Jesus Descends -1
After the Real Madrid vs. Atletico Madrid match ended, alarm bells started ringing for Korean soccer fans who had been eagerly awaiting the Korean Derby.
Contrary to the worries of many Koreans, the Spanish Royal Football Federation RFEF had no desire to punish Jesus.
Just as no one in the world hates money, the federation officials who issue punishments are crazy about it too. Sure, there might be some sticklers for the rules inside the federation, but would people like that ever climb to high positions?
Anyway, superstars bring in money, and Jesus was undeniably Real Madrid's superstar. Handing down a harsh punishment to him just didn't make sense.
To put it bluntly, Jesus hadn't gone full Eric Cantona with a kung fu kick into the stands—the RFEF figured a light slap on the wrist would suffice to save face.
For reference, since Jesus joined Real Madrid, interest in La Liga from the Asian market had skyrocketed, driving up broadcasting rights fees to the moon—a fact that certainly helped sway this decision.
At the exact moment Jesus' punishment was decided, he dropped a comment on the Haechi Unicorns vs. Jeonbuk Steelers match that people were starting to forget about.
In the past, after a few rounds of fake trash talk that turned into real bad blood, the two managers kept piling on conditions, heating up the atmosphere.
Three days later. Seoul World Cup Stadium in Sangam.
Even though it wasn't a Korea A-match, a huge crowd showed up at the stadium.
"Wooooooh—! Haechi fans' personalities, Jesus on the ground wooooooh—!"
"Wooooooh—!! How can anyone say such harsh things!! Wooooooh—!"
The match was dominated by Jeonbuk from start to finish, but the first goal came from Haechi Unicorns.
The promoted team's big-money signing from Africa, the ace mercenary Emmanuel Iu, used his brute physicality in a set piece to shrug off Jeonbuk's defender and score with a header.
As soon as the goal went in, the broadcast camera caught Haechi manager Park Yun, who was watching the game. He ran right up to Juseokhun and mimed buzzing his head with clippers.
"Vroooom—! Ready to shave that head, senior~~~?"
Turned out the two were college alumni.
Final score: Haechi Unicorns 2 : 3 Jeonbuk Steelers
The hype from the Jeonbuk Steelers vs. Haechi Unicorns match, along with the influx of fans and revenue, stimulated other K-League clubs.
It was the dawn of clubs trying to outdo each other with the most provocative trash talk—hell's gates had opened in the K-League. And the one standing out was reckless Haechi Unicorns manager Park Yun.
After that interview aired, Park Yun got summoned to the parent company's chairman's office and showed his fiery filial piety.
"You fucking bastard, what the hell are you doing!"
"No, Dad! Don't call yourself a dog! And you can't even stake that worthless hair for your son!?"
While Park Yun was showing off his flaming filial devotion, warm-hearted Jesus checked his condition ahead of the upcoming Mallorca match.
Ha... Mallorca.
He slowly reminisced about the past. Memories of force-feeding Yoo Youngbeom experience points flooded back. Who was the number one contributor to Yoo Youngbeom's growth? Sure, Youngbeom's own hard work played a part, but Jesus figured his own role was the biggest.
Truth is, I basically raised Youngbeom on my back.
Ignoring all the promising talents he'd crushed, Jesus only looked at success stories—and this time was no different. He was ramping up his condition to be Youngbeom's trial and tribulation once more.
As Jesus tuned up his form, Yoo Youngbeom in Mallorca suddenly shivered with chills.
"Achoo—! What the? Caught a cold?"
Jesus and Yoo Youngbeom each prepared in earnest for the match, while tons of Korean tourists headed to Madrid to watch the Korean Derby live.
On the day of the match between firepower-heavy cannon diplomacy Real Madrid and stingy defense fortress Mallorca, Korean tourists who booked tickets online via the official site entered the Santiago Bernabeu.
"Honey, which team are you rooting for?"
"Me? I'm cheering for my Jesus oppa."
"... That fucking Jesus bastard."
"Huh? What'd you say?"
"Huh? I didn't say anything?"
"Oh? Must've misheard."
While Jesus unknowingly planted seeds of discord in a couple, he donned his dragon robe and engaged in a stare-down with Yoo Youngbeom.
"Welcome to the palace of Real Madrid, stranger. I am Jesus, god of soccer, leader of my magnificent followers!"
"... "
Yoo Youngbeom desperately averted his eyes from Jesus' clear, madness-filled gaze, brimming with expectation.
3rd minute of the first half.
Mallorca conceded early. Yoo Youngbeom's face hardened after the goal, and as Jesus passed by, he whispered:
"Jesus descends!"