voice was so loud that
the club echoed through the hallway.
It was Coach Coleman's voice, not Kovacevic's or Aranburu's.
Five years ago, he was the youngest manager in the English Premier League and was known as the most upright soccer star in Wales.
That was correct.
However, there was one thing that was not properly known to the media.
Cookie monster.
People think that his nickname was given to him during his playing days because of his huge size, but in fact, there was a different reason.
"These scoundrels."
Coleman was like a cookie that fell apart when broken.
Normally, I maintain my composure, but once I lose my temper, it becomes very difficult to get it back.
Now was that moment.
Kovacevic and Aranburu.
Seeing them yelling so loudly and then not being able to do anything in the stadium made me feel like my head was going to explode.
I came out with a tactic according to their orders, but when I opened the lid, I realized it was a useless consideration.
In particular, I couldn't bear to watch Kovacevic's behavior, swearing at fans without even knowing what was wrong.
"This is why players need to start with character education."
"what?"
And the same goes for Kovacevic.
He could no longer endure it, even though he remained in the second division by renewing his contract for one year on the condition that his weekly wage not be reduced.
That's how the two collided.
Dissension.
The situation was resolved with the captain's dissuasion, but the team's discord soon spread to performance.
Since the start of the second half, Sociedad's teamwork has been inconsistent.
The long pass tactic, which was intended to win the game, kept getting caught in the offside trap, and the flow of the game was often interrupted.
As gaps appeared in various places, Castile's offensive power revived.
Castile's young players gained momentum and moved forward with the support of supporters.
Around 20 minutes in the second half.
By the time Castilla's additional goal was scored through an unusual build-up, Kovacevic had a blood clot in his neck.
"Ah-oh!"
And 30 minutes into the second half.
When Callejon scored the key goal, Kovacevic's expression crumbled like a piece of tissue paper.
It was from that moment on.
'You're left behind.'
20 minutes remaining.
Kovacevic set out with determination.
With the victory tilted completely towards Castile, the booing from the home fans continued.
However, with about 15 minutes left until the end of the game, Kovacevic began to show off his antics.
The reactions of the commentators were unusual.
[Kovačević has moved down to the second line and is joining the midfield. What is the intention?]
[I don't know. It seems like they're using the zero-top tactic, but I don't know why they're doing this now. As the half-court game continues to unfold, it seems like the intention is to make a decision and join the defense.]
Kovacevic, who should be in the center of the first line, kept going down as if he was a false nine.
However, given the circumstances, it wasn't a very strange picture.
It almost feels like the offense, who didn't show anything throughout the game, is trying to make up for it with defense.
And that was then.
"You fishy bastard. "How should I cook it for you?"
"what?"
The two men who clashed in midfield glared at each other.
It was Hoyoung Woo and Kovacevic.
"Just tell me to come out. "Before I end up with an 8-month injury."
"Is it time to take medicine? "Why is this happening all of a sudden?"
"Hehe. "Will you let me leave Spain like Korean Beckham?"
"I'm going to look at Gilipollas."
Hoyoung didn't shy away from a fight, as if the twenty-year age difference didn't matter.
Unlike youth, professionals are rough and persistent.
If you look down on me once, it will be a pain in the ass, so I had to be strong at first.
However, Hoyoung did not lose concentration and steadfastly performed his role.
Kovacevich became obsessed with this and followed Hoyoung wherever he went, engaging in a violent physical fight.
He was ready to commit a murderous tackle.
Then, an accident ended up happening.
Beep!
Hoyoung fell to the floor and the referee hurriedly rushed over and took out a yellow card.
The target is Kovacevic.
The reason was an extreme tackle.
Fortunately, there were no injuries, but the situation could have been dangerous enough.
Considering various issues such as home advantage, the yellow card seemed to be a slightly lenient decision.
[Isn't referee Angel a bit lenient?]
[I guess that's the case. If it had been an away team, there would have been a red card.]
[But don't you think the nerves got sharper in the second half? Did something happen at halftime? In particular, Kovacevic gritted his teeth.]
[Ah~ Meanwhile, Hoyoung Woo is preparing for the free kick. It looks like I'm going to kick it myself. The distance is as much as 30 meters.]
[That's right. But it's not a position where shooting is completely impossible, right? Sociedad's defensive wall has just been built. Hoyoung Woo is slowly helping… Ah! Swoouuuut!]
Cough!
[I shot him!]
The commentator's voice grew louder due to what happened so suddenly.
This is because Hoyoung's foot moved without even closing the ball, but in fact, the free kick can be taken whenever the player wants after the setting is completed, even if the whistle is not blown.
In other words, there was no problem with Hoyoung's free kick.
but.
Bye!
"Uggeggeung!"
The soccer ball kicked by Hoyoung hit Kovacevic.
The blow must have been so severe that Kovacevic immediately collapsed and lay down on the spot.
Holding on to a vital point….
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa just?
Kovacevic's face was as red as it could be.
I rolled around on the grass, writhing in pain.
This was because the shot flew without any time to cover the vital spot with the hand.
It was a eunuch kick.
[Oh… I feel like I've been fooled…?]
[Ah… Yes… Huh…]
The commentators were at a loss for words.
When standing on the free kick defense wall, you usually protect your vital area with your hands, but even so, sometimes you get hit.
Still, this was a scene I could hardly get used to.
Because as a man, I can sympathize with that pain.
At that time, Hoyoung ran over and patted Kovacevich's butt.
"Are you okay?"
"Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Dog top (доктор)! "Doktoooooop (доктор)!"
"…."
Kovačević was in such a hurry that his native language, Serbian, came out of his mouth.
A moment later, Sociedad's medical staff quickly rushed over to check Kovacevic's condition.
Meanwhile, Kovacevic continued to scream and struggle in pain.
"Aaaah!"
"Kovačević calm down. It's just a slight swipe. "Both are fine!"
"Oh my God…"
Only after the medical staff had finished speaking did Kovacevic let out a heavy breath.
Fortunately, it seemed to have only slightly grazed a vital area.
Eventually, as Kovacevic was taken away on a stretcher, Hoyoung stood in front of the referee.
"It wasn't intentional, but I'm sorry. Stop kicking too hastily…"
"Be careful next time. "I don't mind kicking without a whistle, but it could have been a big problem."
"sorry."
The referee ended the situation by issuing a caution.
It was judged that Hoyoung did not take the free kick with much deliberation and that it happened because he was taking the free kick in a hurry.
Since it happened quite often, it was normal to skip this level.
Above all, referee Angel Angel was generous.
Afterwards, a player was replaced from Sociedad and the game resumed immediately.
Sociedad, who was already in a bad mood, was dragged along by Castile and ended up conceding another goal just before the end of the second half.
Hoyoung, who provided the assist, had a satisfied smile on his face.
It wasn't just because of the assist.
'This would have been a good example.'
This was clearly conveyed to the countless players watching the game.
Even though he is young, he is by no means easy.
Making a killing tackle aiming for injury?
It was like declaring war that they would pay back double.
That was why he fired a precise and fast kick aimed at the lower groin of Kovacevic earlier.
How can you stand still when the enemy is shooting bullets at you on the battlefield?
Not falling for provocation and facing it with open eyes are two different issues.
So I shot.
Goja kick.
Shouldn't we at least blow up the mortar so we won't come across it again?
I thought it was better to be sure than to act half-heartedly.
Still, there was commercial morality between men, and the line was not crossed.
I didn't know that Kovacevic would flinch for a moment and feel a hint of anger… but
he would have definitely figured it out at this level anyway.
and.
"¡Vamos!"
"Castilla!"
The passionate cheers of Castile supporters warmed Hoyoung's back.
At the same time, rewards fell.
[Select the talent you want to pursue.]
-Excellent jumping ability (A-)
-Excellent heading (B+3)
September 16, 2007.
Today was the day I gained jumping ability.
On the other hand, it was a day that will be remembered as a nightmare for Sociedad fans.
Just four years ago, they were competing with Real Madrid for the championship trophy in the first division, but now they were beaten 4-0 by Real Madrid's reserve team.
Even at the home stadium.
"Damn it. 4-0? "I have never seen such a trash game in my life."
"Kovačević, this guy. I couldn't come to my senses until the end. "You've been going out too much these days."
Public opinion about Kovacevic was already not good.
Although he has been a player at the club for a long time, criticism of his attitude has been increasing recently.
High weekly wages, sabotage, discord among team members, game attitude, failure to attend training, etc.
There were many reasons.
Perhaps that's why there were some spectators who secretly felt relieved by his pain.
At that time, Kovacevic was receiving ice packs at a medical facility.
It was only after the pain subsided a little that I felt like I could live again.
"Oh, it's fine….both sides…."
I fumbled around and fortunately caught something.
Kovacevic sighed.
Then the face of that fourteen-year-old boy appeared in my mind.
Woo Ho-young.
When that face appeared in my mind, I felt a numbness in my lower abdomen.
The goosebumps all over my body wouldn't go away.
Usually, after being treated like this, you would think of revenge, but that wasn't the case at all.
I caught a glimpse of Kovacevic as he was carried out on a stretcher.
Woo Ho-young's face.
His face clearly showed concern, but it wasn't his eyes.
It was clearly a warning look.
"Urajil!"
If even one side had exploded slightly, it would have caused controversy and Hoyoung would have been responsible, but instead of it exploding, nothing happened, so he ended up embarrassing himself for no reason.
But I didn't really want it to explode…
But there was something else that was truly scary.
'That bastard… Did you intentionally avoid the vital spot and kick it?'
In that short moment, you kicked the ball quickly and strongly to the desired location?
It was a kind of warning.
Next time something like that happens again, I will blow it up mercilessly.
gulp.
Kovacevic's mouth went dry.
'You crazy bastard.'
I never wanted to deal with it again.
Because there's nothing good about dealing with a crazy guy like that in the last years of your career.
next day.
Kovacevic's funny face was captured when he was hit by the ball and spread to various portal sites.
Regarding this, Real Sociedad openly criticized Hoyoung, saying that the free kick was intentional.
However, Real Madrid took issue with Kovacevic's tackle and supported Hoyoung.
[Woo Ho-young, who was almost injured by Kovacevic's tackle, responded calmly to provocation and led Castile to a major victory.] As
articles like this spread widely, public opinion was formed in defense of Ho-young's actions.
Even if it was intentional, President Perez couldn't have been happier.
"If it was intentional, doesn't that mean the kicking power is that good?"
At the same time, he responded severely to Kovacevich.
"Let's use this as an example. Bad guys will only understand if you warn them."
"All right."
Politics through media play is his specialty.
However, it did not mean that the league would bury him or cause any significant disruption to the player's career.
How many players are victims of media play every day, and if they were to be harmed only by such things, there would be countless people giving up on soccer every day.
but.
Media play damages a player's image.
For example, if it is very severe, you may be disadvantaged in renewing your sponsorship contract.
Even Kovacevic didn't know that he had to be prepared.
'I think real is the same real.'
This was Perez, who tolerated people criticizing him, but could not tolerate scratches on his belongings.
And after that day.
There were very few people in the stadium who took Woo Ho-young lightly.
It was the beginning of autumn, signaling Hoyoung's full-fledged leap forward.
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