Chapter 40
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Translator: Silver Dragon
Chapter: 40
Chapter Title: The Granada Mountains Look Beautiful in Red. -2
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Song Yu-na stroked her full-term belly while watching the Real Madrid versus Granada match.
Amazing goal. Alfredo Talavera the goalkeeper couldn't even dream of moving.
Truly, a brilliant goal. With a fake pass motion, he fooled the defense in one go and carved out shooting space. Of course, Roberto Fabianski's movement was excellent beforehand.
"Woooah! Goal! Daddy scored a goal!"
"Wow. Young master really knows how to play soccer."
"Ha. If he just picks up fewer cards from there, he'd be perfect."
At Jesus Joo's request, Kim Doo-sik and his wife Jung Soo-yeon were by her side, prepared for any contingency.
They watched the new mother with warm smiles.
"Yu-na auntie! When can I see Goal?!"
While Kim Doo-sik and Jung Soo-yeon gazed at Song Yu-na with warm smiles, their daughter Kim Hye-na toddled over, grabbed her knee, and asked.
Song Yu-na smiled sweetly at the adorable Kim Hye-na as she replied.
"After about twenty more nights of sleep, you'll get to see Goal."
"That long?"
"Does Hye-na want to see Goal soon?"
"Yes! I wanted a little sibling like Kiara, but Daddy wouldn't let me! Once Goal is born, Hye-na will be the big sister, so I'll take great care of Goal!"
Jung Soo-yeon, watching the scene, shot a playful glance at Kim Doo-sik.
"Hye-na wants it, so how about we light the fire just once today?"
Kim Doo-sik paled at his wife's words and desperately avoided eye contact, racking his brain to change the subject.
Just then, Jesus Joo tearing through Granada's defense caught his eye.
"...Oh! Jesus, go for another goal!!"
At the sight of her herbivore-like husband, Jung Soo-yeon's lioness switch flipped on.
"...Oh ho?"
In the end, that evening, Kim Doo-sik dragged his exhausted body home only to face a mandatory bedroom battle with his wife Jung Soo-yeon.
"Daddy! Are you hurt somewhere?"
After Jesus Joo's opening goal, the game's getting rough.
Jesus Joo's hat-trick prediction seems to have riled up Granada.
Whistle!
"Boooooooooo!!!"
Ah. Jesus Joo goes down again from Granada's rough tackle. The ref issues a warning to Granada center back Edson Álvarez.
"Don't harm the body of God, you bastards!!!!"
Boos rain down on the Granada player for fouling at the Santiago Bernabéu.
Really touching.
Is Jesus hurting touching?
No way lol First time commentating, let it slide. Dude probably doesn't even know what he said.
Scene showing how much love Jesus Joo gets at Real Madrid.
Ah lol that's what he meant
Thought he was an anti-fan lol
Great! Thankfully, Jesus Joo shakes it off and stands.
"Madrid, Madrid, Madrid, ¡Hala Madrid!"
"Y nada más, y nada más, ¡Hala Madrid!"
"Vamos!! Jesus!!"
Home fans applauding Jesus.
Wow. Passionate home support from the home team.
Why does this guy commentate so soullessly?
Lol no soul damn it lol
Ah lol laughing at commentator's voice instead of the match lol
I went down from Granada center back Edson Álvarez's rough tackle. Thanks to Madrid's clear weather, the retractable roof of the Santiago Bernabéu dome was open, letting me gaze blankly at the blue sky.
Staring at the sky, I took a moment to reflect.
"Suddenly, sensei Inzaghi's words come to mind."
"Football is a sport of chance and flow."
"Flow will come someday."
"A world-class striker must finish that chance with a goal."
I rose to my feet, engraving sensei Inzaghi's advice deep in my heart once more.
Chance will surely come. Don't miss it.
The key is an unbreakable spirit.
Luis García's free kick hits Edson Álvarez's head and goes out for a corner. Real Madrid corner kick.
Great defense from Álvarez. Had he not headed it away, Jesus lurking behind nearly scores again.
Jesus licks his lips regretfully at Álvarez.
Jesus showing unusual drive. He wasn't even half this intense after the opener.
After the foul from Álvarez, Jesus ramps up the intensity.
Granada players need to stay sharp. Lazy Jesus is scary, but hustling Jesus is terrifying.
Lazy Jesus scores from nowhere you can't predict, but diligent Jesus smashes through walls the moment he gets the ball.
Both versions lethal, but the first highlights his gift—like divine positioning.