Shooting Trajectory is Visible - Chapter 115



Only Krnovel

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The preparations are complete.

Actually, there wasn’t much to prepare.

Just a few days ago, I was facing Lionel Messi and Kylian Mbappe.

Since we didn’t rest for a long time, but played a game once every three days, our performance was sharp.

“Phew···.”

I took a deep breath and smiled.

This air. This atmosphere. And that special heat right before the game.

The Heinz von Heiden Arena was already packed with nearly 50,000 spectators.

I was getting excited before the game by singing a special cheering song, and I felt the crowd singing my cheering song passionately before I even entered the stadium.

I pricked up my ears for a moment and focused on the cheering song.

[Kim Kim Kim, Der Beschützer von Hannover!]

[Deine Berührung, dein Blick, alles an dir macht uns stolz!]

[Die Fans werden verrückt vor Freude!]

[Deine Hände befriedigen alle Menschen in Hannover! egal ob Mann oder Frau, alt oder jung, ohne Ausnahme!]

‘So cute.’

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Roughly translated into Korean, it was like this.

[Kim Kim Kim, Guardian of Hanover!]

[I’m proud of your touch, your eyes, everything about you!]

[The fans are going crazy with joy!]

[Your hands satisfy everyone in Hanover! Men, women, old people, children, no one is discriminated!]

The last sentence was quite mischievous.

If a child who knows nothing hears it, they might just think it’s a line from a cheering song, but if a person with some intelligence hears it, they’ll understand it right away.

That it is an ambiguous expression.

The supporters probably put it in on purpose.

The term hooligan didn’t come into existence for nothing.

It may not be as extreme as the UK, but Germany is also part of Europe, so it has a lot more extreme fans than Korea.

But still… I can close my eyes and pretend not to know this much of a metaphor. It’s not a completely blatant, direct expression.

“Okay, let’s all go!”

We finally entered the stadium with Fischer’s applause. The Hannover fans welcomed us warmly.

Hannover had finally achieved promotion to the Bundesliga 1st division, which they had longed for, and regardless of the result of the previous match, everyone was excited as this was their first home match.

“Kim!”

And most of them welcomed me.

I waved to the fans as I passed by.

‘It’s a different atmosphere from the Olympics. Is this my hometown team?’

I think I understand why there’s a saying that even a shit dog eats half of what it finds in its own front yard.

It had been a long time since they had received such one-sided support, and the fact that it was a familiar stadium had a bigger effect on the players than expected.

‘Mbappe has all this and he’s already in the semi-finals?’

Great guy.

If we had made it to the finals, the referee would have secretly sided with France and it would have been very difficult for us, but in some ways, it seems like fate.

*

Frankfurt started the game strong and pushed hard.

As if to clearly show why they have been a fixture in the Bundesliga for so long, they had a lot of attacking chances early in the first half.

“Hey, you did well!”

I ran to Corsic and hit him on the back of the head.

Corsic was definitely in good form.

The opponent connected with a short pass right in the middle of the penalty box and even attempted a shot, but Corsic stopped it cleanly without me having to step up.

Frankfurt’s shot was deflected off Corsic’s foot and led to a corner kick.

The ensuing corner kick was also a waste of energy and the attack was wasted, and although it seemed like our counterattack was underway, Frankfurt continued to take the lead and threaten Hannover.

‘···What are these guys doing?’

This time a pretty threatening cross.

It was a solo chance that completely broke down Hannover’s defense.

If the opposing attacker had just gotten his foot in front, it would have been dangerous for me, but the opponent couldn’t shoot and instead deflected it with his butt.

Another player then tried to kick the ball, but the shot bounced off my body, which was already prepared.

“hmm.”

Each attack isn’t particularly threatening, but it feels a bit dangerous because they keep attacking.

The opponent’s corner kick follows.

The cross was a threat to the goal as the player, slightly out of the way of the marked, stepped up and crossed the ball into the goal.

of course.

“Tchcha.”

I blocked it lightly.

The Prophet’s eyes, which had improved since the attack was not very threatening, had not yet had time to confirm it.

It certainly seems to be a bit faster than before, but when will we be able to see multiple trajectories?

‘If the attack is too flat, will the trajectory only appear as one as before?’

Perhaps it will be a 1v1 solo chance, or one where the opponent thinks a lot and has multiple trajectories.

Of course, you have to face it yourself to know.

The attacks against Frankfurt continued after that.

Despite the 50,000 spectators booing loudly, Frankfurt did not give up the initiative in attack and continued to threaten Hannover’s goal.

And every time, Hannover’s defense came out on top.

‘I should like it···.’

How nice it would be if you did this more often? Did you feel the empty space while I was away?

Anyway, Frankfurt’s attacks were unfortunately all in vain.

There was no need for me to step forward, it was because Hannover’s defense was quite solid.

All I did was block the occasional attack that the defense missed, and most of those attacks came from easy routes, so it was easy to just dodge them.

Beep- beep- beep-!

“What? The first half is already over?”

What kind of case is this···.

Time really flies.

I stretched and headed to the locker room.

When I saw the players walking along the street, they were covered in sweat.

Among them, I’m the only one who’s fluffy.

Well, since the opponent had many opportunities to attack, I should have been covered in mud as usual, but our defense worked so hard···.

‘I feel a little embarrassed.’

It seems like everyone else has been through a lot in the battlefield, but I feel like I’m the only one who came out to the soccer club early.

*

At half-time, in the locker room talk, Yan didn’t make any tactical changes or offer any pointers.

Jan simply used his replacement card without saying a word.

Replaced the winger. Changed the striker from Toijert to Daniel Becker.

In the second half, three players, including the two wings and the lone striker, were replaced in an instant, and what kind of magic did Jan work? Hannover’s performance became like a different team as soon as the second half started.

Attack of Hanover.

Kick off Frankfurt.

However, kicking him out meant handing him over to our team’s player, and newly recruited Angelo Stiller did not miss this opportunity.

It seemed like he was going to leave for a moment, but then he briefly connected with Alex Scott, who was right next to him.

Alex Scott also took a short shot and faked a motion as if he was going to hit. The defender in front was fooled by it, and the ball was slightly floated between the two defenders and went to Whis Till.

Whis Till, who had been brought in to replace Gregor Keller, flicked the ball with his left foot before turning around and swiping it away.

The net shook and led straight into the goal.

“wow.”

This easy?

This was a development that occurred because Magician Yan replaced several players.

When the first goal was finally scored, the spectators jumped to their feet and waved.

This huge cheer. The roar. I clapped my hands and enjoyed it, but somehow, at this moment, I was envious of Whistle, who had scored a goal.

‘No matter how hard I try to stop it, I’ve never received such loud cheers.’

···I guess that’s something a goalkeeper has to endure.

But still, I don’t run around like field players, trying to die…

And the game that followed was still dominated by Hannover.

It was as if the first half of the game had been reversed.

‘What kind of game is this extreme? It needs to have some fun.’

I looked at Hannover’s empty defensive line and decided to tend to the grass inside the penalty box.

I pressed down on the worn-out grass with my feet, and even carefully worked with my hands in places where the ball might roll strangely.

‘I should do it when I have time.’

To some, it might seem like a very peaceful and carefree life, but for a goalkeeper, taking care of his own home is his duty.

If you leave the grass bare and the ball bounces to an unimaginable place, no matter how good your country is, you’ll get a goal.

“Yup. Yup.”

I worked hard to manage the penalty box, which was a mess from the fierce fighting in the first half, with the soles of my soccer shoes.

“Whew. That’s a lot.”

I’m done.

ah···.

What do you do now?

“Let’s expand it a little more.”

I didn’t forget to take care of the edge of the penalty box either. The game was that extreme.

“Did they skate here?”

The grass was exposed with dirt from the studs of soccer shoes. By the way, did the match officials just leave it like this during half-time?

It is regrettable that the management staff is neglecting their duties, but as a goalkeeper, I cannot just stand by and watch this happen.

“Yup yup.”

I filled in the turf by pressing down on it with my soccer shoes or by tamping it with my hands.

“Hey Kim! What are you doing?”

Then, some of the spectators nearby approached me and spoke to me. I gave them a thumbs up and answered.

“I’m doing house repairs.”

“Oh. That’s thorough. But is that okay? What about the goal?”

“As you can see, it’s fine.”

Well, there are goalkeepers who shit during the game, so this is an overkill.

And then.

“Waaa …

Cheers so loud it hurts your ears.

I checked the front and it looks like Hannover has scored another goal.

You did a great job. Should I give you a sticker?

*

“No, isn’t this a bit too much···.”

The grass inside the penalty box was maintained so well that it was almost meticulous.

But it doesn’t come at all.

Half court game.

Hannover was beating their opponents one-sidedly.

How on earth? Considering Hannover’s usual performance, it’s ridiculous, but they managed to do something so difficult.

‘I feel a little bad about receiving 6 billion and just standing in front of the goal.’

Even a pass miss that almost led to a counterattack by the opponent was stopped by a neat tackle from Alex Scott.

Hannover, having won the ball back, attacked, attacked, attacked again.

It was such a fantastic performance that I couldn’t even remember the first half. The 50,000 spectators were cheering excitedly and eating delicious-looking food.

“Wow, shit···.”

And Daniel Becker’s backheel shot.

It is also called a no-look shot because it is a shot without looking, but the problem is that it becomes a goal.

Ken Muramoto, who started on the wing, cut through the flank and passed a direct ball to Daniel Becker in the centre of the penalty box, who sent it into the far post with a sensational backheel shot.

The goalkeeper could only watch as the ball rolled by, but the opposing goalkeeper was caught in the crossfire by the completely unexpected backheel shot and froze like a stone statue.

“Of all the Hannover games I’ve been to, this is the best.”

Has Hannover ever done this well?

50 million euros, that’s a lot to spend!

Hanover continued to attack after that.

There was even a time when they almost scored an additional goal.

I was so bored watching that I thought about doing chin-ups, but then I stopped.

If you do chin-ups, you are literally mocking your opponent. There will probably be articles written about you and a lot of bad things said about you.

“Um, um···.”

However, it’s not like the opponent didn’t catch the ball at all.

There were also times when he caught the ball and crossed the center circle.

The problem is, I couldn’t even get close to the penalty box.

I took good care of the lawn, but it doesn’t seem like I’ll be able to use it.

‘The lawn care worker was a nice guy. He helped me out.’

I wandered around the goal.

My feet hurt when I stand still.

Gulp gulp-

Since I was thirsty, I took a sip of the water I had placed near the goal.

And then I waited a little longer.

Still, I hope Frankfurt will have an opportunity to attack at least once.

Could it really end like this? Hey···.

Beep- beep- beep─!

But my expectations were betrayed.

I won the second half without doing anything. I was stuck in the goal like a totem, so the game was won…

‘Even the first half was full of pointless attacks, and even then the defenders were so good that there wasn’t much to do.’

I walked to cheer on the players who were burning their bodies during this game. By the way, should I take a shower? Hmm…

“Hey! Corsic! It’s hard to look at your face! Good work!”

Corsic was drenched in sweat.

And then he scanned me up and down.

“I forgot about your existence, Kim. By the way, you’re so fluffy.”

“Thanks to you… haha.”

“i envy you···.”

Jan must be Jesus.

He shows off the miracle of earning over 100 million won a week by standing with his back to the goal, but how can this not be Jesus?

‘Ah. By the way, I didn’t see the improved Prophet’s Eye in this match either.’

Well, there’s the next game.

Before I went into the locker room, I seriously thought about whether I should spray some water on myself. If everyone else was drenched in sweat and I was the only one who was drenched in sweat… I really didn’t like that.

End

ⓒ Doctor Am