Jesus González penetrated the gap and conceded a goal.
Well, actually, Adam Joo wasn’t the only one who felt physically stressed. Isn’t the fullback position originally a position where you run like a dog?
Even if he runs like crazy, the spotlight is taken over by the striker.
That’s why I like strikers.
If you score a lot of goals, they’ll suck it up, right?
There is a saying that a striker proves himself by scoring goals.
Beep-!
Anyway, not long after conceding a goal, the referee blew the whistle, ending the first half.
“Here’s a towel and water!!”
During the half-line time, I could see the staff busy moving around among the players who were so exhausted that they were breathing heavily with towels over their eyes.
“Everyone worked hard. In the second half, we will use similar tactics to the first half, so replenish your stamina now.”
“Si!”
Utilike also quietly told the players to replenish their stamina and left his seat for the players to have a comfortable rest.
Regardless of whether the team doctor or the masseuse were there, the staff did their best to relieve the players’ sore muscles or fatigue.
“Adam.”
“… Jesus brother?”
I approached Adam Joo, who was looking sullen in the corner.
Ah! Even though Latte scored an own goal, he proudly demanded to leave work early. Anyway, these days, I lack confidence…
Ah, is this bad?
“Baby. Don’t be intimidated by just such a mistake! Anyone can make mistakes!”
Anyway, I patted Adam Joo’s sagging shoulder. Perhaps because of his sense of indebtedness for conceding a goal due to his own mistake in such a big tournament as the World Cup, tears began to form in his eyes.
Although he is a player who has been called up to the Korean national team and plays as a starting player. He was still a child, only 20 years old in Korean age.
“Are you okay! You even assisted, right? You can go out a little more shamelessly!”
I continued to comfort him.
“Adam, it’s easier to think of it this way. Conceding the goal was not your mistake, it was just that Youngbeom hyung failed to make a save.”
Let’s instill in him the basic mindset that a world-class striker should have – the ball is mine, the ball is yours.
“… Brother.”
“Huh?”
“That’s so trash.”
I became trash.
Am I the only one in the world who is trash again?
***
“Vamos!!”
As the second half began, Spain pushed Korea hard and eventually succeeded in scoring an equalizer.
Luis Garcia, who scored, runs to the corner flag and celebrates.
“Siuuuuu-!”
The Lord Jesus looked at that with a mixed expression.
‘Ah. ‘Hoo, that’s not how you do it.’
