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The ball drew a more beautiful trajectory than usual and was sucked into the goal.

[eee-Yaaa! ]

“That crazy bastard!”

“Another wonder goal. hahahaha!”

Teammates ran straight to Jamie. It was to slap him on the back and tousle his hair.

However, after he performed the original goal celebration, he immediately changed his stance when he performed a ‘cradle celebration’ in which he shook his arms from side to side with his arms folded.

Right around there, they waved their arms together and joined in making the cradle.

“Uh ha ha ha. What is that.”

“Your father doesn’t have much. Liman, Liman!”

The Stoke City supporters following the away match burst into laughter.

‘One goal now.’

On the way back to the seat after all the goal celebrations. Jamie muttered once more as he looked at the signboard.

He wasn’t going to be satisfied with just one goal.

Exactly, I didn’t think we could beat Swansea with just one goal.

A loss in the last League Cup match, and Ned Keating’s rapid growth, conceding the opening goal at home.

It was a self-evident fact that Swansea, with these three factors overlapping, would come harder.

And in fact, the game went that way.

“It’s Keating again!”

“run!”

“GO! GO!”

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Ned Keating started running again, and the Swansea supporters, who conceded the opening goal at the start of the match, started to rampage even more.

“Keeting! Keating!”

Conscious of Mario running diagonally ahead, Ned Keating just ran straight to the penalty box.

Two-Duc. Then, reaching the front of the penalty box, he stripped the running Ralph off with a phantom dribble.

“Hit it!”

Swansea supporters shouted again, and Ned Keating hit a shot.

puck-

If it was Vincent Errero earlier, it was Mutombo this time.

He threw his body and blocked the shot with his face.

‘It’s scary, it’s scary.’

Jamie shook his head.

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Ned Keating, who broke into the Stoke camp alone and then fired a powerful shot, and Mutombo, who blocked it with his face, were so jingle.

Swansea’s attack is not over yet.

The throw-in landed on Ned Keating, and Harry pressed him hard.

However, this time Ned Keating’s choice was to pass instead of break through.

After passing the ball to a player in front of the penalty box, he penetrated deep to the left.

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Mario and Harry, who thought it would be a 2-1 pass, hurriedly followed, but the Swansea midfielder, who received the ball, pretended to pass and shot directly.

Whoa-Ooh!

The ball skimmed past the crossbar, and Swansea fans let out a sigh.

“Ralph!”

Eventually, the coaching staff called Ralph.

“Come down!”

Ralph was demoted to the position of defensive midfielder.

As a result, Stoke City’s formation changed from an asymmetric 4-5-1 to a 4-1-4-1.

‘Hmm······.’

This inevitably increased Jamie’s burden of developing an attack.

‘I wish I had one more player to carry the ball…’

In the second half of last season, Harry played a part in that role. But now he couldn’t afford it. It was because there was no right winger, and it was because it was too much to keep Ned Keating in check.

‘The only players who can carry the ball are Jack and Brian.’

Jack, who just received the goal kick, was driving the ball himself.

Jamie went downstairs to meet him, saw the defenders following him, and swerved and ran towards the Swansea camp.

And that became a signal. Brian and Robin, seeing Jamie’s movements, also sped up and started running towards the Swansea goal.

‘You do it. Come in some more.’

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Nearby midfielders and defenders are all attached to Jamie. In other words, there were no Swansea players around Jack now. In this case, Jack had to carry the ball himself and move forward.

Fortunately, Jack wasn’t a blind player at all. He continued to climb without slowing down, and eventually reached the space in front of the penalty box.

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Now was the time to choose.

Is it Brian moving from the flanks to the center, Robin nestled in the penalty box, or Jamie wearing a bunch of marks?

“jack!”

Jamie decided to ease Jack’s troubles. It came down slightly and gestured for a pass.

The moment Jack made the pass, he felt two players following him from behind. Jamie received the pass as he headed east of the basket, then pretended to turn left before swerving the other way.

That move knocked one out, but there was still one left.

Took.

Beating the remaining one wasn’t difficult either. Jamie turned and passed the ball through his opponent’s crotch.

It was a technique called nutmeg, also known as ‘knowledge’.

Wow – the crowd let out sighs and exclamations.

Jamie, who passed the two in an instant, weighed whether or not to hit the shot.

‘If I hit it now, it will be blocked.’

Judgment was made right away.

There are three or four defenders in the penalty box right now. I didn’t have to look up to check. Because I already had all the stadium information in my head.

“Jay!”

At that time, I thought that Robin would openly pass in front of the defenders, but at some point, he ‘hook’ and penetrated backwards.

A player who scored double-digit goals last season with a single line-break.

His penetration had no choice but to draw the attention of the defenders momentarily.

‘done.’

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Now, the shooting opportunity is open.

‘Thank you, Robin.’

This time it was the right foot.

He almost twisted his ankle to spin the ball, and the ball flew to the right, avoiding the defenders, and at one point curled into the goal.

[ eee-YEE! ]

Swansea fans sighed and Stoke fans roared.

Jamie turned and ran toward the relay camera.

The first goal was Yoram Celebration, so now it’s time to do it for Hannah.

He was about to kiss the camera, but suddenly he thought that was a little too much, so he just kissed his hand and turned away.

‘Well?’

Then I met eyes with Ned Keating standing tall on the other side.

“…?”

Jamie frowned, wondering why he was doing that.

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Looking closely, he was smiling.

with your mouth open.

‘…Ugh, goosebumps.’

Jamie quickly turned his head and ran his arms down.

Afterwards, he celebrated with the team, and soon the game resumed.

“Ned!”

In the 39th minute of the first half, when it was nearing the end, he called Ned Keating from the Swansea bench.

‘Do you want to raise it?’

Jamie glanced at the technical area.

Indeed, as expected, Ned Keating’s position has changed from fullback to winger.

Two goals were conceded in the first half. If you allow one more goal here, the will to chase may disappear altogether, so you put your hands on the Swansea bench before it’s too late.

‘If this happens, it could be a real slugfest…’

As for the content of the game, Jamie’s predictions were pretty much right. In terms of percentage, it’s about 80%. This was possible because I had the experience of running almost all major stages in Europe as a so-called ‘world class’.

And if it was not a simple prediction, but an uneasy premonition, the probability of being correct was more than 90%.

[ eee-YAA! ]

Five minutes later, Jamie sighed as Ned Keating scored a mid-range goal from 25 meters.

It was a strong kick with the left foot outside, but the ball was out of reach for the goalkeeper, regardless of its trajectory or speed. As a goalkeeper, it could be called an irresistible or catastrophic shot.

Beep-big.

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Moments later, the referee called the first half over.

The score is 2 to 1.

It was a satisfactory achievement for Stoke.

“I will be honest.”

In the locker room of the visiting team, coach Charlie floated his luck with an expressionless face.

“At this point, I didn’t think we were winning.”

And he was really honest.

hahahaha. A few players let out small laughs.

“Ha ha ha.”

Director Charlie, who spit out the words, burst into laughter along with them.

On the other hand, Jamie felt like sighing again.

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“Okay, since we’re winning anyway, let’s move on to the second tactic.”

Second tactic? Did we have anything like that? Jamie then tilted his head slightly.

“Robin. Good job. In particular, you played a big role in the second goal. In the second half, Mikel comes in instead of you.”

“···Yes.”

Robin seemed to regret not being replaced, but he tried to manage his expression.

“Michelle. Your job today is simple.”

Charlie said that and turned his head to look at Milo behind him.

“When the ball comes flying, I jump as hard as I can. Then he drops the ball to Lee. That’s all.”

What is it, can I say it openly like that? I thought so for a moment, but luckily Mikel didn’t seem to care. No, he seemed rather happy. It was because from the second half of last year’s league, he couldn’t play because he was pushed by Robin.

“great. The second half is going a little more like Stoke.”

Charlie took the floor again.

“Be like a man, let’s go simple.”

Then he grinned, showing sparse teeth.

“ah.”

The locker room conversation seemed to be over, but Milo took a step forward, as if he had suddenly remembered something.

“Let’s do a surprise attack like men.”

**

As the second half begins, Jamie glances off the bench.

‘Let’s do a surprise attack like a man.’

What kind of manliness is surprise? Jamie had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing.

‘If we score another goal here, Swansea will lose their will. At the same time, the opponent is in a state of high medicine. Did you score a goal almost at the start of the first half? Same goes for the second half. If you try to surprise them at the start, they will most likely be eaten.’

The ‘surprise’ Milo mentioned was a detailed tactic using the human telephone pole Mikel.

It seemed that there would be no difficulty in trying it because it was a method that I had practiced several times at the training ground.

‘Is it now?’

Jamie’s gaze moved from the bench to the rear.

‘It’s now.’

After seeing Vincent Herrero catch the ball, Jamie went over to the Swansea side.

Two-woong.

Immediately, he fired a long pass towards Mikel, and Mikel, surrounded by two defenders, actively tried to fight without being fouled.

Jamie pretended to go to a header race together, and at one point, he stopped as if he had stepped on the brakes.

Fortunately, the human telephone pole faithfully fulfilled its role. He managed to get the ball through the air through two defenders.

‘done. Now grab this…’

A brief moment of two seconds, maybe less than one second.

Suddenly, Jamie’s vision and thinking expanded.

As if I stopped time and took a close-up of the surrounding objects one by one, everything became clearer.

Of course, Jamie’s psychic powers didn’t come out of nowhere.

I just meticulously memorized the positions of the players on the field and the distance from the goal post, and at this moment, that information was revealed in a very intuitive form.

In fact, when a Japanese broadcaster analyzed the brains of Xabi and Iniesta, the two remembered and recognized almost all information in the stadium.

So was Jamie now.

‘The goal and the distance, 25 meters? Thirty meters?’

It seemed to be about that much.

Then it was worth a try.

Took. Time started to pass again. Mikel, who won an aerial ball, dropped the ball in front of Jamie, and Jamie connected it with a direct shot.

pug.

The ball landed right on the instep.

The moment it hit, Jamie was sure of the goal.

[eee-YEEAH! ]

“You crazy bastard!”

Soon, the cheers of the Stoke fans and the shouts of the teammates behind them proved that fact.

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