Shooting Trajectory is Visible - Chapter 64



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“ah.”

The second half was completely different from the first half.

It was past the 80th minute of the second half, but the score was still 0:0.

And I was making quite a few saves in this game, although not as many as in my debut.

As both teams became more aggressive towards each other, both teams had no choice but to become relatively weak in defense, which led to a slugfest.

If I hit you once, you hit me back.

The problem is, there were no fucking goals scored in the process.

The opposing goalkeeper also blocked the ball well today, as if he was possessed by some spirit.

Plus, they were lucky and Hannover’s attackers hit the goalpost a lot.

Of course I don’t have anything like that.

All of them were valid shots, and since the defenders also actively participated in the attack, he had to show off his skills alone.

Could this also be Yan’s test? Since Yan thinks I’m blocking too well, he’s curious about how far I have to go before I lose a point. So, to put it in a meme······.

Block this too? This too? Wow, it’s poisonous. Let’s see if we can block it even after having the defenders join the attack! It’s a bit like this···.

And usually, when a team invests a lot in offense, it needs to score at least one goal to make a profit, but Jan’s Hannover looked a bit unstable today.

If they had decided to reduce their defensive involvement and focus on offense, they should have scored at least one goal. Damn.

“Stick! Stick!”

I shouted and waved my hand.

This time it was the opponent’s turn to hit again.

Hannover attacked with flying colours and conceded a tactically vulnerable counterattack, with the opposition running down the flank, winning the challenge with Muramoto and then passing the ball to the empty attacker.

Even inside the penalty box.

Trajectories are created in an instant.

The trajectory was toward the center.

It was an easy trajectory to handle, but if I let my guard down, the ball could easily slip into my side and I could get eaten, so I lay down cautiously but quickly.

A dangerous one-on-one unmarked chance. I blocked it again. The crowd sighed in relief. Tens of thousands of people sighed at once, and the sweat dried in the cool air.

“Fuck. I told you to stick to me···.”

He got up from his seat grumbling.

I guess everyone’s lost a lot of energy because it’s the latter half of the game.

The opposing attacker missed his chance to score, so he knelt on the grass and pounded the ground with his fist.

‘I can’t stop being a goalkeeper because of this taste.’

Still, one reaction is delicious.

As the regular time flowed by, it ended and it was time for extra time in the second half.

It was Hanover time, so the A side was attacking hard.

In an attacking situation, the referee suddenly blew his whistle.

“uh?”

The audience’s thunderous cheers.

And the opposing players rush to the referee and make protest gestures.

This is 100% true.

“It’s PK!”

Ah. Finally!

After being idle for 90 minutes, I finally got something done!

I smiled broadly and picked up the water jug ​​next to the goal. I drank it refreshingly. A wind of victory blew around me.

‘Yeah. It doesn’t make sense to end it with just one point after all this fucking.’

And the penalty kick is ready.

The kicker is Toyhert.

Please, drink well.

The Toijerts missed numerous attacking opportunities in this match, but fortunately they avoided penalty kicks.

The opposing goalkeeper even read the direction, but Teutchert’s shot hit his fingertips and went in.

It was a really dramatic goal. A goal that came right before the end.

Naturally, the bench area was in chaos and the stadium was also in an uproar.

All the Hannover players got excited and ran towards the bench, and I also ran to the bench because I didn’t want to be alone in this situation.

‘Wow! I won!’

Let’s share the joy! I’m the one who won this game.

***

Hannover were in a literal festive mood after beating their equal-point rivals Karlsruher at home.

After the game, fans leaving the stadium chanted their cheers as they headed home, and the reporters who had been criticizing Jan Rytl for the change in captaincy restrained themselves this time and maintained a friendly atmosphere.

In the post-match interview, reporters asked Jan Lytl questions about his performance, tactics and the support of the fans, but the most common question was about player selection.

Questions poured in, especially about the goalkeeper position, which is a very hot topic in Hannover.

“The manager used Kim, the sub-goalkeeper, even though Chiller had recovered from his injury. I would like to ask about the reason and purpose.”

Hannover rose to 3rd place after winning this match. And since Jan Rytl was the one who created Hannover, the reporters were very careful with their word choice.

Jan Light replied as if nothing had happened.

“Chiller has recovered from his injury and is back, but he is not fully recovered yet, so we had no choice but to use Kim. As you can see from the game, it was a good choice.”

“Kim has already played in four games, including his debut. He was a substitute in the away game against Jean Pauli, but he has kept a clean sheet in all games so far. Is there a possibility that the starting goalkeeper will be replaced?”

The reporter who hit the nail on the head and the trigger of the current Hanover issue, Jan Rytl, furrowed his eyebrows. He looked like he was carefully choosing his words. Finally, Jan Rytl spoke.

“Kim’s performance is certainly impressive. After all, professional players prove themselves through their records. Kim is a goalkeeper with a promising future, but I don’t think he has surpassed Chiller yet.”

And then he continued speaking in a slightly grave voice.

“For the time being, I plan to keep an eye on both Kim and Chiller. Time will tell who is more suited to be the starter.”

The reporters were groaning.

Reporters carrying laptops typed quickly.

‘This is awesome!’

Jan Lytle’s comments were tantamount to declaring the competition for the starting goalkeeper position official. At best, it’s a competition between a 17-year-old kid and a 34-year-old veteran.

It was an uncommon situation, and the showdown between a newcomer and a veteran was a good topic that would burn brightly once it became a topic of conversation.

The story is perfect, isn’t it? A past hero who shared glorious moments with Hannover and is still a solid German man, vs. a rookie who just entered the sports world, who is not German, is quite young, and has just rolled in.

The reason this match was possible was because this rookie was showing overwhelming skills that could offset all of his shortcomings.

I don’t know who will win this fight.

Whether the rising star will win, or the veteran will burn through his last twilight to regain his starting spot, will likely be determined in the next few games.

Journalists who loved sensationalism spun the story to their liking and posted it on the Internet that night.

The next day, it was even published in the morning paper.

Naturally, all the articles depicted a confrontation between Kim and Chiller.

It was only natural that Hannover would be burning over this issue until the next match······.

***

Adults say that when you have great luck in life, everything goes well from start to finish.

The source of these words was Kim Min-seok, my father.

“Huh? This dad. Huh? He really is a very lucky man. Huh?”

When I went to Busan for a family trip, I was eating grilled clams while looking at the ocean.

The memory of that time was still vivid.

The night sea crashing. The full moon. People laughing and chatting among themselves. A large dog on a leash, being loved by everyone.

And most importantly, a few words of sermon from my drunken, red-faced father.

It wasn’t a story that could be summed up in a few words, but anyway, my brother and I were caught up in the atmosphere and just quietly listened to what my father had to say.

“This is life. When you think about what you want to become, everything that couldn’t be solved until now will be solved all at once. Huh? Do you know how your dad met your mom?”

It was a story I had heard more than 30 times back then. Now that the match against Karlsruher is over, I suddenly remembered those days.

Right now, it seemed like I was going through that ‘good moment’ that my dad was talking about.

‘It went too well. I didn’t think I’d be competing for a starting spot this quickly. I thought I’d have to wait at least until next season.’

Opportunity comes to those who are prepared.

He seized that slim opportunity and made it big.

If he hadn’t been able to participate in the Pokal Cup, which was a throwaway tournament, if Leo, who was Chiller’s sub at the time, hadn’t been injured, and if Chiller hadn’t hurt his ankle during the game later on.

If even one of these countless coincidences had happened, I would still be training hard in the sun-drenched training ground, waiting for the opportunity to come someday.

I haven’t played a single game so far. Thinking about it makes me shudder. It’s a world where I have achieved nothing since joining Hannover.

Just imagining it makes me feel gloomy.

“Son! Look at this! It already has 1.5 million views!”

My mother approaches me, lost in thought, smiles, and shows me her phone. It’s the YouTuber I met last time.

The YouTuber uploaded a video of his last meeting with the Hannover club.

Naturally, it was recorded at the top of the most popular videos in Korea.

It hasn’t even been 24 hours yet and I’ve already got 1.5 million views. I’m shocked. I’m getting the attention of South Korea. Oh my gosh.

Just a few months ago, I was only a hot topic in the high school league, but now I am receiving attention from all of Korea.

Wheeing-!

It’s been a while since my phone caught fire.

It’s not just family.

Suyang High School soccer team kids.

Kids in the same class.

Kids who had even the slightest connection with me.

Those kids were contacting me again.

‘I even got a KakaoTalk message from a girl who used to nag me about being my partner in elementary school…’

Even now, when I think about that girl, I get goosebumps.

Does it make sense to cry over becoming partners?

Thinking about it now, I should have cried with you.

At that time, I was so embarrassed and felt so wronged that my face turned red and I couldn’t say anything, but once I became famous, the situation was reversed.

Even the KakaoTalk message he sent was amazing. He even sent emoticons and pretended to be shy, so I think I should be the one to put the tombstone in him first, not Kim Shin-ah.

“Where should I look···”

As expected, Kim Shin-ah sent me the most KakaoTalk messages. I just ignored them.

Let’s scroll down on KakaoTalk and you’ll see people you should probably reply to.

Kim Jun-young. Go Young-jun. Han Seung-woo. Lim Seung-min. Other soccer teammates. Yoo Jin-ho and the coaches.

I replied to each one and touched my forehead.

“Let’s be humble. Let’s work hard. If we become complacent, this is where we will end up···.”

When I muttered to myself, my mother heard me and covered her mouth with her hand, showing great delight.

“That’s right, son. That’s the kind of mindset you should have in life. I really did a good job raising my son!”

“Well, that’s true.”

In fact, aside from Football Manager, my football talent is pretty mediocre, so I didn’t want to be arrogant about it.

With this kind of ability, my grandmother could have played in the Bundesliga too… Isn’t this a bit much? Anyway.

“Eww!”

I stretched out and lay down on the bed. Since it was a holiday, I wanted to just lie down and rest today.

*

It was when he was sweating bullets trying to win the competition for the starting position with Ron Robert Ziller.

Suddenly, head coach Elmar Barlemann called me.

“Kim!”

“yes?”

“There is someone looking for you.”

“···Me?”

Could it be that his mother came to the training ground? When he tilted his head, the head coach smiled and nodded.

“Take off your gloves and follow me.”

I took off my goalkeeper gloves near the goal and followed the coach. Since he didn’t tell me who was asking to see me, it was most likely an outsider and not someone from the club.

Who is it? Who could it be? Are there Korean reporters who have gathered here, inspired by my activities?

I entered the clubhouse building with a heart half filled with anticipation and half with worry.

And as we walked along the white hallway, we arrived at the meeting room.

The head coach knocks politely on the door.

And then go inside.

“I brought Kim.”

As I followed Elmare inside, I saw a familiar face. Jan Lytle. And sitting across from him was an unfamiliar foreigner.

I think he’s German. Who is he?

‘No, wait. I feel like I’ve seen this somewhere…’

As I squinted my eyes and examined the foreigner’s face, familiar yet unfamiliar, Ian stood up from his seat.

“Then, feel free to talk.”

“Okay.”

Does Jan use honorifics?

The man across from me certainly looked quite old. Jan grinned and tapped me on the shoulder as he left the meeting room.

“congratulations.”

“yes?”

Jan utters an incomprehensible sound and closes the meeting room door.

Now, there was only me and that foreign man in this space.

End

ⓒ Doctor Am

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