Since it was a game played by many people, Dojae didn't have a chance to play soccer himself.
However, Dojae also enjoyed watching soccer games.
I have also watched many games in person.
Soccer was also a popular sport in the Korean Empire, and members of the royal family often went to the stadium in person to cheer on the players during national team games.
One day, Dojae visited the VIP audience seats as usual.
One of the players from the Korean Empire suffered a serious injury.
It was because of a reckless back tackle by a foreign opposing player.
'no…….'
Dojae felt dizzy at the memory of that time.
The player who was tackled was out of action for over a year.
After that, his good skills deteriorated and he had to end his soccer career in an ambiguous manner.
Of course, Woo-cheol wasn't a soccer player, but his opponent wasn't a professional soccer player either.
This meant that the possibility of making mistakes was actually greater.
Dojae clenched his hands tightly in an atmosphere that seemed to overlap with the situation at the time.
But at that moment.
Seon-wook's body blocked the tackle towards Woo-cheol's foot instead of the ball as his judgment was clouded.
“Ugh, ugh.”
Heung-min, who was momentarily flustered after being pushed by Seon-wook, ran at full speed towards Woo-cheol when he saw Seon-wook heading towards him.
Considering his usual speed, Heung-Min could never catch up with Seon-Wook.
However, just like Dojae, Heung-Min also instinctively sensed Woo-Cheol's danger during the game.
This was also possible because the futsal field was smaller than a soccer field.
In the meantime, as Woo-cheol continued to hit and run, Seon-wook pushed Heung-min's body.
It was a skillful move that moved between technique and foul play.
“Huh!”
Heung-min, who had already used up a lot of energy just running to stop Seon-wook, was pushed back and almost fell.
“… … .”
The referee who was watching did not blow the whistle.
It was decided that it was a fair fight.
Heung-min, who had barely regained his balance, saw Woo-cheol quickly moving away.
Woo-cheol, feeling like he couldn't handle the other members of Eclectic 12, passed the match to Infinite Boy's Yoon-hoo.
Yun-hu was unmarked.
The score was 2-0 anyway. There was no choice, and Group B's goal was to 'score just one goal.'
Yun-hoo took the shot without hesitation.
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“Infinite Boy’s Yun-Hoo, shoooooooo! Goal! Goal!!! Yun-Hoo, you didn’t miss an unmarked chance and turned it into a goal!”The goal net shook, and Yoon-hoo celebrated with excitement, accompanied by the loud voices of the commentators.
Although it was Gyeonggi-do Gyeonggi-do, this kind of ceremony time was also a time to show off one's skills in front of the camera.
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