My Girlfriend Wants Victory - Chapter 26



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“Wow, that was a great goal!”

“Rico. You had a good pass too.”

I looked at the Schalke players and high-fived Rico Benatelli, who had passed the ball to me.

“Wow! Look at the expressions on Schalke’s faces. They must be really flustered.”

“You shouldn’t panic over something like this.”

The expressions on the Schalke players’ faces, who had been taking me for granted until before the game started, had changed.

Before scoring, the expressions were ‘An Asian is starting? Even Dortmund went as far as they could, you piece of trash.’ But now, the expressions are ‘What? That Asian guy is hitting better than I thought.’

By the time the first half was over, I wasn’t really worried because it would have turned into ‘Hyeeeeek! Korea’s soccer skills are world-class! They lost to Korea in the World Cup and were eliminated in the group stage.’

‘Ah. I’m hiccuping when I try to lie.’

Well… Honestly, I didn’t like the way people looked down on me because I was Asian, but I couldn’t help it. That’s understandable, there aren’t many Asian players playing in Europe.

If you narrow it down to players who are active enough to make a name for themselves, there really aren’t any.

By any chance, Park Ji-Song of Manchester United (not Manchester United) might be the most well-known to Europeans.

‘But wasn’t senior Park Ji-song also a person who received attention in his team? He’s famous for being a voice hero.’

In this situation, there were many times when I felt a unique gaze that was knowingly or unknowingly ignoring Asian soccer players.

Isn’t there a famous anecdote that Son Heung-min received offers from Blackburn and Portsmouth FC and went there, but was only allowed to stay in a guest house?

Perhaps, those clubs were thinking of recruiting Son Heung-min as part of their Asian marketing strategy.

Well… that’s the average view European clubs have of Asian players these days.

There is a reason why Asian players playing in Europe are so close.

Asians are sticking together because European kids are fucking around.

Well, unlike England, Germany has a positive view of Asian soccer players because Mr. Cha Bum-geun used to be active there.

‘By the way, he is truly an amazing person. He showed such activities at a time when the perception of Asia was worse than it is now.’

I took a surprise worship of Mr. Cha Bum-geun. Honestly, I think it would be okay to take a surprise worship of someone like him.

That’s because even now, thanks to his influence, his Dortmund teammates celebrate him as if he had scored a goal.

“Hahaha! You stupid Schalke guys! Hou isn’t the Chinese guy you knew!”

“This Hun bastard?”

I’ll give in a hundred times and tolerate Japanese sounds, but I absolutely cannot tolerate Chinese sounds.

“Huh? What did Hou just say?”

“I don’t know because it’s in Chinese!”

“Oh! I wanted to learn Chinese.”

I taught my stupid German friends a life lesson.

“China is fucking terrible at soccer, you idiots.”

“Aha! So you’re Japanese?”

“I’m Korean.”

“Oh! Korea! Kim Jong Il!”

“Idiot! That’s north! Hou is south! Don’t you know Ssamsong? Ssamsong!”

I sighed at the reaction of my German friends. Soccer is soccer, but this is the current reality of my home country, South Korea. In the future, K-pop and K-dramas will be popular and make us intoxicated with nationalism, but right now, they are less well-known than the absolute monarchy in the North.

After the ceremony, on the way back to the camp, I thought that I should work a little harder on soccer.

***

The game resumed with the referee’s whistle, and Son Jin-ho showed tremendous activity and was active on both offense and defense.

“Oooh─! That guy is a really hard worker!”

“Whewwow─! Little one! Smash those insolent Schalke guys!”

Dortmund fans cheered when they saw Son Jin-ho like that. There was no soccer fan who would dislike a player who devotedly played for the team. Especially the ultras (hooligans) who were so devoted to Dortmund that they would watch a youth game just because it was against Schalke.

“Give me the ball!”

Son Jin-ho ran backwards and requested a pass.

Schalke’s defenders were glued to Son Jin-ho as soon as he got the ball. Not only was his sharp mid-range shooting a problem, but they also realized that Dortmund’s build-up was happening at Son Jin-ho’s feet.

Son Jin-ho, who had the ball in his foot, raised his head and quickly looked around. He saw a player turning around and penetrating into Schalke’s back space while the defender was focused on him, and a player coming up to receive the ball.

‘Let’s break through.’

Between the two options, Jin-ho Son quickly decided to take the third path.

Although it seemed like a far-fetched attempt to others, Son Jin-ho was confident.

The numerous experiences he had accumulated in his past lives were telling him that it was possible.

As he slightly hits the ball to the outside right, the Schalke number 8 shifts his center of gravity. Son Jin-ho immediately retrieves the ball with his inside foot.

Schalke’s number 8 pauses while losing balance in a personal skill commonly referred to as flip-flop.

Son Jin-ho ran to the left, and Schalke’s defensive midfielder desperately tried to cover him.

He pretended to pass the ball and put it between the legs of number 6.

A huge crack appeared in Schalke’s defense as Son Jin-ho successfully broke through two defenders.

While Schalke’s center backs were marking Dortmund’s attackers, they were contemplating whether to run towards them or just mark the attackers.

Son Jin-ho shook the net with a surprise mid-range shot from outside the penalty box.

Son Jin-ho, who shook the goal net with a powerful mid-range shot following a fantastic dribble breakthrough, habitually started to run backwards while twirling his right hand with excitement welling up in his chest.

“Hoo …

***

As soon as the goal net shook, Midwinter jumped up from his spot.

“You. Number 24. Girlfriend?”

A middle-aged man with a fierce appearance and a bee tattoo on his shoulder spoke to me in the middle of winter.

‘Ugh… Is it because I suddenly jumped?’

At that moment, Han Gyul-woo’s face turned pale with fear as he was surprised by the sudden situation.

“Your boyfriend is fantastic! He’s fantastic! Look at those Schalke guys’ rotten faces!”

A smile spread across the lips of the middle-aged man with a fierce appearance. Feeling that he was not trying to harm her, Han Gyul sighed in relief.

“Okay, that’s it for the BVB

(Ole, now BVB is coming.)”

A middle-aged man with a fierce appearance jumped up from his seat as if it were the middle of winter and started singing Dortmund’s cheering song.

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“Okay, that’s it for the BVB

(Ole, now BVB is coming.)”

Other home fans also stood up and joined in the cheer.

‘Oh. The melody sounds familiar? Korea~ Ooooooooh~ Korea~ Ooooooh~’

The relaxed midwinter found itself singing along to the familiar melody that was ringing in her ears without her knowing it.

“Ohhhhhhhh~”

A Dortmund fan who saw this gave a thumbs up, and Han Gyul-woo, who was excited by this, sang a cheering song together with the Dortmund fans.

The moment Son Jin-ho lifted his body in front of the Schalke stands.

“““Hoo …

I followed Son Jin-ho’s celebration with Dortmund fans.

‘Maybe it’s my nature to be intuitive about games.’

So I enjoyed watching the game in the middle of winter, singing along with the Dortmund fans. When I came to my senses, the game was over.

‘Time flies so fast!’

***

After the match, the local Dortmund newspapers carried a small article about the Dortmund U-19 team’s match.

[Dortmund U19 Team Wins Against Schalke! MVP Son Jin-ho with 2 Goals and 1 Assist?]

└ Did you have a friend like this?

└ This time, I have a friend who came to Korea to study soccer!

└ Then he is not our promising prospect?

└ Our promising player is right. When his soccer study abroad ends, we have the priority contract rights!

[The second brown bomber from the land of Cha Boom, Son Boom! He even does a reverse driving ceremony and makes fun of Schalke!]

└ Uh… . Hmm. Isn’t it racial discrimination to include skin color?

└ It doesn’t matter since it’s not yellow, right?

└ Oh. Why is yellow a racist word? Yellow is the color that represents us!

└ He was a player who was a perfect fit for Dortmund.

└ Son Boom, that doesn’t suit you at all! What is this guy’s original name?

└ Son Jin-ho, the one in front is your last name.

└ Oh. It’s similar to Hungary.

└ By the way, isn’t your name difficult to pronounce?

└ The Dortmund U-19 kids called him Hou.

└ Oh! By the way, didn’t it rain heavily when this guy was having his ceremony?

└ It seems like Ego is quite pleased with the ceremony that he put his name in it?

└ From now on, let’s call it Hou too!

└ Damn! I saw this game in person and saw the future of Dortmund! Ho is a god! He is Dortmund’s Messi!

└ Isn’t that too much?

└ Hmm… Did Messi go too far? Anyway, it was the best!

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Without even knowing it, Jin-ho Son was gaining recognition among Dortmund fans with the nickname Hou.

***

Three days after the match against Schalke.

“Hey! Son Jin-ho, come quickly! If you keep doing this, you’ll be late for school!”

“Haam… I shouldn’t have just entered Kimnasium.”

I yawned and replied to Winter’s urging words.

In Germany, compulsory education is until the 9th grade, and the visa issue was resolved by the Korea Football Association, so I did not have to go to school.

I was worried whether Gyul-woo would be able to adapt well to school, so I decided to have them go to school with me until he made his professional debut.

‘But, when it comes to going to school, it’s annoying.’

As I leave the house, a cool breeze blows.

It was the beginning of autumn.

“By the way, it’s strange that the school year starts in September.”

Let’s look at the sky and talk to ourselves. Winter’s lips twitched.

“I know why you do that, but should I tell you?”

This is meant to be a question.

I quietly asked Winter the questions he wanted to ask. Winter answered with his chin raised high.

“We start school in September to avoid the busiest time for farms and factories!”

“okay?”

“Yeah. It’s the same reason why the season starts in September. Europeans see September as the start of the year.”

“I see.”

“Ssup… I feel like you’re not listening properly. You’re going to get in trouble with your older sister!”

What are you doing, sister?

I stroked Winter’s rat-sized head. Maybe it was because he was taller than January. His head was in a good position to stroke.

“Ah! Don’t do that because it’ll mess up your hair!”

As we walked for a while, bickering and talking with each other, a building that looked like a school caught my eye.

Because I chose the Dortmund Kant Gymnasium, which is located close to the stadium, I arrived at the school quickly.

“Ugh… I’m shaking. What if the kids bully me?”

Until just a moment ago, Han Gyul, a puppy who had no fear in the world, revealed his true colors in front of Kimnasium.

“Just tell me. I’ll take care of it.”

I lightly hugged Gyul-woo’s shoulder and went into the classroom, comforting her. The school took into consideration the fact that there were no Asian students, so Gyul-woo and I were assigned to the same class.

I smiled at Gyul-woo, who was swallowing her saliva with a nervous expression, and slowly opened the classroom door.

“It’s here! It’s coming!”

“Wow! It really was Hou who was the transfer student!”

“Whoo!! Whoo!! Whoo!!”

I’ve received countless requests to shake hands.

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