Chapter 60
Translator 8uhl
Chapter 60
Chapter Title The Eldest Son is Desperate for Soccer
Scottish striker Dillon Monroe was a worldclass striker.
In the Scottish Premiership, long divided between Celtic and Rangers, he had led Aberdeen to the title with insane scoring prowess before transferring to Arsenal, where he spent four seasons. Now, he was being called one of the Premier Leagues top strikers alongside Manchester Uniteds Victor Felicianno.
Having narrowly missed out on the golden boot last season, he was putting up numbers this year that made the scoring machine label seem understated.
Today alone, hed added two more goals, putting him five ahead of Felicianno.
Felicianno had already finished his 37th match, so unless he pulled off a double hattrick in the final game, it was out of reach.
This season was basically Dillon Monroes.
Or so it seemed.
But still.
A hattrick?
28th minute of the first half.
Dillon Monroe finally slotted home his third goal against our team.
It was a perfect strike that left even Ricella helpless.
After scoring, Monroe sprinted straight to our bench, slid on his knees, and let out a roar.
Youre fired, you bald bastard.
Thats what it felt like he was saying to our manager.
Sigh, yeah, whyd we let Cromwell go?
Honestly, it wasnt fair to blame Cromwell.
The problem was the manager throwing a guy coming off a slump and a longterm injury straight into a huge match like this.
A player whose match sharpness hadnt returned yet was about to become the scapegoat. If this went wrong, he might be on a permanent downhill slide.
We couldve ditched Habib and kept Cromwell for another season.
Hed done enough for that.
But no matter how you looked at it, the managers future didnt include Cromwell anymore.
Maybe this was his plan to ruin Cromwell and hang onto Habib.
Manager Rommel was stubbornhe wouldnt ask more than the role hed assigned, and once he brought in a player himself, hed try to make it work no matter what.
It had paid off big with some players, turning us into a Champions League qualifier, but that was the ceiling.
I doubt I was the only one thinking this.
Ambitious chairman Talik was probably on the same page.
Thats why he hadnt renewed early.
The key point was, to achieve anything, we at least needed that Champions League ticket.
Almost no top managers want a team that cant even make the Champions League. Players are even less likely.
Wait, is he pulling this shit just to flip us off since he knows the contract wont be renewed anyway?
I glanced at Rommel with a sliver of hope, but he just looked flushed with angerno sign of any dirty schemes.
Yeah, hes as responsible as he is stubborn.
So, responsibly take us to Champions League or get out!
I glared fiercely, then stood up and stretched unnecessarily to catch Rommels eye.
It was to appeal for a secondhalf sub, no matter what.
Seeing that, Izell Edward next to me started stretching hard too, like hed been triggered.
He wants in too, huh?
Ah, Im just... you know, in case. Haha...
Izell gave an awkward smile under my gaze.
Just be honest. You want to play.
Uh, well... yeah...
Seeing his shy grin made me chuckle.
Yeah, after scoring, hearing the crowd roar, and getting MOM, who could forget that high?
The manager smirked at me and Izell.
Youre amused? Huh?
But what?
Rommel suddenly turned serious.
What?
I saw Omar desperately clearing the ball out of play.
Then, behind it, a player on the ground.
Who?
Number 9? Cromwell?
No way...
First game back from injury, and he gets hurt right away?
Told you not to play a guy whose form isnt back... tsk.
Not the same injury spot, right?
It was the same spot.
The medical staff checked Cromwell and signaled for a sub.
Taeyang, get ready.
Yes.
It was the moment Id been waiting for, but I couldnt just be thrilled.
I watched Cromwell carried off on a stretcher.
Thirty years oldprime age, but also the age where its all downhill from here.
A longterm injury in that situation was bad enough, and now another one.
High chance of a steep aging curve now.
Too bad.
But pity was pity.
The pro world is cold.
I had to use this as a stepping stone, shine again, and claim the starting spot.
Play like a central striker dropping deep.
Yes.
IN 47
OUT 9
Oh, looks like Cromwells injury is serious. Yoon Taeyang is coming on in his place.
Back from injury and injured again right away. Unfortunate.
This is on Manager Rommel. Anyone who watched the first half knows Cromwells form wasnt fully back. Throwing him into this crucial match was the mistake.
With the score at 30 down, can Newcastle United pull something off? Well see.
lololol 3goal comeback? You think thats easy?
Was hyped af but this is how it ends
Honestly if not for Cromwell wed have kept it to two
Cromwell legit gave away two goals
Not fair to bash Cromwell, Rommel that dumbfuck playing a guy out of form is the issue
Fr real what was he thinking
Last three games the kids synced up crazy good and smashed Chelsea, why force Cromwell?? Wtf?
Rommel sacking vibes intensifying
They didnt renew early cuz they were eyeing his sacking already imo
Shoulda sacked him ages ago. Rommel aint championship material no matter how you slice it
Exactly. Can hold CL spot maybe but Newcastle aint Tottenham, moneys flowingkeeping Rommel was a joke. Build foundation with him then grab a winner coach, splash on transfers, go for title
What can Yoon Taeyang do vs Arsenal?
Funny part is what you expect from a 17yo? Lol big game variance possible
He balls out here? Holy shit hes legit
Bit early but god tier domestically for sure
Lmao already no one in Korea on his level kekeke
As Taeyang stepped onto the pitch, cheers erupted from the stands, if only briefly.
Young as he was, with 5 goals and 3 assists in 3 games, hed given crisisstricken Newcastle hope in the second half of the season.
Even trailing by 3, fans couldnt help hoping this kid might pull something off.
Under everyones expectations, Taeyang calmly scanned around and jogged to his position.
The game restarted with Arsenal throwing the ball in from the line.
Arsenals fearsome attack linenicknamed the DEL lineof Dillon Monroe, Erwin Betrancourt, and Liam Barrow was terrifying.
Their perfect linkup play and Monroes finishing had already bagged three goals, yet they pressed relentlessly, unsatisfied.
They seemed intent on putting the already shellshocked Newcastle out of their misery.
Liam Barrow holds it up and slips to Betrancourt. Betrancourt past Didashoots! Ricella punches it away! Oh! Dillon!! Shot!!
Ricella barely punched it clear and saw Dillon charging, quickly reset, and dove for another huge save.
Ricellas been incredible today. Without him, itd be five goals at least!
Ricella felt his calf twinge from forcing the move.
He shook out his leg, pretending it was fine, glared at Dida and Arnold, and booted it upfield.
Ricella launches it! Straight to the defensive line!
His kick dropped perfectly just in front of the backline.
A counter chance before Arsenal, with their high line, could reset.
Omar hustled to win it.
Omar grabs itIlkai Kozak charges in!
Ilkai Kozak was Arsenals lone worldclass centerback anchoring their otherwise weak defense.
He intercepted like a beast.
Omar snatched it but lost balance, awkwardly flicking it backward without recovering.
Yoon Taeyang takes it!
Taeyang, charging from deep, latched onto Omars pass and surged forward.
Kozak turned to block, but Taeyang was quicker.
Oh! He breaks through! Taeyang straight at goal!
How does it turn into a 1on1 like this?!
As he reached the penalty area, facing the rushing keeper, Taeyang calmly swung his left foot.
The keeper reacted instantly, shifting and grimacing.
The ball stuck to Taeyangs foot.
Taeyang grinned wickedly and rifled with his right.
Goal! Goal goal goal! Yoon Taeyang scores just a minute after coming on!
Lightning run and finish!
After scoring, Taeyang ran to the net, grabbed the ball, and sprinted to the halfway line.
Uncharacteristic for the usually nonchalant Taeyang after a goal, but enough to fire up the Toon fans in the away end.
They chanted his name and whistled wildly.
Taeyang waved to them.
Taeyang urging more from the fans!
Yes! Games not over!
Yoon Taeyang lifting the teams spirits!
Woah check it
Kids a beast
Yeah, not over till its over
Reverse sweep go!
Reverse vibes? Lol
Cap Arsenal aint sleeping, no reverse
Game restarted right at the halfway line.
Ten minutes left in the first half, plus the second half.
Twogoal gap.
Seemed doable, but wasnt easy.
To close it, we couldnt lose this momentumhad to push hard.
First, neutralize that damn DEL line?
Taeyang pressed Arsenal aggressively.
Their backline was so reliant on Kozak for defending that it was laughable, but their passing was toptier.
Quick onetwos, prepping to advance the ball.
No need to get dragged into that.
Defense or passing, it all centered on Kozak.
Get lost, you creepy fuck.
Nah, Im sticking by you.
Taeyang glued himself to Kozak, harassing nonstop.
Then opportunity struck.
No, why pass to me!
Despite seeing the intense marking, Arsenals defense still pinged it to Kozak.
Kozak twisted to receive, but Taeyang pipped him.
Yoon Taeyang intercept!!
Hes off again!
1on1 with the keeper! Yoon Taeyang doesnt stop, charges the keeper!
Taeyang oversteps to dazzle the keepers eyes.
Keeper stays cool, watches, sees Taeyangs balance tilt left, and leans that way.
In that instant, Taeyangs left clips the ball front, flicks right past the keeper.
With the keeper offbalance staring blankly, Taeyang taps into the empty net for his second.
Yoon Taeyang! Goal!
Goal! Goal! Goal goal goal!!!
The game was getting fun.