095. Professionals are different (2)
"Waaaaaa!"
An enthusiastic response poured out onto the ground.
"¡Vamos Castilla!"
Let's go Castile.
They shouted cheering slogans and gave enthusiastic cheers to Hoyoung.
Early in the first half.
Hoyoung received the ball with his back to the defense and took off one defender with a dynamic Marseille turn.
Once there, the audience erupted in cheers.
And right after that, his unstoppable breakthrough made thousands of spectators get their butts off their seats.
Like a wild horse…
no, the boy was tamed.
Hit and run.
Even though I was running with the ball, the ball speed did not die.
There was no disruption in direction.
Even while running like crazy, the touch was precise and clean.
Zidane's unrivaled talent.
It was the result of making full use of ball control, which had reached the state of art.
It was a talent that a normal genius would not dare to handle, but Prodigy was different.
He was imitating Zidane.
Taaagh!
A long dribble.
In an instant, the defenders passed behind.
But the opponent was indeed a professional.
They had already established a tight defensive line in preparation for Hoyoung's breakthrough.
A glance.
In an instant, Hoyoung's eyes rolled to the left.
Top striker Jose Callejon was running towards the left front, drawing the attention of the defense.
Hoyoung did not miss that brief moment.
widely.
Hoyoung's choice was breakthrough.
I took a long dribble to the right again.
It was immediately after that that the shooting angle opened up.
and.
Bang!
'done.'
That moment of conversion.
An indescribable shiver ran through my entire body.
The goalkeeper couldn't even react.
Only the goal net was shaking as if it was torn apart.
Crash!
Although Hoyoung's shot was that powerful, it was because one of the defenders who was defending tightly to block the shooting angle was blocking his view.
That was Castile's first goal in the league.
Hoyoung's debut goal on the professional stage and the youngest scorer in the second division.
And it was the opening goal in the opening game that sent the crowd into a frenzy of excitement.
"Ooooooooooooooooooo!"
"Castilla!!"
The frenzied crowd was beckoning Hoyoung.
In response, Hoyoung ran straight to the corner and jumped high into the sky.
At the same time, both arms were stretched downward vigorously.
Wow.
"downpour!!"
"Oooooh!"
"Khahahahaha!"
The audience reacted dramatically to the ceremony, which they saw for the first time.
Culture shock.
It was quite a shock to them.
Isn't this a truly unbelievable situation?
A 14-year-old young Asian not only made his league debut in the opening game, but also scored his debut goal.
At the same time, the ceremony was prepared with great care.
I'd heard over and over again in the media that he was already handsome, but his looks seemed to shine even more.
Some people lost the popcorn they were holding while imitating Hoyoung's ceremony.
The funny thing is that such people are not the only ones.
Regardless of whether popcorn was falling on their heads or not, they just enjoyed the moment.
The fact that they come to the second-tier games means they are crazy about soccer.
And they are fascinated by Hoyoung as of this moment.
Some spectators were unable to recover from the shock for a while, covering their heads with both hands.
A thunderous roar shook the stadium.
Listening to it from outside the stadium, it felt like an earthquake had occurred.
The commentary was no different.
[¡Fantastica! ¡Fantastica!]
The narrator with a bushy beard kept repeating the same thing.
Because he saw the play right in front of him, he had nothing to say other than that it was fantastic.
Caster came to his senses and said.
[Is this how the audience felt when they saw Michael Owen, who debuted in the EPL at a young age and created a sensation, earning the nickname 'Wonder Boy'?] [¡
Fantastica! ¡Fantastica!]
[Ah hahaha! That's right! It is a goal that can only be called fantastic.]
[¡Fantasticaaaaaaa!!]
There is only one reason why they are going crazy.
This is because this is not a growth stage for youth, but the world of true professionals.
In the midst of all this, Hoyoung showed off his skills without fail.
The implications of this were quite significant.
He is not a prospect who can only be used in his own youth league.
As a result, Hoyoung was no longer an average prospect.
This one goal proved it.
"after!"
Hoyoung let out a heavy breath.
Hot air flowed down my neck.
Nevertheless, I felt refreshed as if my insides had been opened.
It was a satisfying goal.
'After all, soccer is best played when you score goals.'
But what's even more horrifying is that they haven't even coveted Ronaldo's talent yet.
No further explanation was needed.
Beep!
The game resumed and the ball was rolling.
And Hoyoung ran again.
Castilla took the lead early in the first half and had a much more comfortable game.
Using the team color 'Woo Ho-young', they launched various attack routes with Ho-young at the center.
As the atmosphere in the stadium heated up, the tempo got faster and faster, and Hoyoung's play shone more and more.
In particular, he was performing the free roll perfectly, energizing the Castile attack line regardless of whether he was on the left or right.
The tight pressure applied by Deportivo Alaves' midfielders did not have much effect.
Castilla's short and concise one-touch passes neutralized the opponent's pressure, and the switching of the wingers on both sides confused the opponent.
Coach Mandya's image of being satisfied with the game was displayed on the electronic screen.
[Director Mandya's expression has become much lighter. This means that the debut match is going well. Since it is also the opening game, it couldn't be better than this.]
[That's right. Coach Mandya's tactics are gradually becoming more consistent, right? Thanks to this, second-line player Woo Ho-young was able to have more space. This means that an environment where free play can be played has been created.]
[So, to put it simply, it is a virtuous cycle in which Woo Ho-young leads the team first, and the rest of the players who take the lead help Woo Ho-young in turn?]
[That's right. However, this is easier said than done. If an individual lacks competency, it can ruin the entire team. But he's very good at it. I can't believe you're 14 years old at all.]
[Haha. I think this will ease the controversy over Chairman Perez's lookism. Woo Ho-young is showing that he not only has great looks, but his skills are even greater, right?]
[He's the best. Both players and coaches.]
While the name 'Woo Ho-young' was constantly being heard in the commentary booth, Coach Mandya was smiling brightly and looking at Ho-young as if he were his child.
'There is no need for detailed tactics.'
It was his first time experiencing something like this.
Hoyoung, who had received an important mission, was opening attack routes wherever he could, regardless of whether he was left, right, or center.
His mere presence made Castilla's offensive line sharper.
'It's a freeroll itself.'
Is there any other youth whose free-roll tactics fit this well?
Freeroll is a role that allows you to maximize your world-class skills.
I thought it might be the most suitable position for Hoyoung.
'As long as he supports his stamina, he can be used as a key starter.'
At first, I was going to put him in a few games and let him play often if he was good, but now my thoughts have changed.
Hoyoung has already become an indispensable member of the team.
Therefore, I had to pay attention to my physical strength.
'For now, let's go wild until the second half.'
Meanwhile.
A fierce battle for the ball was taking place in the midfield.
In the end, it was Castia who won the waist battle.
Thanks to the enthusiastic support of the home crowd, they turned the stadium into their own stage.
It was around the 40th minute of the first half that the team clearly took control.
A situation that is no different from grabbing the other person by their hair.
The heat in the heated stadium became even hotter.
Just when it seemed like things were going to cool down, an admirable play broke out.
One hot game unfolded after another.
Some spectators were confused as to whether they were watching a first-team game.
Of course, their performance cannot be compared to that of the first team, but their passion and stadium temperature are not far behind.
Now was that moment.
widely.
Castile's second term.
Hoyoung's frown narrowed as he caught the ball.
At the same time, the once spacious space became cramped.
It was Alaves' response to not allow even an inch of space due to narrow defensive positions.
Andrea Orlandi, in charge of Alaves' third line, led the defense and protected the four-back defense.
He was a 23-year-old player and a veteran with three years of experience in the second division.
'His ability to use space needs to be suppressed early on.'
As a brainiac, he has been analyzing Hoyoung for a week now.
I must have invested a good 20 hours just watching the analysis video given by the director.
He was the one who classified Woo Ho-young's play type by situation and put it into his head.
Now, just by looking at Woo Ho-young's feet, I can get a general idea of where he will pass.
'Be alert. 'Coming soon.'
I don't know how much effort was put into today's opening match.
I could never easily back down.
Orlandi, sensing an ominous premonition, shouted loudly.
"What are you doing on the right!" Wake! The ball doesn't go to the right! "In times like that, don't let your guard down and close off the space!"
Orlandi's cries did not stop.
At the same time, the defenders' positioning changed all the time, and it felt like the defense was stabilizing due to good defensive coordination.
There were no visible holes as far as he could see.
The soccer ball was still rolling around meaninglessly in the Castilla camp.
It looked like the first half would end safely like this.
'Just one minute. All you have to do is block it for 1 minute. And we create opportunities in the locker room. There is still a chance for a comeback.'
If Woo Ho-young tried to break through, he planned to block it with coordinated defense and physical combat.
Although they said they were attacked by surprise at first, they were determined not to tolerate it any longer.
'You won't get hit twice.'
It was right then.
"!"
Hoyoung finally took his step.
[Woo Ho-young gives the ball to Callejon in front and runs to the front left. It appears to be targeting the back space. Are they trying to infiltrate by receiving a through ball?]
[For that reason, Alaves' defensive line is structured in an orderly manner. it's hard. You'll get caught in the offside trap. [Woo Ho-young] You must keep in mind that this is a professional league!]
Ho-young still showed unusual movements and advanced toward the defenders.
The target is left front.
In fact, breaking through there was like crossing a minefield.
Nevertheless, Hoyoung moved forward.
By the time they came into contact with the defensive line, the pace was slowed down, raising the tension to the extreme.
And that was then.
"!!"
Rapid development.
Hoyoung's upper body suddenly jumped to the right, like a cheetah that found its prey.
Striker Callejon, who was right next to him, slightly moved aside.
Then, an invisible gap appeared and the back space opened slightly.
In the meantime, Callejon's heel pass slipped out.
[ah! It's open! Woo Ho-young's penetration and Callejon's sensible pass opened up the back space! Was that movement earlier a smokescreen operation?]
44 minutes into the first half.
'what.'
It was a phenomenon that Orlandi had experienced for the first time.
I thought I was going to get caught in the offside trap, but I ended up getting caught in the offside trap.
I swear I wasn't letting my guard down.
It was a very small gap that was invisible to ordinary defenders.
'Obviously… I didn't see it.'
Space infiltration aimed at gaps.
That was because Orlandi had little experience dealing with this type of striker.
It was rare to find a striker of this level in the second division.
No, it was safe to say there was none.
There was no way he would have known how to deal with it.
'shit.'
It's like cutting your nose with your eyes open.
There was nothing I could do when it came to this.
I couldn't just sit back and suffer, so I had to do something.
I knew it was late, but I couldn't show myself giving up.
"Chase!"
Orlandi's cries spread towards the goal.
Alaves' defense team, including him, hurriedly followed Hoyoung.
In an instant, the audience's buttocks were shaking again.
"Uuuuuuuuu!"
"Let's score one more goal!!"
One-on-one chance.
Although the angle was not very good, Hoyoung had a confident face.
Ronaldo's teachings were telling.
'Stay calm.'
Hoyoung was calm.
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