My Girlfriend Wants Victory - Chapter 45



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After returning home, I spent time meeting acquaintances.

Well… . Even though I said I was an acquaintance, it was only the members of Geumsun High School’s soccer team, including Kang Chan, my father-in-law, and Chairman Hwang Geum-sun.

“Oh! It’s Son Jin-ho!”

“Jin-ho, please give me your autograph!”

“Oh, Germany is really nice. Your face is so bright.”

“Your face was originally bright. I’m pretty.”

Anyway, today was the day to meet with the Geumsun High School soccer team members. Kang Chan couldn’t join the meeting because he was playing in the Japanese J-League season. Thanks to that, I was able to have a more in-depth conversation with the other players.

“Rather, don’t your older brothers have better faces?”

The expressions on the faces of the soccer team members at Geumsun High School were generally bright. Last season, Geumsun High School won the King of Kings Tournament, and most of the third-year students went on to college or went straight to the pros.

I heard from CEO Hwang Geum-sun that the team is doing well this season as well.

“It’s all thanks to you. It was a short period of time, but I learned a lot. Thank you.”

Center back Kim Jae-hyun, who was selected by Jeju this year due to his performance last year and was able to go straight to the pros, said with eyes full of gratitude.

“Me too! Thanks to you, I got into the university I wanted to go to!”

“Honestly, at first, I cursed a lot inwardly because the training was hard… But now that I think about it, it was the day when my soccer skills improved the most. I was really grateful.”

“I don’t think I have any talent for soccer, so I’m going to train as a coach!”

After that, other players expressed their gratitude.

“… I’m sorry. I think I misunderstood something.”

And among them, there were people who awkwardly blurted out words that were either apologies or lessons. They were the children of parents who spread all sorts of false rumors.

At first, I was going to not accept the apology, but since we weren’t close anyway, I ended up accepting it.

‘Do you avoid poop because you’re scared of it, or because it’s dirty?’

If you harbor a grudge over this incident and spread false information on the Internet, it will only damage my image.

‘anyway.’

He coolly accepted the apology, but later on he said he would stop writing malicious comments and come to the police station.

I don’t want anything more than that.

***

As the day of the Olympic team call-up approached, we moved to the national team training center located in Paju.

Even though it was only four days before the second round of Olympic qualifying, only six people, including me, had joined.

“hello!”

“Oh, it’s Jin-ho?”

Before the players joined, I had a lot of conversations with coach Han Myung-bo, and we got along pretty well.

“You can’t make it to the final round?”

“It’s mid-season so Dortmund won’t want to let me go.”

I don’t think other people recognize me because my facial expression doesn’t change, but maybe it’s because I’ve been in Winter for so long with my cold-looking expression.

The emotions were clearly visible in my eyes, and coach Han Myeong-bo began to look at me in a friendly manner, unlike the other players, who did not seem to have a hard time.

Rather than just being difficult, it’s the juniors who try to be friendly with their seniors that tend to get liked the most.

“A soccer player is not just good at soccer. He must be respectful to the fans who cheer him on and those who help him.”

I nodded while listening to Director Han Myung-bo’s words. Director Han Myung-bo, as far as I’ve felt, seemed to value courtesy.

Once he thought of someone as his own, he had the tendency to take full responsibility for them until the end.

As a result, he seems to have become a symbol of network football.

‘But now I’m part of that network too?’

It was incredibly sturdy.

Well, that doesn’t mean there weren’t any problems.

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“Uh… I can’t play as a striker?”

It wasn’t a big deal.

“First of all, don’t feel pressured since we’re just testing it out.”

“No, if you play as a striker you can’t score goals.”

“What does that mean?”

Han Myeong-bo looked at me, and I stared at him. We were talking casually, but strangely, people around me were making nervous expressions.

“Coach, if you use the youngest striker, he really won’t be able to score. I heard before that he said he couldn’t score because it was too burdensome.”

Dongwon Tuna, who was selected for the Olympic team following the A-match, intervened and gave testimony(?) to coach Han Myung-bo.

“Is that true?”

For the first time since meeting me, Director Han Myung-bo’s eyes showed a look of nervousness.

I looked at director Han Myeong-bo confidently.

So, you’re not going to use Myeongbohyung?

“… Hmm. Where is the most comfortable?”

“It doesn’t matter if you’re a midfielder.”

As expected, that didn’t happen.

***

Finally, the call-up for the Olympic team players has been completed. Since there is no mandatory call-up, most of them, except for me, are domestic players.

“You’re not meddling?”

“So there was a reason the director liked it.”

“I joke around sometimes, but I never cross the line.”

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As Park Ji-song retired from the national team and coach Park Kwang-rae’s love for overseas players was causing growing discontent among the domestic players, many players were wary of me.

But I am a player who played in the K-League for 15 years. My identity was closer to the domestic faction than the overseas faction.

“What’s for dinner today, guys?”

“Isn’t that something the youngest should know?”

And since I was the only one called up as an overseas faction member, I tried to actively approach them, lead the conversation, and lower their guard.

“I told you, Jin-ho is different. I’ve never seen Jin-ho memorize a menu.”

There was also help from Dongwon Tuna, and thanks to their efforts, the atmosphere became more relaxed and full-scale training began.

“…Is the national team atmosphere that bad?”

I cautiously approached my training partner, Dongwon Tuna, and asked him about the senior national team.

“… .”

I quietly patted Dongwon Tuna on the shoulder, not saying anything. It seemed like the national team’s atmosphere was worse than I thought.

***

June 19, 2011.

Seoul World Cup Stadium, where the match between the South Korean Olympic team and the Jordan Olympic team will be held.

“Go South Korea!!”

The stadium was packed with fans as if it were a senior national team match.

“Gyaaaah! Son Jin-ho, fighting─!!!”

They were fans who visited to see Jin-Ho Son playing for Borussia Dortmund in the Bundesliga.

“…i envy you.”

“Wow… There’s a white person there cheering for Son Jin-ho too.”

“There are black people over there too?”

“… It’s a monthly fee.”

Seeing even people with exotic appearances calling out Son Jin-ho’s name made the domestic fans realize once again how great Son Jin-ho is.

“Well… you’re that good.”

“He’s good at it, but he’s not arrogant.”

“Last time, you carefully explained to me how I should move.”

The domestic faction, who had already spent time with Son Jin-ho over the past three days and had inwardly acknowledged him, nodded their heads.

They did not want to be treated as famous, they approached us first without hesitation and told us about their experiences in the Bundesliga.

“Brother, when you come to Germany next time, let’s have a meal together. Please seriously consider coming to Germany sometime.”

“… Will I be able to do well in the Bundesliga?”

“What are you talking about? You said you’d buy me a meal if I came on a trip.”

“Kids, I guess we’ll have to educate the youngest. Hold on to him.”

Although he would sometimes play mean pranks and get on people’s nerves, they were never pranks that would hurt their feelings. The people around Son Jin-ho were always filled with laughter.

When Son Jin-ho fell to the ground with his leg caught by Jordan’s foul.

“이런 개새끼가!”

The national team, including Cha Dong-won, was furious.

“Good.”

Han Myeong-bo looked at the sight with a satisfied expression. The Olympic team was becoming the one team he had been emphasizing so much.

***

[Ah! Son Jin-ho falls to the ground due to Jordan’s foul.]

[Huh? The national team players get excited and run towards Al-Jabbarat, who committed a foul!]

[Not only Australian referee Peter Green, but even Jin-ho Son, who had collapsed on the ground, got up from his seat and calmed down the excited players.]

└ Haha …

└ Still, I feel relieved when I see him like that. I was worried that he might feel awkward because of the big age difference, but it seems like he’s adjusting well.

└ If someone saw me, they would think I was Jin-ho’s mom.

└ Are you my older sister?

└ Most of the family history of J.R. Son Jin-ho is known, but they are trying to make a joke out of it.

└ Are you my girlfriend? Jin-ho Son is fast, so I’m one year older than him.

└ The famous sasaeng above, just block him

└ Oh my, having such a sasaeng fan, our Jinho must be having a hard time ㅠㅠ

***

As the excited players calmed down, the game resumed with a free kick from South Korea.

[South Korea’s free kick kicker is Jin-Ho Son. He is also famous for his kicking power in the Bundesliga, right?]

Son Jin-ho stood in front of the ball to handle the free kick himself. It was a slightly more advantageous position to kick the free kick with his left foot, but it didn’t matter.

[Yes, he is known to be a right-footed player, but he is equally good with his left foot.]

Because the Korean soccer world has a tendency to be obsessed with both feet, Son Jin-ho is also a player who is good at using both feet.

The referee blew the whistle, and Jin-Ho Son slowly ran towards the ball and hit the top of the ball hard.

Thud─!

A low shot went past the Jordanian players and into the net.

“Waaa …

The crowd that had been cheering for Son Jin-ho’s goal prepared for the celebration with the aforementioned expression as Son Jin-ho approached the corner flag while twirling his hands.

And the moment Son Jin-ho rose to the surface.

“Hoooooooooooooo─!”

Everyone, regardless of age or gender, came together and shouted for rain.

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