Chapter 193 – Side Story 27: Vs However, This Photo… -1
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Junazareth, who threw himself into the goal with the ball, was taken off the field on a stretcher.
Judging by the way he held his thighs, his thigh muscles seemed to be raised, similar to Adam Joo.
I looked at him and shook his head.
No, why doesn’t everyone save themselves?
In particular, that guy, Junazareth, is not even a bullfighting bull, so why did he just shut up and charge?
Is your hobby elang? Is it Banzai?
“Tsk. Foolish bastards. Professional athletes should know that their bodies are precious.”
I click my tongue at the sight of Adam Joo and Nazareth Joo leaving the stadium due to injury. I felt disloyal gaze from those around me.
“That bastard says things like that. “Don’t you remember the last World Cup in China?”
“If you’re like that, you just don’t have a conscience.”
The national team players who played in the last World Cup in China, led by Ko Seok-jun, glared at me.
That look.
‘Hey! It’s crazy? What are you going to do if the injury gets worse?!’
I remembered the sins I committed during the last World Cup in China.
Ah. I am a sinner too.
If I had to make an excuse, there was a rare malicious system called Mission.
To someone who didn’t know me, I would have looked like a foolish child, no different from children at an orphanage.
No, but really, why are they running with their teeth clenched?
Have they also created a system?
No matter how much I think about it, I don’t think that’s the case when I look at the children at the orphanage who haven’t changed much from before.
– It’s not over until it’s over! The fighting spirit of the youngest members of the national team is changing the flow of the game!!
– Korea begins to ignite its pursuit!!
I nodded slowly to the words of the commentators in my ears.
Okay, so what does it matter now?
What’s important now is that the chase was sparked thanks to the sacrifices of my younger brothers.
As an older brother and guardian, I can’t just waste the opportunity that my younger siblings gave me.
I re-tied the untied laces of my soccer shoes.
– Ah, Joo Jesus ties his shoelaces tightly.
No. How can you convey such trivial things to my ears?
No matter how much you think about it, this ability seems good, but when you actually try to use it, there is too much useless information.
– The Spanish national team prepares a replacement player. As there is not much time left in the game, it seems like the intention is to replace the tired Bruno Iglesias and then lock him down.
-For Korea, Kim Jin-soo, one of the leading players in advancing to the finals of the last World Cup, will come in to replace Joonazareth, who was off the field due to injury.
***
‘Shit! I should have replaced Bruno and lowered the defensive line a long time ago. ‘
After Junazaret’s goal, Spain’s coach Magellan expressed regret. Due to the slightly late replacement order, a heart-pounding situation was currently unfolding in Spain.
“Vamos! Hang in there! “Not much time left!”
Magellan looked at the ground, encouraging the players with nervous eyes. On the ground, Korea could be seen continuing to attack with Jejus, the so-called god of soccer, at the center.
“Puta! What are you doing? Jeju is empty!!”
The moment he pointed to Lord Jesus and sent a warning, Zhou Yun’s pass reached Lord Jesus.
Pwow-!
Jesus Joo, who received the ball, took off the pressure from Sergio Fabregas and hit a surprise mid-range shot.
Huh up-!
Magellan’s breathing momentarily stopped when the Lord Jesus shot.
“Ah! Fuck!”
Fortunately, the ball narrowly missed the Spanish goal.
“Huh… Puta you monster.”
Magellan finally let out the breath he had been holding.
‘Crazy guy. A shot made with lost balance is that accurate? Is that really a person? He’s a soccer monster. Ah, so that’s why he’s called the god of soccer.’
Magellan clicked his tongue when he saw the Lord Jesus biting his uniform in regret.
‘Puta! ‘What a fucking unreasonable talent.’
Behind Magellan with a stern expression.
The blood-curdling match between Spain and South Korea continues.
Regular time has already ended.
[8 minutes of extra time are declared. Just enough time to score an equalizer! South Korea wants a miracle.]
***
I nodded, looking at the referee who called extra time.
There are 8 minutes left.
In that amount of time, an equalizer is enough, even if a comeback goal is difficult.
“Calm down! Let’s stay calm and make one first!”
I calmed down my impatient teammates and inspected the Spanish camp.
Before we knew it, the Spanish national team seemed to have disappeared from conversation. Although not as tired as we were, the Spanish national team also looked quite tired due to the tight World Cup schedule.
While I was looking at the Spanish national team camp.
“Booooo-!”
The sound of booing from the Spanish crowd that filled the Camp Nou was heard.
-Jinsu Kim! Jinsu Kim steals the ball from Luis Garcia!
When I heard the commentary in my ears, I ran straight ahead.
“Jesus!”
Not long after, Jinsu Kim called my name and sent a pass in the direction I was running.
The ball narrowly avoided Sergio Fabregas’ sliding tackle and reached me.
There was only Sergio Pepe and the goalkeeper in front of me.
I was able to see Sergio Pepe’s firm spirit of keeping his posture low and not giving in to any temptation.
A breathtaking confrontation. I continued to worry. What should I do? If it stays like this for a while, other players will join.
“Lord Jesus!!”
At that time, out of the corner of my eye, a player wearing the Korean national team uniform passed by, calling my name.
I made a decision quickly. No, is this a judgment?
Rather than judging, I think my body reacted automatically and accurately thanks to the 200 years of traditional soccer experience accumulated in my mind.
Tuk-!
The pass between Sergio Pepe’s legs went into the penalty box. The man with number 7 quickly caught the pass that glided smoothly across the grass.
-The Lord Jesus’ pass is headed to Go Seok-jun! Go Seokjun! Shoot!!
Ko Seok-jun, who received the pass, quickly shot. Perhaps due to lack of stamina, the position of the ball and stepping foot was not good, and the shot did not have a proper impact.
However, Ko Seok-jun’s shot went precisely into the corner of the goal, and that was enough to break through the Spanish goalkeeper, who was tired of saving his shot.
The goalkeeper extends his arm in response to Ko Seok-jun’s shot heading for the corner of the goal.
The ball went straight into the net, ignoring the goalkeeper’s earnest wish.
Korea’s equalizing goal.
The Spanish players could not hide their despair after the Korean national team scored an equalizer just before the end of the game.
“Puta Madre!”
Leaving behind the sight of the goalkeeper kicking the ball in the goal after missing victory so close.
The Korean players, excited by the equalizing goal, run out.
“Waaaaa-!!”
Although there were only a few people in the stadium, the voices of the Korean cheering squad that came to cheer were clearly heard in the silence of the Spanish spectators.
-I envision Korea’s dream of advancing to the World Cup finals!!
***
Not long after Ko Seok-jun’s equalizer. The referee blew the whistle to end the second half.
The game went into overtime.
[Because in overtime, mistakes are made frequently as physical strength is reached, right? The most important thing is not to make mistakes.]
In the overtime that started like that.
[Oh, did Ko Seok-jun have muscle cramps?! He fell to the ground!]
[Thank goodness. Go Seok-jun succeeds in getting up safely!]
The Korean national team, who had poured out all their stamina and soul to score the equalizing goal, gave up attack, lowered their line, and focused on defense.
[Jesus González’s shooting! Hong Do-yoon blocks it with his face!]
[Ah-! The second ball goes to Luis Garcia! Crisis in Korea!!]
[Oooooh! Youngbeom Yoo! Yoo Young-beom’s super save! This is a valuable save that can be considered a score!!]
Spain was unable to close out the game in overtime due to the South Korea national team’s defense and Yoo Young-beom’s super save.
[The match between the two teams is heading to a penalty shootout.]
[I don’t know what the results will be, but I would like to say thank you to the national team players who have shown their best performance so far!]
So the match between the two teams headed to a penalty shootout called 11 m Russian Roulette.
***
Overtime ended, and we were deciding the order for the penalty shootout.
“Jesus, is it okay to be the number 1 kicker?”
“It’s not bad, let’s put it in neatly and start.”
I nodded at Director Utilike’s words.
“And… The second kicker is.”
I could see Jooyun desperately avoiding Director Utilike’s eyes.
“You idiot, this isn’t your first time taking a penalty kick. Why are you so nervous?”
“… “Brother, this is my first penalty kick since my professional debut.”
“You’re screwed.”
Now that I think about it, this is the first time that the Korean national team I play for went to a penalty shootout.
“Then kick me in the back. At least that would be less burdensome.”
I wanted to leave him out of the penalty shootout, but since Jooyun possesses one of the best kicking skills in the national team, I had no choice for the sake of victory.
Juyun must have also known this, so he nodded at my words and obediently listed himself as the second kicker.
“Whoa… Dongjun! “You take the kicker number 3!”
No, just sleep. So, does that mean there is no one on the national team with experience in penalty shootouts other than me?
While my expression hardened.
“Hey, let’s take a picture before we go into the penalty shootout. Win and show it to your parents in Korea.”
Ko Seok-jun, who was assigned as kicker number 5, began to plant flags indiscriminately.
Looking at Go Seok-jun’s expression, it seemed like he didn’t know what his actions meant.
The intention was simply to relax by taking pictures.
But this guy definitely crossed the line.
“If we win, we’ll have to provide good photos to reporters to use as covers!”
As Ko Seok-jun continued, the expressions on the faces of coaches of all ages turned cold.
Wow, you crazy bastard. How many flags can you plant in an instant?
“What, what? “What’s wrong with everyone?”
I kicked Go Seok-jun’s ass, who looked confused at the coaches’ brutality.
Poop-!
“Just go out and search. “You bastard.”
