Chapter 103
Translator 8uhl
Chapter 103
Chapter Title The Eldest Son Desperately Wants Soccer
This wasnt some soccer gameit was real life, so keep hammering the same spot, and tolerance builds up eventually.
Chelseas attacks on Newcastles left flank just werent working anymore.
Murishi synced up with Lindeman and Albrecht.
Menendezs wide field of vision was proving effective at shutting down Chelseas offense too.
The one struggling a bit was Arnold, who was lacking a bit physically, but even he was holding on thanks to support from Menendez and Sanchez.
With Newcastle stabilizing, they started winning the ball back and pushing forward themselves, seizing the momentum.
Right in the middle of it, Yoon Taeyang got hold of the ball again.
Taeyang hesitated, scanning the situation, then broke out to the side.
His surging speed was too fast for any Chelsea player to catch.
Taeyang didnt usually sprint at full throttle, but once he did, he was blisteringly quickfew in the Premier League could match him.
Newcastle had worried that their stillgrowing Taeyang might strain his knees pushing too hard and get injured, but no one took better care of his body than Taeyang himself.
He only went allout when it was necessary, without overdoing it.
Just like right now.
In one burst, Taeyang raced all the way to the front line, then started hugging the corner flag line toward the goal.
As Taeyang teetered along the line, De Nuño came charging in from behind.
Taeyang feinted like he was going to take on De Nuño headon, then flicked the ball forward with his left outfront.
The low, quick pass went straight to Illinyu, who was charging toward the goal mouth.
Illinyu targeted the left post and unleashed everything he had.
The ferocious shot rocketed into the net, shaking it.
Illinyuuuu! Its a goal! Level! Theyve equalized!
Thats it! Thats Newcastle! They steal the ball and never waste a counter chance!
Heath Jonathan wiped his dry face, then pulled a nicotine gum from his pocket and chewed it aggressively.
He stared at the roaring Illinyu for a moment before signaling his players to stop targeting Newcastles left flank.
Exploiting a weakness that no longer worked would just hand the opponent counter chances.
From the restart, following the managers orders, Chelsea stopped going for Newcastles left.
They built up from the second line, probing gaps in the defensive line.
Thats when Lindeman and Sanchez really started to shine.
Both inverted fullbacks could support the center anytime and had the judgment to know exactly where to plug holes as needed.
They crisscrossed between the flanks and center, blocking Chelsea.
Menendez, too, showed a defensive side for the first time today for Newcastle, shuttling between the third line, second line, and in between.
It finally felt like Newcastles defensive setup was coming together.
Chelsea had no choice but to push their line even higher.
Deloah surged up to the striker line, Kozak and Orellena to attacking midfield positions, pressing Newcastle.
Deloah went berserk today, like he was shaking off all those past games where hed underperform against Newcastle and lose.
He slipped between Albrecht and Menendez, dragging Lindeman out, then slipped the ball into the space.
Siby took the sharp pass, spun, and charged toward goal.
Blocking his path was none other than Murishi.
Both players were winter transfers who had filled key gaps for their teams.
Belgiums hunter Siby moved toward the scent of goal, while Brazils young iron wall Murishi shuffled his feet to keep cutting off Sibys path.
Siby stuttered his steps, then quickened the rhythm for a leftward move.
As Murishis leg twitched, Siby faked with a quick offbeat and dove right.
Murishi immediately planted that leg, pushed off the ground, and stretched into Sibys path, perfectly poking the ball away.
As Siby tripped over Murishis leg, Arnold claimed the loose ball.
Arnold instantly passed to Menendez, who spun and launched a long ball forward.
Newcastles everimproving counter began.
Illinyu muscled past De Nuño and Kozak to win the ball, then passed right away to nearby Ledelry.
Ledelry took it and charged into the halfspace created by Illinyu.
Thats when Juninyu and Kaique blocked the space.
Ledelry chipped it over Kaiques head.
The sound of grass being trampled rapidly came from behind Kaique.
Kaiques spine chilled.
He turned lateTaeyang was already racing toward goal with the ball.
It was like a horror movie.
With ghostly movement, Taeyang took Ledelrys ball and took a few steps before spotting the keeper narrowing the angle, then lofted it up.
Taeyangs lob curled over the keepers head, bounced twice inside the post, and went in.
Waaaaaaaaah!
Goal! Yoon Taeyangs equalizer!!
Yoon Taeyang! Multigoal! His first multi against Chelsea!
As Chelsea fans jeered and the away Newcastle bench erupted, Taeyang stood blankly in front of goal for a moment, then clapped his hands.
Oh, right...
Those guys acted like enemies, but Id never scored more than once against Chelsea before.
Remembering that, Taeyang bolted to the goal, grabbed the ball, and sprinted to the halfway line.
Yoon Taeyang! Rushing to the halfway line. Did he finally kick into gear in the second half? Burning with winning desire!
About 15 minutes left in the second half.
Yes, plenty of time for one or two goals.
True. That goes for Chelsea too. No one knows the result until the final whistle.
The whistle blew again.
Chelsea attacked, Newcastle defended.
Deloah to Kozak, Kozak to Sereti, Sereti opened space to Siby, Siby shaped for a shotthen Deloah charged from behind for the shot!
Licella saves it!!
Licella easily palmed Deloahs shot away with both hands and booted it forward.
Illinyu headed the fastclearing ball to Yoon Taeyang.
Hattrick, hattrick!
Taeyang muttered hattrick as he ran.
He slipped between Juninyu and De Nuño with quick feet and fluid dribbling, rolled past Kaique, and unleashed a rightfoot shotit grazed just past the post.
Damn.
Was he rushing, or was it the cold medicine? His aim was off.
Taeyang scratched his head furiously and fell back.
Chelseas attack resumed.
Newcastle repelled it, counteredand thats how possession flipped several times, but no more goals came.
Time slipped away like that, leaving just over four minutes including injury time.
Taeyang scratched his head.
Sigh, weirdly, against Chelsea, the ball just wont go in.
Hed already blazed three shots wide.
All by a hair.
If hed just bent them a bit more inside, hed have three more goals.
Maybe from running so hard, but the meds were wearing off fast too.
His nose started running again, and a sneeze was building.
Hm? Blocked? Our turn.
Taeyang dashed toward goal again.
This time, he was determined to score, positioning himself.
Then opportunity came from an unexpected place.
Menendez ripped a longrange shot from the backit hit Destanoglus punch clear and flew toward Taeyang.
Taeyang quickly scanned around.
Not a single player was on him.
Taeyang pounced on the ball.
Shoot, shoot.
Thats when it happened.
Juninyu barreled in desperately, sticking to Taeyangs side, and De Nuño blocked his front.
Ah, tough to shoot like this.
Hattrick out of reach?
No, before hattrickeven a draw would end the halves.
That meant a replay.
Neither Chelsea nor Newcastle wanted that.
Cant let that happen.
Taeyang charged like he was taking on De Nuño, freezing his feet while passing sideways.
A nolook pass without glancing at the targetDe Nuño couldnt react in time.
The pass landed right at Illinyus feet.
Illinyu, with Kaique on his right, didnt care and swung his left foot.
Clang!
Illinyus shot smacked the post.
Ah, no good.
Replay it is.
In that split second, as everyone instinctively thought that, the ball ricocheted off the post, crossed the line, and went in.
Goal!
Its a goal!
Illinyu roared huge after scoring and did his celebration.
Ah, Chelsea players look utterly dejected staring at Illinyu.
Last goal of the match timewise. Already injury time? Ref wont add even a minute more, no matter how generous.
Just as the commentator said.
Chelsea rolled the ball weakly back to position, and the ref blew the final whistle right away.
Match over!
FA Cup 4th Round! Winner Newcastle United!
The moment the game ended, Taeyang collapsed onto the grass.
All the heldback cold symptoms from playing through hit him at once.
Hot Topic FA Cup 4th Round Chelsea VS Newcastle UTDNewcastle Wins!
Yoon Taeyang Leads Team to Victory with MultiGoal Despite Cold.
Heath Jonathan Our players were perfect I was the one lacking. But in the league, well win.
Artelli The goddess of soccer smiled on us. Soccer is beyond words.
Yoon Taeyang had a cold? Wild. Still multigoal tho
Thought hed hattrick, shame
Chelsea D is legit
Soccer Taeyang, Stamford Bridge still yours to claim
Prince Your Highness Take care while sick
Wanna nurse his cold
Hair color came out perfect Hows it suit him so well?
Wait for us Prince Highness Fan gifts arriving soon
Fan gifts? Lol
Woah, fan gifts like celebsidols get? Yoon Taeyang fanclub that big?
Past 100k members, no joke
A full week off after the FA Cup.
I rested two full days until the cold cleared up before heading back to training.
But...
Taeyangs mom! Think you need to take this!
A club staffer stopped our mom.
What now?
Whats this about?
Fan gifts for Yoon Taeyang piled up so muchyou should load them up before you go.
Gifts?
Gifts?
Maybe snacks from Korea?
Theyd sent a ton of Choco Pies before to share with the players.
Same as my past life.
Yep, snacks.
No, not just snacksall sorts of stuff shipped to Newcastle in my name.
Oh my... We cant fit all this in our car, can we?
The staff pulled out the gifts, a mountain of them, and gave an awkward smile.
Mom stared blankly at the gifts, then looked at me.
Taeyang, you see this? We could furnish a house with these gifts.
...Yeah.
No, what is this?
Why get all this stuff I never got in my past life?
Whats different?
Not bulking up wrong and looking like Ma Dongseok, not suffering so not aging, eating well and growing so skins nice...
Nah, apparently a lot different.
Anyway, how do we even take this home?