Chapter 334 – Reputed Feast (2)

334

The huge stadium with over 80,000 seats, the Santiago Bernabéu, was packed with spectators.
The crowded stands, where it was difficult to find a gap to step on, were stained white and red, and the red uniforms of the home team, Spain, overwhelmed the white uniforms of the away team, Korea.

“Sing the fury of Spain La Furia Española!!”
“Tread on Korea!”
“Jorge! Show me you’re the best! You are best!!”

The number of cheering squads from distant Korea to support Korea’s propaganda cannot be ignored, but it is also incomparable to the home team.

The Spanish national team, which gained overwhelming support, quickly raised the tempo from the beginning.

“On the other side! No, what if you miss your marksman!”
“Catch the one coming back!!”

The combination of Jorge, Raul, and Rodrygo’s strong triangle, along with Antonio Gonzalez and Rodri, a pass master, collapsed Korea’s organizational power.

“My ball!”
“Hwang Junsu!! Hold your seat— what the fuck!”

Jorge’s mid-range shot penetrated into the spot where Hwang Jun-su, who was distracted by the intense tempo, slashed the net.

“… What the fuck.”
“That bastard is crazy today… ? What about this?”

Rather than conceding the opening goal from the start, the players shake their heads at the performance Spain showed in the process. Fortunately, it did not lead to frustration, but it is also true that the complexion was not very good.

But what worries me more than that is—

[Jorge, Jorge, Jorge eh eh—!! Vamos, Vamos—!! Oh oh oh oh oh oh! Kjöleukidogirequito kkomarcanepini gorruru-!! España rain pya rain rain pya pahlavina kkokkokkokkkkoooool!!]

It was that damn reaction typical of Spain.
It’s about two rooms.

At Jorge’s goal, they shout the goal with foam at the mouth, but I wonder if it’s out of breath.

[Jorge—]
“Garcia!!”
[Jorge—!!]
“Garcia—!!!”

The shouts of the Spanish cheerleaders, who respond to the announcer’s chant in unison, echo the ground.

“Everyone gather around.”

I’m getting annoyed
As a European competition, they played against teams of various nationalities in Europe, and also played more than 80 A matches against numerous countries, but it is definitely the Spanish-speaking countries or teams that score goals and get the most pissed off.

That Spanish announcer’s unique mischief is just… Under…

“Can you hear me? That fucking annoying noise. Are you all listening?”
“Are you crazy? I think I’ll go crazy if I listen to it. Please stop the barking of the dog.”

The younger players, who were stiff at Seol Yo-han’s joke, burst into laughter.

“It came out different from what we had prepared, so I was just a little taken aback. It won’t be so easy next time.”
“It’s a bit tough, but that doesn’t mean it can’t be stopped. Don’t worry bro I will run until my heart bursts.”

Everyone raised their voices at the resolution of senior Yoon Hyuk and Oh Se-hyun.
Good. I won’t be shaken mentally by the first goal…

“If we can’t stop them, they can’t stop us. I will go and break it.”
“Let’s go!!”
“Gazua!”
“Let’s screw it up!!”

Is it our turn now?

* * *

“Okay, as prepared. They can’t keep up with our tempo.”
“This is why you shouldn’t play in a low-level league. The tempo is different.”

The Spaniards, who scored the opening goal with a well-prepared play and received overwhelming cheers, laughed leisurely.
The tremendous firepower shown against Japan and the director’s strong warning made me feel completely relieved of my tension.

“Focus. To begin with, Korea is not a team with excellent defense. The really scary thing is the firepower.”
“I know. So you prepared hard. I scored a goal, so enjoy it Jorge.”
“No… Jorge is right. Korean guys… No, that bastard needs to be on guard. You can’t let your guard down.”

The Spanish players shook their heads at the sight of Fernando muttering with bloodshot eyes.

“Hey, hey! Hey! Calm down. It’s been several years since I was robbed by him.”

Fernando, who was pointed out as the culprit after being robbed by Hong Min-joon in the Sydney Olympics and, above all, in the Champions League quarter-final match against Newcastle, Barcelona’s all-time disaster, only gritted his teeth despite what his colleagues said.

“What… Let’s focus, friends. The game is still in full swing, right?”

Jorge’s complexion darkened as he shrugged his shoulders and watched his colleagues disperse.

* * *

Korea used the 4-3-2-1, also known as the Christmas tree formation, as their main force in the World Cup. However, in the previous match against Japan, it was 4-4-2… No, while opinions were divided on what tactics to come out against Spain with an all-time victory, coach Park Ki-young’s choice was nothing.

“Spain should not be allowed to flank. In this game, even if the center is a bit weak, we have to block the sides.”
“It won’t be easy, though.”
“So you have to make it so that the opponent can’t concentrate on attacking. You just have to keep your shield up to get hit. We have a spear that is sharper than anyone else, so we have to attack the side in reverse to blunt the opponent’s side attack.”

Director Park Ki-young’s choice is 4-2-3-1.
To be more precise, it was an extreme tactic of taking a 5-4-1 form when defending, but taking a 2-2-4-2 form when attacking.

“Compliance!”
“Stay closer! The distance is dangerous!”
“You spread wide! Spaniards are getting closer!!”

Soccer tactics, in a big sense, are a battle of how to place 11 limited players in a limited space called the ground.

Given that the proportion of offense and defense varies depending on where the weight is placed and where more players are placed, the Korean tactic, which is in the form of 2-2-4-2 when attacking, is a tactic that puts a lot of weight on the offensive.

That means, on the contrary, when you switch from attacking to defense, that is, you are vulnerable to the opponent’s counterattack.
Since there is no way that Spain would not know this, the tempo of both teams went up without knowing the end as they faced Korea’s attack with active defense.

“What are you doing, cover!!”
“Hey! Fuck run! Fill the spot!”
“The other side, pass it to the other side!”

And the end is—

“Minjun-ah!!”

It was me.

As I savored the feel of the ball under my feet, I looked straight ahead and it was familiar… No, stranger… No, i’m used to it… Is it free?

“I waited only for today.”
“Who?”
“No way… Me, me… You don’t know?”
“Who was it?”

Even in the middle of this, I was curious, so I stopped moving and looked at it.

What is this familiar yet unfamiliar feeling?
A deep M-shape due to severe hair loss and an empty place to grow, but a needlessly plentiful beard.

“Pe, you don’t know Fernando!? Fernando of Barcelona!”
“Fernando? Ah… Him But he’s in his 20s… Hmm…”

Looking at face value, he looks like a veteran player with 20 years of professional experience, not in his 20s.
Why did you change so much

“You must have suffered a lot. To see the years face to face.”
“Oh, such a dog! It’s all because of you—”

Was this kid fishing?
I stopped for about 5 seconds because of useless curiosity, and the Spanish players are already surrounding me.

“Then stop. I’m busy.”
“Sleep— oh!?”

When I sneaked out between the surrounding Spaniards, I found that the back space was open.
Hmm. It’s me too
I instinctively caught my opponent.

“You bastard Hong Min-joon! I knew you could do it!!”
“You madman! Are you going to break through the crowded places!!”

[This is Korea’s equalizer.]
[Goooool~~!! Vamos Raoul!! Gororororororo~~ golgolgolgolgol!!]
[Ah… It’s an equalizer again.]
[Jorge Jorge Jorge Jorge— Damn Jorge! Shemale Jorge, Shemale, Shemale Jorge!! Amkara Jorge— gol gol gol gol gol!!! Fuck, go go go go go go gool!!!]

… That bastard’s room announcer bastard.
Look at the temperature difference.

* * *

Korea and Spain escalated into an endless slugfest.

Soccer is an intense sport where you run for 90 minutes at a distance of 9 to 10 km at most and 13 to 14 km at most, but that doesn’t mean you run around for 90 minutes.

When it’s intense, it constantly runs and tries to sprint, but during lulls, it walks or stops… To be more honest, the sport of soccer is that walking time is longer than running time.

It is not a sport where you run steadily at a moderate pace like a marathon, but it was an unavoidable factor because running for 90 minutes in soccer, which repeats intense change of direction, competition, and sprint, is an impossible amount of exercise for the human body.

Therefore, the key to stamina distribution is to increase the tempo and adjust it moderately slowly, but the match was so intense that both teams failed to adjust the tempo.

When one side scores a goal, the other side struggles to score a goal.
If you score an equalizer like that, you try to get ahead again on the other side.

If you try moderately and fail, one side or both sides will implicitly adjust the tempo, but as both teams have ‘God World’ players who transcend ‘human world’ run amok, leading goals, equalizers, leading goals, and equalizers are repeated and the tempo is adjusted. It has become an impossible situation.

As the intense tempo of the match continued, which changed each other’s stamina, the phenomenon of depletion of stamina that could not be filled even with scoring and adrenaline doping began to attack—

[Spain’s last replacement card follows.]

Eventually, in the 20th minute of the second half, both teams ran out of replacement cards.

Now, the remaining players have to endure the remaining 15 minutes and about 20 minutes including extra time.

The fierce game aspect, which was not intense, spread into a fight for pride among the players, forcing each other to grit their teeth and run.

And injuries come from situations like this.

[Spain’s corner kick situation. Gonzalez… It’s full! High ball— Raoul… Uh!?]
[Ah… You bump into the goalkeeper and can’t get up! Watch it again on a slow screen— ah… This… It must be difficult. Both Raul and the Korean goalkeeper seem seriously injured.]
[This is a big deal. Spain also used up their replacement cards, but Korea is the same, right? Spain is in 10 without a field player, but Korea is now in 10 without a goalkeeper. One of the field players has to wear the goalkeeper’s gloves instead… Really who… Uh huh Why, why is that player… !!?]