Romantic on the Field

57.

“Jamie, how are you today?”

A few days ago, Jamie was called by director Charlie after a long time.

what else to talk about I went to his office slightly nervous. But in the office, there was not only coach Charlie, but also head coach Milo.

“great.”

It was difficult to clearly grasp the intent of the question, so Jamie gave a vague answer.

“ha ha ha. It seems so.”

Charlie smiled and looked at Milo next to him.

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Milo nodded, eyes wide open.

It seemed like a sign that I could speak.

Indeed, after confirming this, Charlie turned his head back to Jamie.

“Have you noticed anything different in the last few games?”

“…”

felt.

But Jamie didn’t pretend to know right away and waited for Charlie’s next words.

“Unlike in training, I did not give detailed instructions to the players in the locker room before the game. To be precise, he didn’t say anything about the development of the attack. What do you think is the reason?”

It was literally.

To be exact, it was like that before Preston and Blackpool after Ned Keating was recruited.

“adaptation?”

“right. ha ha ha We waited for new attack options to take hold. Actually, it wasn’t easy from the coaching point of view, but there was nothing I could do but believe in the player and wait.”

Yeah, that’s what it was. Jamie smiled lightly as his vague assumption turned out to be reality.

“Until now, Stoke City had only one attacking pattern. Jamie, you single-handedly started running from the half-line and broke through four or five defenses to score. No player can do that for 90 minutes. No, even if you do, if you do that every game, it will spread before half of the season is over.”

That was right.

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Last season, stamina was Jamie’s only weakness. Because of that, I couldn’t start every game. They either skipped a game or played for 45 minutes, 30 minutes, and 15 minutes, ‘save–to follow Brian’s expression, like eating caviar’.

“But I called you like this because I thought I could play the game while adjusting my own pace. New attack options seem to have taken hold, and Jamie seems to have gained some stamina.”

Over the past year, Jamie has been doing extra strength training almost without missing a day. Thanks to that, except when the schedule around Boxing Day is tight, my stamina has risen to the point where I can play as a starter in every game.

As Charlie said, it would be unreasonable to beat the opponent’s defense and score a goal alone for 90 minutes, but with Ned Keating coming in to ease the burden on the attack, it didn’t seem like a big deal.

“How can I do it?”

“Yes.”

of course. Jamie replied that he could.

And the result…

[eee-YEEA! ]

He played as a starter and scored the opening goal.

without consuming almost no stamina.

“Ha ha ha! Did you see our tiki-taka!”

What is Tiki-Taka? Charlie’s cry made Jamie burst into laughter.

Early in the match, the score is 1 to 0.

The start was good.

But carelessness was forbidden.

[If you score three goals, you can score four goals. Besides, we have Marlon King. ]

Before the game, manager Tom Cleverly had a lot of words.

I didn’t know his ability as a manager, but it was a team that was in the Premier League until last year. Stoke City, who had just entered the Championship, were an opponent that could not be ignored.

Indeed, as Jamie expected, Watford did not collapse like this.

To be precise, the ‘King of Watford’, Marlon King, constantly tried to attack.

whoa-oh

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Marlon King’s shot flew over the post. Despite Vincent Errero’s tenacious defense, he even connected the gearco shooting.

First half 20 minutes, 30 minutes. Supported by a solid midfielder, Malone continued to break through and shoot.

However, it was not connected to the goal.

‘Let’s score one more goal before chasing him.’

If the equalizer was scored now, the game could have flowed into a slugfest. It seemed safe to score an extra goal before the first half was over.

“Harry!”

He raised his hand to Harry, who caught the ball below the half-line.

He listened well and passed right away, and Jamie, who caught the ball, started to climb on his own.

Brian on the left, Keating behind him, and Robin ahead.

‘New attack options.’

Recalling that sentence, Jamie passed to Brian before reaching the opponent’s penalty box.

It’s not just that Ned Keating can break through or shoot himself.

“come out!”

“Cut the angle!”

In the past, when Brian got the ball, the opponent only had to watch out for his long-range shot or pass to Jamie.

But not anymore.

“back!”

“Stuck to the side!”

I had to pay attention to the kiting that went around the back.

Took.

Brian, who had waited until Keating had sufficiently overlapped, pretended to give it back and gave it back to Jamie.

The eyes of the Watford players turned from Brian to Keating, then from Brian to Jamie.

In the meantime, Jamie has already completed the preparation for the shooting.

The distance from the goalpost is at least 25 meters.

A distance where you cannot rush to shoot.

“It’s a fake!”

“Watch out behind you!”

It could have been natural for the Watford coaching staff to anticipate the pass.

Besides, isn’t it Jamie who used to enjoy shooting fakes?

If you pretend to shoot and connect to Keating or Robin, who infiltrate, it could lead to a more obvious opportunity.

Per-billion.

But Jamie fired the shot.

As if there was no need for that.

As if I could definitely put it at this distance.

“…!”

The ball flew in a straight line towards the top right corner of the goal the moment it left Jamie’s feet, without much rotation or change in movement.

[ eee-YEEA! ]

The ball then went right into the net.

“crazy······!”

“That makes sense! That stupid bastard!”

Brian and Robin, who were in front of me, turned their heads in shock.

“hahahaha.”

Jamie burst out laughing.

The cheering Stoke supporters, the expressions of the teammates mixed with joy and astonishment.

It was a sight I would never get tired of seeing.

**

The first half ended shortly after Jamie’s wonder goal.

The score is 2 to 0.

Watford started the second half with their entire line up.

However, only Malone in the forefront played in a lower position than in the first half. It was because he kept getting pushed back in the one-on-one confrontation with Vincent and Mutombo.

It was something that could hurt his pride, but Marlon didn’t care. Because the team was more important to him.

“king!”

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Malone attempted a mid-range shot from outside the penalty box or stabbed a pass to a penetrating teammate.

However, 2 percent fell short each time. A shot with a good course narrowly missed the goal post, and when he tried to put it into the goal post, he was hit by Vincent or Mutombo’s body. A through pass to a teammate was cut off a step or two before every time.

‘Just a little bit more…!’

10 minutes, 15 minutes, 20 minutes…

Time passed helplessly.

And in the 35th minute of the second half, he eventually went up to his original position.

It was with the intention of aiming for a loose ball after creating a chaotic situation by putting the ball close to the goal.

Fortunately, fellow midfielders immediately grasped his intentions and continued to attempt an early cross.

[because, perhaps]

[Because you are the only one who can save us]

[and in the end]

[You are our king]

With time running out, they are losing by two goals.

Even in a hopeless situation, Watford supporters beyond the goalposts were singing his cheering song.

[You’re the only one who can save us]

[You are our king]

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Marlon wanted to repay their support.

As they said, they wanted to save ‘us’.

And 40 minutes into the second half.

The opportunity finally came.

As a colleague’s pass hit the opponent’s foot, the trajectory changed, so he unintentionally took a shooting opportunity from a good position.

‘This must be put in!’

That’s what he thought, but he tried to respond as calmly as possible.

relax your body action is simple. In step, as if lightly pushing.

[eee-YeeeA! ]

A giant defender who was invisible appeared before he knew it and started sliding, but the ball narrowly passed his foot and shook the net.

[King! king! ]

[You’re the only one who can save us]

[You are our king]

In an instant, the chicken meat spread from the nape of my neck to the tips of my arms.

‘yes.’

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Marlon raised his hand.

where i am is here

**

But, unfortunately, it didn’t turn the game around.

It was because after conceding the chase goal, Jamie scored his third goal after single-handedly overcoming three defenders.

[Stoke City, 3-1 win against Watford FC, who put forward a ‘counterfight’ ]

[‘Another’ hat-trick Jamie Lee. With 13 goals in the league, widening the gap with second place]

[Watford FC coach Tom Cleverly said, “The result is disappointing, but I will humbly accept it. I want to thank the players who struggled despite being inferior.” ]

ㄴ [ Coach Tom Cleverley applauded the players even in defeat. ]

ㄴ [ ‘I showed the dignity of a king’, Marlon King shone alone in the midst of defeat]

“Sigh.”

Standing in front of the front door, Marlon sighed.

[‘I showed the dignity of a king’] Malone King shone alone in the midst of defeat ]

Even so, it did not prevent the team from losing.

‘What is a king?’

I sighed again. Despite his wife’s objection, he stayed with the team, but suffered a crushing defeat from the team that had just been promoted. He had no choice but to blame himself.

“what. What are you doing not coming in?”

I was blaming myself while looking at my cell phone like that, when the front door suddenly opened.

“···uh? Just checking something.”

“It’s cold at night now. Come in quickly.”

His wife rolled her eyes.

“Yes.”

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Marlon entered the house, watching her.

“…what about Rio?”

“I just fell asleep. Are not you hungry?”

“It’s fine.”

“It’s okay. You ran full time. You should eat something.”

The wife rolled her eyes once more and walked to the kitchen.

After a while······.

“It’s done. Hurry up and eat!”

my wife shouted from the kitchen. Marlon went to the kitchen and sat down at the table.

“…you don’t eat?”

“I have gained too much weight. Eat alone.”

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Marlon looked down at the food on the table in silence. It was a dish called Bangers and mash, served with sausage and mashed potatoes.

“Eat quickly.”

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Marlon hesitated for a moment, then took a fork and took a bite of the sausage at his wife’s mouth.

“delicious?”

it was yummy.

“yes.”

“thank god. hahahaha.”

The wife smiled brightly.

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Marlon was confused whether it was okay to laugh at him. So I just ate sausages in silence.

“honey.”

“…?”

Soon after, his wife called him again.

“It was good. That, a player who does Lee or something.”

“···yes.”

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Marlon’s shoulders went down.

“Stretch your shoulders!”

Ta-evil!

At that moment, his wife’s palm hit his shoulder.

“uh?”

“Today was great. I wasn’t pushed that far by someone who did something like that. No, honey did much better in my eyes.”

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Marlon looked at his wife in bewilderment.

“So straighten your shoulders. Because honey will always be my king.”

“…”

“And! Shouldn’t we show Leo the image of a confident king? uh? Shouldn’t the king be shrugging his shoulders like that?”

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Marlon looked down at Bangers and Massey.

For some reason, the sausages and mashed potatoes were blurry.

“Eat more quickly.

said the wife, holding Marlon’s left hand.

“yes.”

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Marlon answered briefly and picked up the blurred sausage with a fork.

‘Next time, I’ll definitely win.’

I think so in my mind.

**

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Meanwhile, at that time.

“Well? what are you doing?”

Jamie was scratching his ears.

“Nope. My ears suddenly itch.”

“Oh, isn’t that otitis externa?”

“hahahaha, no. It’s fine.”

He said it was okay, but Hannah suddenly became serious and searched for ‘otitis externa’ on her cell phone.

“Look at this. If done incorrectly, it can even lead to hearing loss! See you tomorrow at the hospital!”

“Because it is not. ha ha ha.”

Jamie couldn’t help but laugh at Hannah’s fuss.