Chapter 234 – Side Story 68: Real Madrid, Emperor of Europe -3
Manuel’s celebration has ended.
The game resumed under the trustful gaze of Real Madrid teammates.
“God, please give us victory!!”
“Hala Madrid!! Hala Jesus!!”
As the image of me preparing for kick-off in the center circle was shown on the electronic screen, Real Madrid fans began to put their hands together and pray.
I felt many emotions while looking at that image.
At last, I wondered if I should pray so earnestly for a ball game called soccer, and I felt proud that there were fans who believed in me like this.
And actually, it was a little surprising.
In the past, before I quit, when I was on the Korean national team, the support from fans and the looks my teammates gave me felt like a burden, but now I feel happy. As expected, I thought it was up to people to decide.
Anyway.
Seeing the fans’ earnestness, I showed my fighting spirit for victory for the first time in a long time.
When I was young, I pathologically hated losing games, no matter who the opposing team was.
At some point, all those feelings disappeared.
It probably disappeared naturally as it was worn out by repeated regression.
Beep-!
As soon as I heard the referee’s whistle in my ears.
I immediately handed the ball to Luka Savic and ran to the front.
“Be careful! Don’t miss Jejus!”
The expressions on the faces of FC Barcelona players who scored the first goal were full of confidence.
When evaluated objectively, FC Barcelona was an excellent team with a good balance from attack to defense.
Maybe, as a ‘team’, it could be better than Real Madrid.
“Shit! What are you doing, you idiots?”
Of course, that doesn’t mean FC Barcelona can beat Real Madrid.
“Thank God!!!”
It’s not even a cliché story that a soccer ball is round.
“God of Real Madrid!!”
Just.
-Luka Savic’s pass goes to Jejus!
There was me at Real Madrid.
-Oh my gosh! Jejus shows an amazing first touch! The ball sticks to the sole of your foot as if it were a magnet!
No matter how much FC Barcelona is a better team than Real Madrid.
-Jejus enters the penalty box in an instant! No one! No one! No one! You can’t stop him!
As long as I’m around, Real Madrid will never lose.
Sloshing-
“Madrid! Madrid! Hala Madrid!!”
Because I am greater than any other team.
-Goooool-!! Goooool-!! Even FC Barcelona’s goalkeeper Yoo is easily overcome and Jeju scores the equalizer!!
***
Joo Joo-han, who had been a member of the Real Madrid youth team since childhood, hated the team called FC Barcelona.
Therefore, Joo Joo-han was fully aware of the fact that FC Barcelona was a great team.
Against such a strong team.
Dad succeeded in scoring by himself.
“Dad… It’s cool.”
Joo Joo-han looked blankly at his father celebrating at the corner flag. His girlfriend, Isabelle, was looking at him with loving eyes, but Joo-han was busy looking at her father.
‘Maybe someday I can play with my dad, right?’
Yohan slowly imagined the future.
‘Jesus reigns supreme!’
‘John reigns supreme!’
A picture of himself beating FC Barcelona while exchanging one-two passes with his dad on the pitch.
***
After Joo Jesus’ equalizer, the match between the two teams became more intense.
“Puta! Don’t be scared. Jejus, you didn’t even think about not scoring a single goal against that monster!”
“If one goal is lost, Jeju can score two goals! Just go up! Go up and pass to Jejus!!”
While the coaches of the two teams were yelling at their players on the touch line.
[Luis Garcia! He succeeds in taking off the pressure by using his heels!]
[This is a very, very, very high level ball touch.]
Old dog. Luis Garcia took the pressure off Sergio Fabregas with his messy poodle hair flying. And then he passed straight to the Lord Jesus.
[Luis Garcia’s pass goes to Jesus!]
“Hala Madrid!!!”
“You stupid, smelly Barcelona bastards! Thank you for sending our God!!”
The moment Luis Garcia’s pass went to Joo Jesus, cheers erupted from the Real Madrid stands.
[Even though only the pass was connected, the Real Madrid crowd is already standing up and starting to cheer!]
[Jejus is already a religion for madridistas!]
The Lord Jesus lived up to the believers’ faith.
Jesus caught Luis Garcia’s pass with a soft touch.
[Oh god! What kind of magic did you do!? The FC Barcelona player who was blocking Jeju lost his balance and fell to the ground!]
By freely moving his body balance, he broke the balance of the FC Barcelona defender and then hit a surprise mid-range shot.
Pwow-!
Joo Jesus’ surprise mid-range shot flew at high speed and shook FC Barcelona’s net guarded by Yoo Young-beom.
Sloshing-!
“Fuck!”
Yoo Young-beom couldn’t hide his disappointment at the fact that he couldn’t even react.
[Goooool!! Goooool!!! Real Madrid starts to take the lead with Jejus’ fantastic mid-range shot!!]
[What a great goal Yashin Award winner Yoo couldn’t even react. Power, technique, and control were all perfect.]
***
I looked at the FC Barcelona players with an expression of boredom.
“Wow, your momentum doesn’t break even after this?”
Even though they scored two goals in an instant, FC Barcelona’s morale was not dampened one bit.
They seemed to have become more irritated and began to attack Real Madrid even more tenaciously.
Poop-!
Luka Savic rolled on the ground and lost the ball due to FC Barcelona’s tough defense.
“Hey! Referee!”
Luis Garcia, who witnessed the incident right in front of him, raised his hand and appealed to the referee that it was a foul.
“It’s not a foul!”
It was considered a fair play due to the referees’ tendency to be more tolerant of physical fights these days.
I looked at that and thought.
Oh my god, is that a fair fight?
Why would you play soccer because you’re scared of physical fights?
While Luis Garcia complained to the referee, and I was distracted.
“Lewis! What are you doing, you son of a bitch! “Keep your head straight!!”
Ter Neuer, who saved Sergio Fabregas’ mid-range shot, lost his temper towards Luis Garcia.
Hmm. I didn’t move because I was thinking about something else. Has Ter Neuer finally understood the existence of shaving?
***
35 minutes in the first half.
“Hwiik-!! “Give me the ball, Luis!!”
The Lord Jesus began to move in earnest to end the game.
“Oh! Why did I give him a pass?!”
When ‘Pavlov’s dog’ Luis Garcia heard the voice of the Lord Jesus, he reflexively passed a pass to the Lord Jesus.
[Luis Garcia’s pass goes to Joo Jesus!]
After receiving the ball, Jesus Joo quickly ran to the Barcelona camp.
[Sergio Fabregas is blocking Joo Jesus’ path!]
Sergio Fabregas, who saw that Luis Garcia’s pass was heading towards Jesus, quickly turned his body and blocked Jesus’ path.
‘Are you okay! I can hold on! You endured the tough training!’
Sergio Fabregas slowly reflected on his special training and strengthened his resolve.
“Come on Jejus! I’m ready!”
After seeing the Lord Jesus approaching at high speed, he closed his eyes, crossed his arms, and raised his guard.
But I didn’t feel any impact for a while. He cautiously opened his eyes to the strangeness.
“Hey, where are you hurting?”
In Sergio Fabregas’ eyes, he saw the Lord Jesus breaking through, looking at him with strange eyes.
“Jesus didn’t hit me and just passed by… ?”
Sergio Fabregas, who could not adapt to the sudden change in situation, had to stand on the ground and just watch Barcelona’s goal shake.
[Goooool-!! Jesus Joo succeeds in a hat trick!!]
***
Joo Jesus, who unintentionally destroyed Sergio Fabregas’ mentality, continued to pound FC Barcelona.
Pwow-!
“Fuck!”
Yoo Young-beom blocked, blocked, and blocked Joo Jesus’ mid-range shots that poured down like heavy rain.
Teok-!
Clap clap clap-!
When Yoo Young-beom managed to hit Joo Jesus’ mid-range shot, applause was heard from the audience. The audience, impressed by Yoo Young-beom’s save show, applauded.
‘Nice save! Youngbeom! ‘You are the pride of Joseon!’
However, Yoo Young-beom remembered the Lord Jesus who had trained him harshly in the past.
“Uuuuu-!! “Stop it, you bastard!!”
That’s how Yoo Young-beom’s seizure button was pressed.
“What. Is it broken?”
The Lord Jesus muttered as he looked at this.
