Chapter 84
Translator 8uhl
Chapter 84
Chapter Title HatTrick in Two Minutes
Newcastle United scores right from the kickoff!
Newcastle United has notched up plenty of goals within the first 20 minutes this season. True to form, theyve scored in this one too.
And the goalscorer? Yoon Taeyang, as usual.
Yoon Taeyang, you seriously insane?
Its cracked, but Man City are playing like total trash.
Holes everywhere, absolute sieve.
Taeyangs second in the EPL scoring charts
Leagueleading assists
Having easily slotted home the goal, Yoon Taeyang could feel it.
His body felt incredibly light, his senses razorsharplike he could pull off anything today.
These days came once in a while.
Days so light you felt like you might float away, where any skill would land perfectly, senses honed to a point where the ball touching his cleats felt like skin on skin.
Even in his past life, on days like these, everything worked.
People called these Yoon Taeyangs enchanted days, or the Taeyang of that day.
But today? It was next level.
Matty, whenever you get the ball, give it to me, no matter where I am.
Why? Let me do something for once. Every time I play, I cant score and end up looking bad.
Youre not the kind of guy who gets flak for a bad season, Matty.
True.
Ill set you up for an assist at least.
Alright then.
Silva shrugged and jogged back to position.
Next, he turned to Irinyu.
If you cant score, pass it to me no matter what.
No way.
Irinyu grumbled sullenly.
Whats with this guy?
Yoon Taeyang narrowed his eyes.
Being petty now?
Youre pettier. You invited everyone but me.
Taeyang sighed.
Ill invite you next time, promise. I hadnt called them once before.
Pinkie swear.
Pinkie swear.
Ill pass to you no matter what. Irinyu guarantees it.
Taeyang chuckled dryly, patted Irinyus back, and took his position.
The match restarted.
Newcastles up, and Man City look anxious.
They need to stay calm in this spot, but Man Citys players seem rattled. The vets need to steady the ship.
Alcaine, Luke Young, Carvell, and Ezequem were all just 21 at moststill kids.
Young enough to waver mentally and get swept up in the vibe.
Right now, they were filled with nothing but desperation to claw one back.
Desperation breeds mistakes.
And the crafty midfield maestro, Menendez, didnt miss it.
Menendez! Intercepts from Carvell! Straight pass forward!
The piercing pass sliced toward Taeyang.
Taeyang spun around Ezequem glued to his back, ball at his feet, breezing past.
Damn it...!
Seeing Ezequem bypassed so easily, Nenov rushed at Taeyang in a panic.
Taeyang tapped the ball ahead, pulling away from Nenov as he eyed the goal.
Hed cut outside to shake Nenov, so the goal was a bit far.
The angle was way too tight for a shot too.
But today?
Taeyang didnt break stride, whipping in with his left.
The ball curved massively, sailing past the keeper and nestling behind him into the net.
Splash!
Goal!
Not even two minutes in, and its two already! Yoon Taeyang is terrifying today!
At this rate, a hattricks on the cards?
As always, the Taeyang chant erupted after the goal.
He sauntered back to the halfway line, chant ringing in his ears.
That nonchalant attitudelike this goal was nothingstung Man Citys youngsters.
That bastard...
Ezequem was the most pissed.
Turning him into a clown, scoring, then acting like it was routine? Infuriating.
Eze! Stay cool! Dont get swept up, I said!
From the touchline, the coach barked at him.
Ezequem took a deep breath at the words and refocused.
Whistle blew, game on.
Man City played more cautiously this time... yeah right.
They went even more frantic.
Wide gaps, yet forcing passes forward, reckless charges.
Carvell, forcing it against Sanchez, lost the ball.
Sanchez fed it to Irinyu up ahead.
Irinyu shoved aside the physical Mia with brute force, spotting Taeyang.
Pass...
He loaded his toe and swung.
...ing!
Pass or shot? It rocketed toward Taeyang at insane speed.
Ezequem, eyeing the loaded straight ball, positioned to snatch it on first touch.
The ball met Taeyangs foot.
That power? No ones controlling the first touch clean, trap or not.
Normal players, anyway.
Taeyang turned his back to Ezequem, cushioned it softly on the instep, and lofted it over his head.
Ezequem, fixated on Taeyangs legs, thought the ball vanished.
!
Over! Its over your head!
At Nenovs frantic shout, Ezequem looked up to see it sailing behind him.
Meanwhile, Taeyang had spun away, slipping past Ezequem.
Still sloppy.
Hearing Taeyangs parting jab, Ezequem fumed and spun lateTaeyang was already a step ahead.
Mind racing.
Foul him hard?
Grab the jersey?
No.
Thatd play into his hands.
Ezequem just sprinted allout.
Grab him, you idiot!
Nenov yelled, but Ezequem ignored, chasing hard.
Taeyang eyed the goal, calmly struck.
Low and blistering.
Waaaaaaaaah!
No way... Yoon Taeyaaaaang!!
Goal! Hattrick in two minutes flat!
Unbelievable! Exactly 19 years ago, Sadio Mane set the fastest hattrick recordand Yoon Taeyangs just shattered it!
Taeyang, hattrick hero, started strolling to halfway like it was nothing.
Taeyaaaaang! My boy!!!
If not for that voice.
Taeyang turned.
Mom, right up front in the stands.
He bolted over, flashed a grin, turned, and pointed to his back.
YOON
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In that instant, every fan snapped pics like theyd been mesmerized.
Itd go down as the first ceremony in Yoon Taeyangs career history.
Yoon Taeyang, Newcastles young prince and the Premier Leagues most dangerous boyeveryones watching.
Other teams must be holding their breath, studying how to stop him.
Or maybe plotting to snag him?
Word is Newcastles prepping a new deal. Well see.
After dazzling Mom with the ceremony and heading to halfway, the game cruelly restarted for Man City.
Man Citys anxiety had vanished.
Replaced by fear and defeatism.
How do you handle that monster?
Berger read the mood.
Kids give up quick these days.
Hed grit his teeth and run harder.
Try something, anything, in this vibe.
But he couldnt blame them.
Even he had no answers here.
Man City passed cautiously, bunched up tight.
Less reversing the score, more avoiding another goal.
Attack! Everyone forward!
Artelli, reading it, leapt up, urging his players for once.
Taeyangs unreal show had them ripe for a thrashing.
Push them off the cliff into oblivion.
Newcastle players on Artellis cue pushed the line up, pressing hard.
Man Citys passive play, and first halfs already at seven minutes.
But hellish seven for them. Watch them flail under pressure.
The kids, finebut vets cant crumble. They gotta rally the team!
Man Citys vets were rattled too.
When was the last time City got pounded like this?
Most here, first time ever.
Even in their weak Champions League, never this bad.
Shaky standings? Now shattered.
Yoon Taeyang had no pity.
This time, he dropped deep, picking off Rozass pass.
Yoon Taeyang intercepts! Drives forward!
Stealing from Rozas, Carvell rushed ahead to block.
Taeyang lofted it long past Carvell.
Rodriguez closed inhe hit a Marseille Turn to evade, then Ezequem charged.
Taeyang kept speed, scissors dribble incoming.
Ezequem hung back, unsureTaeyang suddenly stuck tight.
Ezequem lifted a foot in shockTaeyang ghosted away.
Highspeed La Croqueta left Ezequem flatfooted he turned to see Nenov marking tight, relief.
Wrong movenot relief, link up defense.
PostCroqueta, no space for dribblesyet Taeyang in that sliver shuffled, toppled Nenovs balance, slipped through his legs, surged, and shot.
Out wide or keepers breadbasket wouldve been mercybut Yoon Taeyangs was low, fast, perfect corner.
Oh...! My God!
What... what is this!
Goal! Goal! Man City helpless before Newcastles young prince!
Four goals in 732! Cant believe my eyes! Voice shaking!
Wow... legit insane.
Even if Man Citys ass this season, not some pub teamfour in seven mins
God Taeyang Insane Taeyang Fuck Taeyang
Pity its not away, no pitch invasion
Lmao they should steal the stadium
Kids, four in seven minshow many in 83 left?
Roughly 48?
Man City down 520
Lmao basketball?