Chapter 127 – Lord Jesus and Hong Do-Yoon -2
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I calmly took the card and observed the referee’s eyes.
Unwavering resolute eyes, firm core.
The referee’s eyes were confident in his judgment.
I avoided the referee’s eyes and sighed.
I must have looked at the La Liga referees too easily. The fluttering mindset that this would not go unnoticed came back to me as a yellow card.
“Whoa… Lord Jesus, let’s wake up!”
Now that the World Cup is just around the corner, shouldn’t we be sincere?
So I went down to the half line and organized my thoughts.
Play restarts with Mallorca’s free kick
I went to front pressure for the first time in a long time.
Hong Do-yoon must have been embarrassed by my forward pressure, so the back pass I sent to the goalkeeper was beeping.
The goalkeeper rushes in and tries to kick it away.
“Yeah~ no~ I’m faster~”
I reached the ball faster than the goalkeeper and beat him with La Croqueta.
He scored with an accurate and smooth shot into the empty goal.
Having scored, I ran at full speed to the corner flag and shouted.
“Vamos-!!!”
I scored 4 goals in the first half alone and was loved by the Real Madrid fans.
“Vamos-!! Hala Madrid! Hala Jeju’s! “
“Puta! We are not selling you for only 350 billion!!”
“Like stupid Barcelona bastards!”
“Jeju becomes our new symbol!”
“Real Madrid’s new golden arrow (nickname Alfredo Di Stefano)!!”
Under. Look at my status as strong as this soup.
This is all the power of romance.
I kissed the Real Madrid emblem to the fans’ cry.
“Vaaaaa-!!”
Fans cheered like fanatics at my appearance.
By the way, I’m worried because Colchester United are killing it these days.
After all, is Pedro Rodriguez’s lack of experience the cause…
Shortly after my celebration, play resumed with Mallorca’s kick-off.
The referee blew his whistle and declared the end of the first half.
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The time when the Lord Jesus succeeded in the port trick.
Colchester United manager Pedro Rodriguez has been putting his head down on an injury-plagued squad.
“Puta! Fucking son of a bitch! A muscular, salty boy threw a beginner bald head and didn’t give more support, so what? Aren’t I lacking in ability!?”
“… I’m sorry, I’m a muscular, salty newbie bald leader.”
Next to him was Jorginho, who was also from Real Madrid.
Seeing his raging muscles, Pedro Rodriguez gulped down cold water to calm his excitement.
“Whoa… I’m sorry, Jorginho”
Looking at Pedro Rodriguez, Jorginho nodded his head.
“We came up too fast. That doesn’t mean that Jejus donated a lot of money, right? Let’s build up our stability step by step.”
Just as there are minor side effects to rapid growth, Colchester United, which quickly rose to the championship with a pro-Real Madrid policy, also had many problems.
Various problems were occurring at the same time, such as the expansion of the stadium and the resulting lack of funding for player recruitment, problems with the management of the youth team, and friction between the fans and existing supporters who increased after joining the championship.
While the two sighed, the key scenes of the first half between Real Madrid and Mallorca were relayed on a TV located in one corner of the director’s office.
[Jeju’s forward pressure! Hong’s pass is short! Crisis in Mallorca!]
[Jeju is a little faster than the goalkeeper! Oh, finally he scores another goal.]
The two of them watched the key scenes of the first half and sighed.
“Can’t the son of a bitch just play for one season? I think the financial problem will be solved once the Premier League has been filmed.”
“After this season, let’s talk about it”
As the second half began, the two quietly shut their mouths and drank beer.
“Bastard, you’re filthy bad at running the club, but you’re filthy good at soccer.”
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“Echwi-!”
While I was trying to press forward, my nose suddenly itched and I sneezed.
What. Who is even swearing at me?
In that moment while I was sneezing, Hong Do-yoon’s long pass, which found a gap, headed forward.
Fortunately, Anthony cut the pass with his head.
Real Madrid, who got the second ball, Luis García – Luca Savic – Anthony Rodríguez avoided Mallorca’s pressure and exchanged the ball quickly, aiming for an opportunity.
“Luca!”
Let’s shake up Mallorca’s defense with the movement of Jesus Gonzalez, who is located on the side, and penetrates. The path to me was opened. As soon as Luka Savic saw the path of the pass, he stabbed the pass right away.
Kya look at the pass this is the pass
By the time it reached me, the speed had slowed down and the pass landed on my feet enough for the receiver to feel comfortable.
I nodded quietly.
It is disrespectful to fire a water rocket at such a pass.
I gently turned around and hit a shot straight up to the top left post.
The ball went exactly where I wanted it to go.
In the fifth goal, Mallorca players showed frustrated eyes.
A situation where the game is considered to be over.
At this point, even the players who have scored successfully don’t celebrate.
Huh. I don’t have anything like that.
I run to the corner flag.
He shouted while striking a pose that appeared in the legendary black brother meme.
“That’s so damn good!!!”
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Even after the Lord Jesus left an impressive celebration.
[… Yes, Joo Jesus leaves a very impressive celebration.]
└ X is good!
└ John X Nice!
└ Hahalook at his expression
Real Madrid didn’t let go of the attacking reins and beat Mallorca.
[Bruno Iglesias peels Mallorca’s side defense again and crosses it!]
[Hong Do-yoon takes a step ahead and clears the ball!]
[Jesus Joo pats Doyoon Hong on the shoulder and gives a thumbs up! Hosobi recognized by the god of soccer!]
[It will lead to Real Madrid’s corner kick!]
Mallorca’s occasional counter-attacking chances are thwarted by Vladimir Lazovic and Sergio Pepe in the back.
[Mallorca’s counterattack is blocked by Vladimir Lazovic!]
[Ah! Dangerous now! The defense line collapsed while switching from Mallorca defense to attack!]
Rather, it was a chance for Real Madrid to try a counterattack and collapsed defensive line.
[Real Madrid’s quick counterattack!]
[Luca Savich’s pass goes to Joo Jesus!]
In such a situation, Joo Ye-soo, thinking that he was training Hong Do-yoon, continued to dribble.
The sight of Jesus Joo dribbling touched the PTSD of many soccer game users.
[And… Jesus Christ’s feet are stuck to the ball.]
└ What kind of crazy ball is stuck to your foot?
└ He is 185 cm tall and dribbles like Messi. That’s why it’s called Lord Jesus Online, a currency exchange game.
└ It’s disgusting to see him play soccer in real life now that he’s seen it so much in the game.
While commentators and football fans admire Joo Jesus’ dribbling.
Joo Jesus peeled off Hong Do-yoon with a soft turn.
Hong Do-yoon, who was pushed aside, pulled on Joo Jesus’ uniform.
Knowing his position with the referee, the Lord Jesus relaxed from his body and lay down on the ground.
As soon as he collapsed on the ground, Jesus Joo raised his arms and claimed P.K. Referee Munuera Montero, who was in charge of the match between Real Madrid and Mallorca, took a penalty kick with an expression asking if you really had to go that far.
[Was Joo Ye-soo knocked down because Hong Do-yoon pulled his uniform? Will the referee give a penalty kick?]
[Because I have to see if it’s inside or outside the penalty box?]
[Ah! The referee is declaring a penalty kick!]
Real Madrid’s penalty kick.
[Joo Jesus is the kicker.]
Joo Jesus, who came out as the kicker.
[Gooooohohol-! Jesus Joo scores 6 goals in one game.]
After successfully scoring a penalty kick.
He shouted in a thick voice as he passed in front of Hong Do-yoon, who gave him a penalty kick.
“Yes! I love the penalty kick!”
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Game over.
Real Madrid 6:0 Mallorca
[God of Madrid. God punishes Mallorca. Mallorca defeated 6:0.]
[Jesus Joo left an interview after the game. ‘I am happy that I played a good game as coach Agares said. ‘]
[Hong Do-yoon, who met Lord Jesus for the first time. Leave impressions ‘I learned by watching how to apply the things I heard while eating the previous day on the pitch.’]
[Chief Munuera Montero sighed at Hong Do-yoon’s interview. ‘It is nothing.’]
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