Chapter 249 – Side Story 83: The God of Soccer Returns to the Ground. -3
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I had to move around to various positions due to the ridiculous mission of winning the World Cup for Korea.
Striker, wing, midfielder, defender, goalkeeper, etc. There was no position I didn’t play.
Although I went back and forth and returned to being a striker, I can definitely say that the position that had the most influence on the pitch was goalkeeper.
It was a natural result since soccer is a sport where you don’t lose unless you concede a goal.
However, soccer was also a sport in which you could not win the game unless you scored.
The national team’s blunt blade could not penetrate the defenses of other national teams.
However, it wasn’t a draw without conceding any goals.
No matter how brilliant my saves were, it was absurd to cover up all the mistakes made by the national team defenders.
I’m saying this because I’m a goalkeeper, but 99% of goals conceded by goalkeepers are all the field players’ fault.
Unless a field player makes a mistake, the goalkeeper has no reason to concede a goal.
But what if that field player is from the Korean national team?
So what can I do by saying more?
In the last World Cup where I played as a goalkeeper, I made 45 saves and conceded 3 goals in 3 games.
And they were eliminated in the group stage.
In fact, two of the three goals conceded were goals scored on second balls due to the defender’s lack of concentration after a save.
For a counterattack, the ball was passed to a friendly field player. I was really impressed by the way he gave an assist to a player from the opposing team because he couldn’t handle the ball properly.
‘Ah, even thinking about it now makes me mad. Next time I see Go Seok-jun, I have to kick him.’
For your information, it was my friend Go Seok-jun who made the mistake of kicking it out at that time. If I had hit the ball towards Jooyun at that time, would I have been able to successfully counterattack?
It’s a useless assumption, but I still sometimes wonder about it.
What.
That will be something we will never know.
Anyway, after that tournament, I realized that there was no answer to the mission and gave up my position as goalkeeper. I probably wouldn’t be able to wake up anyway, so I thought I should at least be less stressed.
Ah. And the other goals are kept secret. That’s my dark history.
“Puta Madre! I made a mistake!”
While I was reminiscing, Luis Garcia’s pass was intercepted. As soon as I saw Luis Garcia startled, I stood up with a loud noise.
The old poodle was seen to be unable to concentrate on the game and often made mistakes, perhaps due to physical problems.
“Kiyooooot-!!”
“What. “Did you at least take morphine?”
The Granada striker seemed to have taken some medicine and showed off her drool.
“I decided on you! Jabran, Jabran! Headbutt the body!”
Hashraf Jabran rushed to stop him, but surprisingly, the Granada striker succeeded in beating Jabran with La Croquetta.
“Hey, are you faking that?”
At first glance, it was a sloppy La Croquetta, but Hashraf Jabran was completely fooled by such a sloppy La Croquetta, perhaps due to the impatience that most prospects have.
“Damn it!”
Vladimir Rajovic, who saw this, gave up on the player he was marking and tried to hurry up, but unfortunately the Granada striker made a quicker decision.
Pwow-!
The Granada striker, who confirmed that the shooting angle was open, shot straight away.
The ball flew quickly to the corner of the goal.
The Granada striker was seen extending both his hands to the sky as if expecting to score a shot that flew into the so-called Yashin zone.
But his prediction was wrong.
A great intelligence.
He possesses a genius that would blaspheme even the main god.
I, the embodiment of mercy, the Lord Jesus, the God of soccer.
Teok-!
He succeeded in making a save on a shot aimed at the corner of the goal.
I calmly guided the ball beyond the goal line.
After confirming that the ball had gone completely outside the goal line, the assistant referee gave a signal to the referee, who pointed to the corner flag and declared a corner kick for Granada.
I poured out my anger towards the Real Madrid players.
“You bastards! Aren’t you running straight? Do I even have to dive?”
It was truly justified anger towards lazy pigs.
Since ancient times, field players must concentrate on the game at every moment and do their best until their last breath.
That was courtesy to the spectators who came to watch the game.
“… “I don’t play to lose.”
“I am an exception. “If you do it too, you’ll score a hat trick every game.”
Luis Garcia grumbled, but I looked up to the sky and didn’t even feel ashamed.
They say they like players who work hard in games, but in reality, this is a fact that can be seen by looking at the spectators who prefer players who score hat tricks in every game.
For reference, this fact is proven by big data accumulated over 200 years of soccer.
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[You’re crazy! Lord Jesus keeper! He makes a save on a mid-range shot headed towards the Yashin zone! Look at Granada’s Sebastian Striker holding his head and looking shocked! Hey! This is truly amazing!]
[Everyone expected that they would concede a point! Lord Jesus Keeper exceeds expectations as always!]
[The game resumes with a corner kick for Granada. This is Granada’s Andre Alonso preparing for a corner kick. He is a player with a very sharp kick. Recently, there have been links with several big clubs, but it has been reported that the player prefers to go to Real Madrid.]
[Isn’t Real Madrid currently the dream club of every player? This is the club where none other than the god of soccer, Jesus Christ, plays.]
[Oh! The moment I spoke, the Lord Jesus goalkeeper punched! Goalkeeper Joo Jesus reliably handles Granada’s corner kicks with excellent positioning! It moves as if it knew the ball would head this way.]
└ Wow what is it? The ball is curved like that, but you can accurately determine the point where it falls?
└ Don’t! Danju looks like a dick! Ugh?! Are you just that surprised?
└ ㄹㅇㅋㅋ It’s Danju who puts his foot on Go Seok-jun’s cross that looks like crap ㅋㅋㅋ
└ Ah haha Seokjun’s cross is a legend.
└ Don’t go too far with Seokjun. But his cross game has gotten a lot better these days.
└ Seokjun Mom, welcome back.
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Being able to know where the ball would land was the best advantage for a goalkeeper.
Thanks to the system, I was able to catch and run to the ball cleared by the Granada goalkeeper faster than anyone else.
“It’s a lie~”
That’s how I succeeded in taking a step ahead and powerfully clearing the pass before the attacker even received the ball.
Ah. Have you ever heard of it?
“This is the sweeper keeper.”
I nodded with a satisfied expression.
“… “This is the Granada camp.”
“Jesus! “I play soccer the way I want to!”
Hashraf Jabran looked at me with a puzzled expression, but I lightly ignored his gaze and slowly ran towards Real Madrid’s goal.
By the way.
Is it because it’s been a while since I’ve been on the field as a sweeper keeper?
“Jesus! “I want to dribble!”
The soul of the sealed demon Dribbler Jejus Keeper was about to awaken.
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There are 5 minutes left until the seal of the evil Dribbler Jejus is released.
“The best defense is offense.”
As the world’s first attacking goalkeeper, I went up to the Granada half when Real Madrid’s corner kick was called.
“Are you crazy? “We’re winning by three goals, and we’re coming up?”
The Real Madrid players turned their heads and began to look at the touch line when they saw me wearing goalkeeper gloves and giggling in the Granada penalty box.
At this point, it was time for Valverde to make a fuss on the touch line, but strangely, no sound was heard from the touch line.
“Why doesn’t Valverde say anything?”
I also turned my head in wonder.
Then I saw Valverde with a resigned expression, and I gave him a thumbs up.
After all, the master was a master.
Valverde is already regaining the sense he had lost over the past year.
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Valverde looked at Granada’s penalty box.
Jejus was there wearing goalkeeper gloves.
Valverde sighed at the strange but not heterogeneous appearance of Jejus.
‘My bones hurt.’
With a 3-point lead, I wondered if I should go up to the penalty box and provoke Granada, but I gave up because I knew they wouldn’t listen anyway.
‘But I guess everyone has gotten a feel for Jejus now, and it’s convenient because I don’t have to do a separate cover through an interview after the game.’
Is that why? Valverde was unaffected by the sight of Jejus giving his thumbs up.
With the sound of the referee’s whistle.
Son-in-law Luis Garcia handled the corner kick, and the ball flew accurately toward Jesus.
In a situation where everyone thought it was a score.
Sloshing-!
“…”
Valverde gave up thinking as he watched the Lord Jesus shaking the net with a punch.
That’s because I’m too old and tired to waste my energy on such trivial things.
