Chapter 165 – Romantic Striker – 5
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Before the match between Korea and Spain.
Before the game, President Nuñez invited Jesus’ family, who lived next door, to the mansion to prevent any untoward incident.
Citizens living in Madrid would not do such a terrible thing, but the disgusting Catalan bastards hiding somewhere in Madrid could have done it.
President Nuñez deployed more bodyguards than usual to the mansion.
“Grandpa-!!”
The Lord Jesus’ family entered the mansion, which was tightly guarded by security guards, and Yohan, who found President Nuñez, smiled brightly and ran to hug him.
“Laughs, our Los Blancos treasure has arrived!”
While President Núñez smiled brightly and hugged his godson Yohan, his wife welcomed the VIPs of Real Madrid.
“I… This is nothing special, but you invited me, so I thought I should bring a gift.”
While Yuna thanked President Nuñez for the invitation and delivered a gift to his wife, Yohan headed to the sofa with Patrasche, holding Chairman Nuñez’s hand with both of his cute hands.
“Grandfather! TV! TV!”
President Nuñez smiled and turned on the TV, and the two watched the game between Korea and Spain together, looking like grandfathers.
The moment Jesus Joo took the free kick.
Yohan shed tears as he looked at his father’s face on the broadcast screen
“Ueennnn-!! Wow! Ouch! “Don’t do it!!”
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Before Jesus Joo gets a free kick.
The response from the Korean community was controversial.
[Title: Jesus seems to be tired. Isn’t it right to replace him?]
[Title: Let’s replace Jesus now? Are you idiots? Are you not aware of it?]
[Title: So, is there an alternative? If you exclude Jesus now, what will you do in overtime?]
└ What I mean is that it should have been taken away before.
└ This is ridiculous, they were blocking Spain well until Tongjun got injured?
└ After Tong-Jun left, the only person who could connect with Jesus-hyung was the armed official, so I stopped him.
└ Ha… Seriously, this is the best lineup ever. Despite everything, the national team’s depth is so thin;;
└ The difference between starters and substitutes is very big.
The community, which had been arguing for a while, focused on the game when Jesus Joo won a free kick.
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The moment I stood in front of the free kick, I couldn’t hear or see anything. In this one free kick, Yuna, Yohan, Hayun, Seoyun, and all of their hard work up until now were contained.
A crazy burden weighed down on my shoulders, and I felt nauseous. The national team players who saw my expression came up to me and hugged me and stroked my head.
And between them.
“I should have saved the second goal somehow, Jesus, I’m sorry for burdening you…” . Take it easy, and I will do whatever it takes to stop everything until the end in overtime.”
As it was Korea’s last opportunity to attack, Yoo Young-beom’s voice was heard as he came up to the goal.
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Just before the end of the game, Joo Jesus was awarded a free kick. A picture of him preparing for a free kick with a stern expression was broadcast on the broadcast screen, and a British sportscaster who was watching the picture opened his mouth.
[One minute before the end of the game, South Korea gets one last chance to win without going into overtime. And as expected, this player, Jeju, prepares for a free kick.]
The image of Jesus Christ touching the ball and preparing for a free kick, and the image of the Korean spectators praying earnestly toward him with their eyes closed were shown alternately on the screen.
[The South Korean spectators at the stadium are praying to their God very earnestly with their hands folded.]
[The boy who was abandoned without a name in South Korea has now become a soccer god and is trying to lead his country to the World Cup finals.]
[All cameras in the stadium, all eyes are on him.]
In the midst of breathtaking tension, the Lord Jesus completed his preparations. The referee blew the whistle slowly.
[Really, will he be able to make use of the last opportunity given to him!]
The referee’s whistle sounded, and Jesus Christ began to move slowly on the broadcast screen. Many people watching that scene held their breath for a moment.
The Lord Jesus slowly ran towards the ball. His legs swung slowly. The firmly fixed stepping stones bear his weight.
The ball collided with my leg. Jesus Christ’s last shot, which embodies the wishes of the Korean people, flew into the goal.
The ball wound sharply towards the corner of the goal, and the keeper, who anticipated the direction of his free kick, quickly made a move.
The Spanish goalkeeper, who had conceded two goals to the Lord Jesus, stretched out his hands in earnest. He felt the ball touching his fingertips.
‘Okay, I blocked it…’ . ‘Huh?’
A smile appeared on the face of the goalkeeper, who felt that he had saved Joo Jesus’ free kick. However, the ball hit the net differently than he expected.
Sloshing-!
Even though Joo Jesus’ free kick hit Spain’s net, the stadium was immersed in silence for a while.
Beep-!
The referee blew the whistle and pointed to the center circle, declaring the score. Only then did the audience burst into cheers that they had been holding back.
“… Wow, waaaaa-!!”
The caster, who came to his senses after hearing the audience’s loud cheers, left an unfiltered impression as he watched the Korean players running towards Jesus Christ, who was standing blankly on the ground like a dead stone.
[… Oh, fucking crazy shot!! He overcomes the pressure and scores! Yes, God did it! Jeju, the god of soccer, leads his country, South Korea, to the finals!!]
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He overcame the pressure and hit a shot that hit Spain’s net. I think I was dazed for a while after seeing Spain’s fluctuating net.
Before I knew it, the players who ran were hugging me. Among the players who instantly became one lump, I could see Ko Seok-jun with a head bandage and Kim Dong-jun with a hamstring injury.
Ah… Korea has advanced to the finals.
The celebration will probably end, and the referee will end the game shortly after Spain’s kick-off.
And as I expected, the referee ended the game shortly after Spain kicked off. When the final whistle sounded, all the Korean players came running to me once again.
I stared blankly at the system window floating among the happy players.
[Mission successful. Axis]
Even as I looked at the system message that seemed to vaguely belittle people, I couldn’t understand what I was feeling.
Yeah, I really don’t know. What am I feeling right now? Is it the relief of having protected the family, or the relief of having broken off the cycle of regression? Perhaps it is the fear of death that arises after the disappearance of regression.
But does it matter?
What was truly important to me was that South Korea made it to the finals and broke a regression that had lasted over 200 years. And I protected my family.
I shook hands with the Spanish players who were lying on the ground after losing in the semifinals.
While the players were celebrating advancing to the finals with the crowd at the stadium, I conducted an interview. There were countless questions and answers, but there was only one question that stayed in my mind.
– Now that South Korea has become the first Asian country in World Cup history to advance to the finals, thank God… So, Jeju, the god of soccer, do you have any wishes from a real god other than you?
“… “I miss my family in Madrid.”
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[South Korea advances to the World Cup finals for the first time!]
[Joo Jesus succeeds in a hat trick in the semifinals! In an interview after the game, he revealed his love for his family.]
[Sergio Pepe, captain of the Spanish national team, left an interview about the Lord Jesus. ‘I salute him as a man rather than a friend.’]
[Unrest broke out near my home in Jejus, Spain. The police who were protecting Jejus’ home violently suppressed him.]
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Leaving behind the Korean national team players in the locker room who were happy to advance to the finals. I left the stadium with the team doctor and headed straight to the university hospital.
“Under… “What on earth did you do to come back in this state after just one game?”
As a result of a thorough examination, the doctor declared that the condition had worsened and recovery would be difficult without surgery. Even amidst the doctor’s strong rebuke, I remained dazed as if I was still dreaming.
Since I decided to have the surgery after returning to Korea, I returned to the hotel with a cast on. I entered the room safely with the support of the team doctor.
The team doctor who took me to the room went straight to Utilike to report.
The team doctor carefully closed the door and left the room. When he left, there was silence in the room. I couldn’t help but want to see my family and made a video call to Yohan.
Like last time, the signal didn’t ring a few times and Yohan quickly answered the phone.
“Are you dad?”
Yohan’s face fills the screen, and the moment I see Yohan’s face. I cried sadly like a newborn baby just born into the world.
