Amateur Old Man, Enjoy Reborn Football Life (Booked)

Quarterfinals of the National Convention.

Pippy!

Whistle of adjudication at the end of the game. Ruthlessly sounds like a lawn pitch.

Yes... the quarterfinals are over.

"Oh well... you're done..."

Staring at Grand's watch, I shrugged.

"Three to four..."

We lost the quarterfinals to the Yokohama Mariners U-12.

The content was truly a marginal battle.

At the beginning, it was pushed by the overwhelming Yokohama Mariners, and by Hirome Riveriro.

But Leopard, you and I will be the focus, and I will manage to hold out.

Ultimately, Leopard took two points and I took one from him.

But it did not prevent the enemy from attacking.

I also contributed desperately to the defense.

But the quality of the Yokohama Mariners was too high.

By analogy, the Yokohama Mariners are inferior to you. But a team with eight amazing players. "

Especially the three of them who were involved in the Upland were exceptionally good.

Besides, the new Riverillo Hiromae players have been worn out since before the game.

Especially the 5th and 6th grade seniors were exhausted (hirokompa) to show off in a series of national tournaments.

In the quarterfinals, I got my legs on, and seniors who couldn't run continued to do so.

Hiromae Riverillo really has a thinner player base than the mighty team. That's why everyone played all the games too hard.

By comparison, the thick Yokohama Mariners have approached us with a complete attitude.

Perhaps it was those who fought well who were able to compete only marginally in that state.

But if it's a small difference, if it's a big difference, the loss is a loss.

This is how our national competition ended.

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"Ugh..."

"Ugh..."

I heard crying from the natural grass arena (Pitch Field).

The players on the losing team... the seniors of Hirosaki Riveriro are crying.

He was crying as he fell into the lawn, hiding his face with both hands.

"We're in sixth grade... if we work harder..."

"If we'd protected them more..."

Especially in sixth grade when he cried down and hasn't been able to get up.

They are the last tournament this tournament will be in elementary school. After that, they will retire.

The captain in particular is shaking his body with a whimper. Usually the hot blooded and reliable captain was crying.

I started soccer in first grade and spent six years in junior year. That's over now. I was crying over that remorse.

"Ah..."

To the sight of such seniors, I couldn't move.

I don't know what to do at a time like this. I don't know what to say.

"Hey, get up. I have one last greeting for you."

"Oh...... right. Thanks, Sawamura."

That's when. Leopard, you put a lot of heat in the captain and wake up the body.

To the other seniors who were crying down, Hyoma, you speak up. He was taking the lead more than anyone else and calmly speaking to his teammates.

Really, Hyoma, you are cool and have great mental skills.

... Oh, no.

Hyoma regretted it, too.

He had eaten his back teeth as much as he could, gripping his right hand to turn bright red.

I'm sure you'll regret it, and I'm working hard for your teammates.

He's amazing. Look at that. I'll take action, too. Speak to the seniors who were right beside you.

"Senior...... I have a greeting"

"Oh, right. Coata struggled for me because of this... I'm so sorry about all the impudent sixth graders..."

The senior was crying and really looking to regret it.

That's all. I'm gonna apologize to my junior classmate.

Oh no... I could have helped if I had worked harder.

If I had more talent...

No, I should have worked hard to lead the team to more victories.

I may not have been able to see my surroundings after all the self-training.

"Ugh..."

When I thought so, nature and tears flooded me.

I had decided never to cry, but tears spilled like large grains.

"Hey, don't cry, Coata... I asked for our revenge!

"Yes, seniors..."

Now I'm encouraged by seniors. The mummy removal has become a mummy.

"Absolutely... Next time I will take vengeance..."

Thus my first national competition closed.

"Hiromae Riverillo. He lost the main game of the All-Japan Boys' Football Games and the quarterfinals. Top 8 '

This was the result of my first appearance.

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Then we saw the next day's finals and awards ceremony, and then we went home.

By the way, the winner was the Yokohama Mariners U-12.

The final is a three-to-zero overwhelming victory, with two consecutive wins. Really awesome.

I figured it out against me, but I regret it, they Yokohama Mariners were real.

Not only was he highly individually capable, but he was serious about football as a team and moving.

All of them were running the consciousness that I didn't have.

On the first day up ground, I got my head on those three. But now I even respected them.

Seriously, they think about football, too, and they love it.

Maybe it was something that caused me to say something tight to you, Hyoma.

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"Hey, number 14 in front of Hiro Liberillo!

The award ceremony is over and someone can speak to you.

Number 14... That's my number.

Turning around, there were Yokohama Mariners U-12 players there.

It was the three examples.

But all three of them, they're only in fifth grade.

Still a regular, great player in the finals, awesome people.

"Isn't he from Sawamura with you?

"Are you looking for you, Hyoma? Leopard, you went somewhere with your father."

They were looking for you, Hyoma. He went somewhere in this national venue with the father of a former J Rieger.

They're going to say hello to the great people of the J-League Association for anything, as OB.

Hyoma said you were on the plane home and would join the team.

"Well... then tell Sawamura, 'I said too much on the first day up ground'"

"What?"

"I'm sorry to say 'weak team in the country'... and I'm sorry to say it's 'Parent's Seven Lights'..."

The three Yokohama Mariners have apologized with their heads peeled down.

They're both older, but they honestly apologized to me.

Again, there would have been some reason for what I said and did then.

There are complicated grids and emotional disturbances that only ex-teammates can tell from each other.

"Yeah, okay. I'll tell Leopard. [M] But next year, maybe I should tell you directly to Hyoma again."

I point to the tournament flag of the All Japan Boys' Football Games.

What that means is "I'll see you at the National Convention next year”.

"And then, one more thing. I'm Nolu Kouta... I won't let you call me" Hiroaki Riveriro's No. 14 "next"

"Nolu kouta...... oh ok"

Regrettably, I am still plain.

So by next year, I'll be back for more growth and national competitions.

Let your presence shine in the team.

This was my next goal.

All right, to do that, we need to work harder at practice.

I want to hurry home and practice soon.

"By the way, Nolu Kouta. I thought at the quarterfinals, who the hell are you?...... is there no more ⁉"

I feel like the last person in the Yokohama Mariners was saying something.

But I was in a hurry.

Hurry back to your teammates.

I'm about to take the bus, the plane and even more bus home. We have to practice.

"A national tournament... next year is definitely..."

I crush my readiness as I head to my people.

Thus the first national competition closes the curtain.

We little football fighters were going back to our homeland.

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After the closing ceremony, I took over the flight and came back to my house in the northeast.

Ever since I got home, I've been busy with something.

The date is already December 29th. It will be New Year's Eve soon.

The next day I got home after the closing ceremony, I had a "Good Luck Party” with the team on the evening of December 30th with the coaches and the players' parents.

A local family barbecue shop. Everyone loves all-you-can-eat shops.

Me and the kids drank the juice and ate the grilled meat.

The coaches and the parents were very drunk while drinking.

Even though he lost in the quarterfinals, he still won to the top eight in the nation in his first appearance.

Big achievement for the adults. I would be really happy.

My parents were always floating, too.

On the other hand, our athletes were making more noise than ever. The store was rented out, so I really made a lot of noise.

Especially the retiring sixth grader, he had a really good smile.

Our own six-year football slideshow, prepared by a parent association person. I was laughing at it.

I was impressed that I had a good memory of the top eight in my last year of retirement.

The sixth graders' smiles were really brilliant... and I wanted to laugh at everyone like that when I retired three years later.

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I was also busy December 31st the next day.

I got a local newspaper interview on the team. Mostly coaches and captains were talking about national competitions.

Looks like he really wanted to interview you, Hyoma, the son of the famous former J-Lieger Sawamura player.

But Hyoma, you were a family member, on a trip to Europe.

The Sawamura family spends every year overseas on New Year's Eve. Wow, Rich.

Compared to that, our common home, the Nolu family, is a normal old age.

And it was a really bumpy end of the year.

But I had to take care of myself for a day.

Rather than before, I was in the mood to train.

Speaking of which, the seniors on the team also invited them and decided to tread autonomously next time.

I decided not to share my knowledge or skills with anyone. Leopard, when you get home, I'll ask him out too.

Ah... the sound of the bell...?

Over the years, the 24 o'clock bell rings in the city.

As usual, I sleep at 21: 00, not in my ear.

But I felt like I only heard a little in my dream.

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Thus the third grade edition of my soccer life was coming to an end in three months.

If I had been practicing football, it would be another three months in between.

And since April, I'm finally in fourth grade.

The fourth graders will be the same, soccer-soaked daily as before. Tips and practice days for the national tournament.

But only one of those things was waiting for something very different.

"Now it's time..."

At the dawn of the year, I was ready.

If it's as history suggests, there will be a major incident this summer.

In that tragic car accident, I'm going to lose my whole family and my right leg.

"Give me my right leg...... and absolutely protect my family!

This is how my redo soccer life still went on.

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Chapter I: Early Childhood & First Half of Elementary School Edition (concluded)