Chapter 337 – Lots of Food (3)

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Familiar sensations run through your body.
It was like entering deep water… A subtle feeling that makes me want to do this when I do scuba diving.

Good.
Let’s calm down, Hong Min-jun.
Time has slowed down I’m not in a hurry anymore Calm down and think slowly.

“Ahhhhhe — Ee —”

From far away, I can hear the deafening calls of colleagues running in slow motion that do not match their urgent expressions.

And at the forefront, a dark face full of sweat, Rodrygo, who was approaching, was pierced, raising his gaze from only looking at the ball to check the front.

After confirming the empty space and the goalkeeper guarding the goalpost, the guy takes another step forward and kicks a long ball.

Like a player who is confident in his speed, he hits and runs, right?
But what about I am confident in my speed.

The moment his foot kicks the ball for a long time, it gives strength to his tense legs.
A body that jumps out in an instant like a spring spring.

Rodrygo’s eyes widened when he saw me running out of the goal a beat late—a smile spread across his lips.

‘Smile… ?’

Even in the slow flow of time, me and Rodrigu quickly get closer to the ball.
And-

‘Reversing!?’

I realized it belatedly.
That the ball is spinning backwards.

Fuck this! Fucking Spanish bastards, even in the midst of this urgency, do you have that kind of control!?
A ball that rolls toward me quickly and then slows down rapidly.

As it is— As it is—

‘This makes me want to dribble.’

Rodrygo’s eyes widened as he passed by.

* * *

“Hong Min-jun’s super save!! Unbelievable! What a great catch!!”
“Wowaaaaah Catch this, catch this, Minjun Hong!! Great! It was a really, really great save!!”

Following Rodri’s fiery mid-range shot, Hong Min-jun’s super save made the commentators spurt their seats.

After taking a step to the side with crab steps from the center of the goal, he threw his body and caught the ball digging into the corner, making a truly dazzling super save.

Who wouldn’t be thrilled with the incredible save that a field player who came in as a pinch hitter, not a professional goalkeeper, and also the best goal scorer and best striker in existence.

“Look at that laid-back smile! Really… How could such a player be born!”
“This is Minjun Hong! This is Minjoon Hong!! It’s not just about scoring goals and dribbling well!! Hong Min-joon is just good at soccer!!!”
“Aaaaah—!! What a crazy Shoo-Pur Play… Uh!? Hong Min-jun straight away long kick… Yoon Hyuk! This is Yoon Hyuk!! Yoon Hyuk was running!!”
“You caught this correctly again, Minjun Hong!! What the hell is this player!! Goalki stretches out… Urg? Uh? Uh huh This, no way this one was aiming for the goal— uh, uh uh!! Ahhh!! Aaaaa!!!”
“It barely crosses the goal post! A wonderful goal kick by Hong Min-jun, who makes Korea’s corner kick!! And… Are you aiming for this? Wouldn’t it be?”
“I’m aiming! I was aiming for a hundred percent!! Look at the smile floating on Hong Min-jun’s face! If it’s Hong Min-jun’s shooting ability, this is undoubtedly a target!! He is also a natural goalscorer! I was aiming for the goal right there!!”

It was when the excited commentators were talking hard.

“Yes, it leads to Korea’s corner kick. Yunhyeok, put the ball down carefully… Raised low! Being cut— Oh, this is dangerous! Even Paulo should be stopped— uh, uh? Jorge, Jorge Garcia!! I don’t lose it! I won’t lose you!!”
“Dangerous, dangerous! Oh, Jorge got it out! Jorge Longpass! Rodrygo, connected to Rodrygo!! Does this, this connects to Rodrygo!!”
“Seol Yo-han is following hard, but… Oh no! Rodrigu is fast!!”
“Ahhhhh—!! Rodrygu unmanned sight! I run into no-man’s land!!”

The moment Rodrygoo kicked the ball away for Chidal, Hong Min-jun emptied his net like lightning and bounced out.

“It’s 1:1 with the goalkeeper! Hong Min-jun, this is Hong Min-jun! Hong Min-joon, you have to do it again— come out! Hong Min-joon ran out!!”
“Fast, fast, fast— Hong Min-joo Woowoon—!! I arrived first— whoaaaaa!!”

Now that the second half is coming to an end, the game was more intense than usual and despite losing stamina, it was a rodry ball that ran at tremendous speed, but Hong Min-joon was far more– with overwhelming speed, he reached the ball first in an instant, touched the ball and made a natural Marseille turn. Rodrygo was removed with

Hong Min-joon spinning around and Rodrygoo passing by naturally as if they had made an appointment overlapped—

“Wow!! Hong Min-joon crazy depressurization! What the hell happened to your heart!!”
“Good luck, good luck. What a relief. Hong Min-joon Pass now and go back— I have to go back… ? What, what! Hong Min-joon I’m going to hit it as it is!!”
“Uh… ? Ho, Hong Min-jun dribbling!!”

This time, Hong Min-jun kicked the ball long and started to hit it.
As soon as Rodrygo’s breakthrough was over, the ball that started to run in reverse reached the half line in an instant,

“Wait, it’s dangerous!!”
“Ahh! Ah? What is it? What happened-“
“Hong Min-jun! Hong Min-joon crazy depressurization!! La Croqueta, phantom dribble quickly penetrates the gap between two people!!”

He blocked and passed between the two Spaniards without hesitation.

“Ah! It’s dangerous! Hong Min-joon is too dangerous! He has to realize that he is not a striker now, he is a goalkeeper!!!”
“The goalpost, the goalpost was empty… Woah woah… !”

Contrary to the comments of the commentators, Hong Min-joon continued his stable break through without feeling any obstruction, just like a car equipped with a high pass passing through a toll gate.

Hong Min-joon’s breakthrough, which never stops despite slight deceleration and acceleration, broke through the 4th Spanish player and reached the vicinity of the penalty box.

“Shoo, shooting!! Aaaaa!! Jorge Garcia’s tackle blocks it at the last minute!!!”

At the moment of the last shot, Jorge Garcia’s great tackle came in.
The ball hit his ankle bounced upwards, and in that momentary situation Hong Min-jun quickly brought his head back, but unfortunately it missed and was out of the goal line.

“What is this, what kind of ridiculous breakthrough is this!”

The stadium was engulfed in silence for a moment at the absurd sight of a goalkeeper dribbling through to the opponent’s goal and shooting.

“… It leads to a goal kick for Spain.”

The hoarse voice of the commentator’s exhausted voice echoes belatedly.

* * *

Big… This doesn’t go in
At the last moment, he felt the goal, but Jorge, who jumped out like a ghost, tripped on his toe and went over the goal.

A moment of regret.
Spain’s goal kick hurriedly reversed the way they came and returned to the goal, but their expressions were blank.

“What are you doing!? Wake!!”
“… You have to make up your mind.”
“You madman. What are you going to do when you clear the goal? .”

Ugh, ugh.
Is it?

The match that followed was a mess.
Whether it was because of the ridiculous play, or if fatigue came belatedly, everyone repeated the play without one screw, and the second half ended.

Eventually, the game went into overtime.

“Hong Min-joon you bastard!! You almost lost your heart!! What kind of goalkeeper is dribbling!!”
“Senior Kim Byungji.”
“That’s why you couldn’t come to the 2002 World Cup!! Do you want to be like that too!?”
“I’ve already used the replacement card.”
“What dude? If it is extended, there will be one?”
“What kind of dribbling is the goalkeeper! If you are a goalkeeper, you have a sense of stability! Right, Director?”
“Anyway, smirking. Okay? No dribbling!”
“Yes, yes.”
“A goalkeeper is dribbling, so what’s the point?”

I received a dribbling ban from the coach.
Chet.

… Wait. Other?

‘Ohh.’

Good idea

Right before going to the ground for overtime, I asked the manager.

“Director. After all, this kind of stamina is a battle of stamina, right?”
“Right. Both us and the other side are already at the bottom of our stamina. All that remains is to endure with poison. I’m running with a lot of evil.”
“Then we should bring the momentum to our side.”
“That… Hey! What else are you trying to fool around with! Hey hey! Minjun Hong! Hey dude! Hey dude! Come back!!”

Hmm.
I have to go out to play

The game started again after taking a position with the seniors bursting with laughter.

Both us and Spain ran far and wide, and it was impossible to play as elaborately as before.
Waiting for an opportunity while pacing around the goal post and blocking Spain’s shots several times.

‘Come!!’

Shooting is not simply kicking with ankle or thigh strength.
Depending on the situation, one beat or half beat fast shooting is like that, but normal shooting is kicking using the whole body.

So, unexpectedly, shooting consumes stamina, so players who are exhausted tend to lose accuracy and power when shooting.

What if the time slows down when you increase your concentration and your shooting power weakens?
It’s going to be like right now.

“Stop… Ah?”

Stare straight ahead at the ball flying straight ahead and lift your body.
Body moving forward.

And-

“100 million!? That madman!!”
“S-Scorpion Kick!?”

This is Jose Reina Gigitta’s Scorpion Kick.
How are you?

“Hey you crazy bastard!! Are you insane!? Are you out of your mind!? Keep your hands apart and block them like that, damn it!!”

The director’s shouting is heard from afar.
Hmm… I don’t know I can’t hear

“Why are you like this? Are you really crazy?”
“Senior. I am serious.”
“A serious guy playing pranks like this!?”
“I’m not kidding. Look at the Spaniards.”
“… Uh?”

What a joke.
You don’t know my heart’s desire.

“See. They’re dead and dumb right now. Even if they tried to hit Amman shooting, it would all be blocked, but now I even block it with a slap show like this. How free is it Now they are ‘overwhelmed’ by me and won’t be able to shoot properly.”
“… I think he’s just bewildered.”
“Now attack as much as you like. I’ll block all the shootings of the habari who are overwhelmed by my momentum. Goalkeeper Carey.”

A voice came out from the senior, who was estranged from him, saying, “This kid seems to be doing this to get attention,” But he pretended not to know.

* * *

“It ended without scoring in the second half before extra time. The match will go to a penalty shootout.”