Chapter 17：CHAPTER 46 - Teacher and elementary school students (9)

Soccer is such a game.

No matter how low the pass success rate or the low share, no matter how many people are sent off, they will win if they are ahead of the goal.

Whether it's a minute before the end of the match, the game is decided by the goal.

79 minutes in the second half.

Sao Paulo FC took the attack right after a very long time.

The ball taken away by Marcelo's pass was connected to Santoru in front of him.

"here!"

Ho Young, located in the left midfield, attempted to penetrate along the left touchline.

Santo stabbed the pass as if he had promised.

Percussion!

It was a tremendous tempo.

I couldn't take my eyes off of it, but I was regretting today's big highlights.

Finally, the team's counterattack began.

Took.

As soon as the ball hit Ho-young's foot, he kicked the ball and attempted to break into the center.

The ball was rolling very fast, but Roh Young's flagship covered it.

Strictly controlled dribbling.

Even with the legs that were heavy running around like ants throughout the second half, there was still room to burn the final fight.

Both legs fluttered, but Hoyoung ran forward.

The resistance of Fluminensi FC was not trivial.

"Woowoowoowoowoowoowoowoo!"

Huey!

Wheeyi this profit!

The home crowd began to boo.

Fall back, fall forward, etc. Do not hesitate to blame and hinder the play of Ho-young.

But the parties did not care.

picnic?

There was no such thing in mind.

Hoyoung's ears only heard the heartbeat.

"After, after, hoo ..."

A heart that will explode even now.

My breath was full and my legs seemed to be broken.

If you rank activity today, Ho-young might come first.

That's how crazy it was running.

The rest of the players do the same.

Casemiru, Brenu, Happina, Santoru, Fernando, etc.

Endured endlessly.

At this moment, for one counterattack.

"큭 ······."

At the moment, the pain as if stabbing the lungs came up to the pain.

It was much harder than it was against Bayern Munich, who had been in overtime.

Wouldn't this be extreme pain?

The body had already reached its limit, but it seemed as if the body was moving with only one mental power.

Determination.

It did not let go of the spirit alone.

The heart is pure but the body fierce.

Faaat!

Hit and run

Each time the defenders fell behind him.

It was then.

Scoop.

Looking at the front while digging in from the side to the center.

No more defenders remained.

On the right hand side, Santoru was trying to break through the box.

There are two options.

Give a ground ball pass to pretend to shoot, or vice versa.

Hoyoung's choice was the latter.

'Do it yourself.'

In front of the door.

Ho Young looked at the other side of the goal.

Diagonal shooting is a good choice here, but it was slightly more likely to be blocked by angle.

Incorrect force control might have hit the goal.

So Ho Young instinctively chose a different method.

Lean over your body and put your balance on the ball.

Last shot not looking back.

"!"

widely!

A ball exiting between the goalkeeper's legs.

It happened in a moment.

Aka know.

At that moment, the ball was pushed through the legs and sucked through the grass into the goal.

It was the first goal of São Paulo FC that went off 30 minutes into the match.

"Wow!

The game hasn't finished yet, but a loud burst of ground has blown out.

Who knows if you win.

But this goal was as valuable as it was, so it was only natural that the players of São Paulo FC were crazy.

This one goal was like a final goal in the quarterfinals.

Like a swarm of zombies, running across the ground, crushing the crush was not upset.

"Crazy! Put it in! "

"This monster!"

And Ho Young.

"Oh uh uh uh uh!"

Roaring around the ground.

Surprisingly, even though it seemed to fall down right away, I enjoyed the joy of turning the stands half a turn.

The figure was taken in full shot on the field camera.

Smile did not leave the corner of Ho Young's mouth.

With this one goal, we have almost reached the quarterfinals.

Nothing seemed to replace this joy.

Until the end of the ceremony.

However.

Joy never ceased.

[A-)

"··· !!"

The eyes turned alive.

For Ho Young, it was the first time in my life, and it was something I dare not think of.

'I'm finally ...

Manifestation of talent.

I thought it was male ruthlessness, and it is not.

Ho-young has been observing her peers for the past year and knew how difficult it is to develop talent.

Talent is the work of unleashing what is latent in the stomach, and it does not take how long it takes to manifest it.

How many months short?

Or finally, it could take years.

The result of the effort.

It is also A-class from the start.

'However, some people are soccer talents from the beginning and some are soccer geniuses.'

Talent manifestation did not seem to be C-class unconditionally.

Hoyoung was more questionable than anything else.

'Is it my talent? Or did you develop talents that were latent in nature? '

I do not know, but this was certain.

This is not the end.

Unlimited development potential is open in the future!

It was like finding a pearl bury buried in a pile of dirt.

This made it possible to arm more powerful mental powers.

In a fiery fight.

Late 80 minutes.

Beep!

The whistle blew, kicking off the half-line center mark.

The game was not over.

São Paulo FC were winning by 3-2 against the first leg, but the game did not end until the end.

The game will continue until the referee blows the final whistle.

Extra time is 3 minutes.

It was a chance to score one more goal.

However, if Fluminsi FC scores another goal here, the score will be 3 to 3 but he cannot reverse the game.

According to the principle of away goals, Sao Paulo FC, who scored in the away game today, will advance to the quarter-finals.

No need to go overtime.

In other words, two more goals have to be scored for the upcoming FC, so there has been no motivation or hope for the players.

Late 83 minutes.

Fluminense FC jumped into the field to join the attack, but was picking the stars from the sky to return the game to the yard.

No matter how hard I knocked, Sao Paulo's goal didn't budge.

The expedition team's defense spread the lake to the end and held it like an unshakable rock.

finally.

Beep profit!

Whistle sounded the end of the match, and São Paulo FC confirmed the quarter-finals of the Super Championship.

And another one.

[Choose the talent you want to covet]

Active Overlap (A-)

-Outstanding personality (B + 2)

Flexible Dribble (B)

Sharp Cross (B)

Compliant ball cutting (C + 3)

Organizational link play (C + 2)

Rhythmic flexibility (C + 2)

Neat Marseille Turn (C +)

Marcelo's talent succeeded in coveting.

Ho-young's mind turned to his outstanding personality (B + 2) without hesitation.

'When you meet in the next league match, you can bring a flexible dribble.'

At least two more encounters this season.

In that sense, Marcelo was a very good friend.

"Black ..... hazy."

Marcelo couldn't leave the field long after the game.

Unlike the cute features, only the desire to win was extraordinary. Moreover, today's game was almost like a win, so it was not easy to win the result.

"Black. Black ...

He buried his face in his uniform and shed tears like chicken poop.

Tears did not stop

'Oops. I should have been to the scouts. Ahhhhhhhh!

It was a moment when my stomach was burning.

Iii.

The palm of a young boy, stretching out in front of his face.

Woo Young's.

"you·········."

Surya.

Hoyoung took off his uniform and handed it to Marcelo.

"큭 ······."

Marcelo steals tears and woke up.

Thought to be comforted and comforted by Asians who thought it was easy everyday, it was the best humiliation in life.

But after the rain had hardened the earth, today's experience might have made him one step further.

Whether it's an inflection point in life or simply a nightmare is up to you.

The same applies to Ho Young.

It was a very good experience.

It seemed to memorize as long as it was the most intense match I have ever experienced.

"here······."

Marcelo rubbed the red eyes and squeezed out the uniform I had soaked.

If you are a sportsman, you should learn to lose.

And Marcelo admitted defeat.

Although he was displeased, he gave a handshake to Ho Young because it wasn't the end.

Weeping and laughing at one goal, they were soccer players.

After the game, Carlos's vocal voices came out of the expedition locker room.

"I fought well."

Other than that, I didn't say anything about the contents of the game.

Clearly, there were some things to fix and some things to fix, but he wasn't stuck enough to give feedback right away on this happy day.

The manager praised all the players.

I didn't forget to hold the mentality so that the players won't be too proud.

"I'm just sitting in the quarterfinals, so don't let go. There are a lot of important games left in the future. In addition to the national leagues, the weekly leagues will open in June, and the Latin American Champions League will start in December. I haven't started yet, so be prepared. "

I have a long way to go.

Thought already seemed to be sagging shoulders, but it also meant that there were many opportunities to grow that much.

'South American Champions League ······. You can meet prospects from other countries. '

If you have a high-end buffet right there!

There must be a collection of talents that must be gathered before leaving Brazil next year.

"And Woo Young."

At that time, Carlos finished his mental education.

"You bishop."

"You go out to the stadium."

"Why are the stands?"

"I didn't say that it would get in the way before the game, but four guests came from Korea. Go ahead. I still have some time to take the bus. "

"In Korea?"

Who has come when no one comes?

Ho Young went out to the stands.