Douglas Costa.
Born in 1990, he was a promising Brazilian player who started playing soccer at the Sao Paulo FC Academy.
Not long ago, in a friendly match against CR Flamengo U13, he scored 5 goals in 15 minutes, and it was difficult to find a player faster than him in his age group.
Carlos, the coach of Sao Paulo U13, was not joking when he asked us to score ten goals.
Costa, the U13's ace, would be more than capable of doing that.
Moreover, the opponent was FC Shootol, which had just been founded.
I wasn't ignoring it, it was a natural thought.
'When I watched the play video, I saw that none of the kids had learned soccer properly except for that kid named Woo Ho-young.'
Even though it was a friendly game, Carlos had already finished analyzing the video of FC Shooting's play.
It was obvious that if they lost to a team like that, they would be devastated.
'Honestly, this is an opponent that doesn't need tactics.'
The age of FC Shootdori is 7 to 9 years old.
On the other hand, the average age of Sao Paulo U13 is 12 years old.
He was no match for either physically or in terms of experience.
"hey!"
Carlos called two players.
Douglas Costa, the core of the attack, and Casemiro, the core of the defense.
I told them each.
"Dougie. Don't overexert yourself, just think of it as a way to warm up. The important game starts in a week. Why not just score ten goals? Still, he has to live up to the name of a top prospect."
"It's a piece of cake."
Douglas made a characteristic mischievous expression.
"And Casemiro."
"yes."
"See that guy over there wearing jersey number 7? "You take charge of man-to-man today."
"A kid named Woo Ho-young?
"okay. "It will be an opportunity to learn something."
"What a chance! Are you saying I'm going to lose to that kid?"
Casimiro.
He was just as promising as Douglas.
Moreover, his pride was hurt when he was compared to Hoyoung, who was one year younger than him.
"He's excited. If you try it, you'll know. "If you don't concede a point, I'll take you to Disneyland in Korea right now."
"wow!"
After completing personal instructions, Carlos gathered the starting players.
"It's an 8-on-8 game. I know this because I've played it so many times that I'm sick of it, but this stadium is smaller than what we're used to. So we create opportunities with Wengerball in midfield. "I guess everyone understands, right?"
"yes!"
"And Golly. "Be careful of the half-line shot."
"yes!"
It may be a difficult order for ordinary elementary school students, but the Sao Paulo U13 players all seemed to understand.
'Oh yea. It's Disneyland!'
Casemiro, who will be in charge of marking Hoyoung today, looked at the other side and smiled brightly.
The shooters were relaxed regardless of the upcoming game.
"An alien comes down from the spaceship! Ha! Is! word!"
"Dbdbdip!"
"Giggle giggle! Seongjun was caught."
While the children of the same age were giggling and playing, only one child had a different mood.
Woo Ho-young.
'I think he's 15cm shorter than me.'
Whether he prevented Hoyoung from scoring or Douglas scored 10 goals, he could go to the amusement park as long as he succeeded in just one.
'Isn't it too easy?!'
"Dougie! "Let's destroy it!"
"of course."
Casemiro and Douglas, who get along well, entered the stadium already excited about going to the amusement park.
Beep!
The lead began with Sao Paulo FC.
[The historic match between Sao Paulo on the left and FC Shooting on the right has begun!]
[Ah, it is still different even if something is different. As soon as I start, I don't rush forward, but I pass methodically. Is this really because they are a world-renowned team?]
It was a very different atmosphere from Chaboom FC, Hallelujah CF and Seongnam Citizens Football Team that they had faced so far.
As it was an 8-on-8 game, the stadium was much larger than usual, but Sao Paulo calmly moved the ball in the center and took possession.
It wasn't a level of soccer where you just ran when you saw the ball.
Aside from the physical aspect, there was a difference in their intellectual level.
At first glance, there was no separate competition between elementary school students and middle school students.
[In the West, physique conditions are better than in Korea, right? This goes for both adults and children. The game may be difficult, but I think these experiences will actually have a very positive effect on our players.]
[That's right. Although Brazilians are not as tall as European players, their bodies are very flexible and resilient. It's not called samba soccer for nothing. On the other hand, look at FC Shooting Dori. Perhaps because it is winter, the ice is very thin.]
[What does this mean?]
[The player base is very thin. Unless you exclude Woo Ho-young.]
[Hahaha. Still, wouldn't there be a home advantage? Ah, the moment you said! Number 9 Douglas Costa drives the ball and attempts to break through!]
As soon as Douglas received the forward pass from midfield, he extended his first ball touch.
Immediately after, with his unique speed, he broke down the defender's defensive formation and at the same time rushed in front of the goal in an instant.
'what is this? 'Aren't they really bad at it?'
It was the moment when Douglas, whose mouth was raised at such a low level, hit an instep shot as the finishing touch.
Faaat.
"…?!"
Beep!
The ball, kicked low toward the opposite goal, rose into the air and crossed the goal line.
Before I knew it, a foot from the right blocked Douglas' shot.
"who is this?!"
Where Douglas turned his head, Hoyoung was standing with a grin.
"Tch. Consider yourself lucky."
Douglas, who had a unique competitive spirit, believed that he was just unlucky enough to not score a goal.
Until then.
However, after five minutes in the first half, Douglas, who was used as the lone striker, began to gradually become frustrated.
If originally expected, he should have scored two goals, but let alone scoring, the only record was one effective shot, and even that was blocked by Hoyoung's ball blocking.
'That guy. 'You play soccer a bit…'
At first, I dismissed it as a coincidence, but once it happened twice and it continued, it was hard to call it a coincidence anymore.
'shit!'
I was angry.
The market share is more than 9 to 1.
Sao Paulo was overwhelmingly dominating the game, but I was upset because no goal was scored.
And then it exploded.
"hey!"
"why?"
"You said you were a striker. "Why are you here?"
"What is he saying now."
There was no way that communication would work between Douglas, who spoke Portuguese, and Hoyoung, who spoke Korean.
Hoyoung said, pretending to pick his ear.
"You. No goal. "Today."
"what?!"
"haha."
Douglas got upset when I deliberately broke it down into words that were easy to understand.
This was his first humiliation in his football career.
It was impossible to suffer the humiliation of being completely blocked by an attacker who was not a defender.
'good. Do it right. The director told me not to overdo it.'
I was going to do it right.
And as long as the team was in control, a goal was bound to come at some point, so all they had to do was watch out for counterattacks.
'There's Casemiro in defense, so there's no need to worry.'
The problem is yourself.
'I make sure to put it in.'
Douglas blazed with fighting spirit and tightly knotted the laces of his soccer shoes.
That resolution came to fruition in the 13th minute.
fault.
The moment the shooting team rushed up to attack, Casemiro cut the ball and threw a ground ball forward.
Douglas stretched out his long legs and ran at full speed.
'done. 'It's completely pierced!'
The back space was empty.
A so-called perfect no-mark chance!
You will be able to easily beat the opposing goalkeeper who is already scared.
In other words, it is a situation where scoring is certain as long as you catch the ball.
'Gotcha…!'
however.
'… uh?'
fault.
Woo Ho-young.
At some point, Hoyoung, who had been settling down, suddenly snatched the ball and started driving the ball away.
'damn. Why is the striker always in the last row?'
Douglas sighed.
'If it's like this, I'll take it from you.'
When it comes to running, second is the sad Douglas.
I thought I could easily catch up with Woo Ho-young, who was running with the ball attached.
I didn't even know it was a mistake.
'what…?'
Douglas, who tried to compete in speed knowing he would win, lost to Hoyoung.
Anyway, Hoyoung dribbled like a madman and crossed the halfway line in an instant.
It was a complete defeat for Douglas.
"Ha…"
Douglas could only stare at Hoyoung's back as he walked away, unable to hide his sense of dejection.
He looks like a bulldozer.
"There's everything like that!!"
In the end, Douglas got angry and kicked the grass.
However, the game was resumed regardless.
[Oh… It was just dangerous. Does that player have a certain personality?]
[Hahaha. By the way, Woo Ho-young. Today I am showing a different side of myself. Until now, my specialty was mid-range shooting, but today I'm focusing on breaking through…]
[Ah! This moment you mentioned! Woo Ho-young! They rush towards the goal without hesitation!]
Hoyoung made a bold dribble and eliminated the opposing players in an instant.
It's like walking around with boosters on your feet.
'This is a complete scam, right?'
I felt like I understood Charminator's hit and run after using it myself.
'What is all this?'
From the moment I hit and started running, goosebumps started to appear all over my body and I couldn't stop shaking.
So how great is the talent of soccer players who are better than Cha Doo-rim?
'The kids just can't keep up!'
Before we knew it, there was only one defender left in the last row.
It was, after all, a familiar face.
[Casemiro]
Possessed Talents
-Soccer Gifted (B+)
-Ball Cutting (B) -Good
Ball Blocking (C)
(You can pursue one talent if you meet the conditions.)
(Condition 1: Succeed in solo breakthrough )
(Condition 2: Scoring)
Casimiro, a defensive midfielder and defender who will later join Real Madrid and a top prospect who will lead the Brazilian Seleção.
Hoyoung ran in front of him.
This was a double hit.
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