Amateur Old Man, Enjoy Reborn Football Life (Booked)

Pippy!

The whistle at the end of the match echoes the international stadium.

Shortly afterwards, a full audience cheers.

"Hmm... three against two? You managed to win."

Look at the large bulletin board at the stadium and let my emotions swoop over that I was on the pitch.

He had lost 0-for-2 in the first half.

What a success in reversal in the second half of 45 minutes.

"Still, that's a great cheer..."

The audience was very excited about the brilliant reverse play of the second half.

He sent praise to the representative of Japan, who continued to attack him resolutely.

I don't know what you're talking about, I don't know the language.

But there are no borders on football enthusiasm. The audience's praise does come through.

"No... Nevertheless, that was a tired game..."

I'm about to fall in. I desperately suppress that with my strength.

It was only a 45-minute appearance in the second half, but it consumed all of my health.

The remaining health would be something like 2%. Pretty tight.

I really want to stay on the lawn and fall asleep.

But I am a representative of Japan by generation. Over the sun circle of this chest, I could not fall unnecessarily.

Besides, we can't just fall in here to fight the tsunami that's about to come.

"I did it, Coata!

"That was awesome, Nolu!

"Seriously, Coata!

Here we go!

My teammates, excited about the victory, came running over.

I'm gonna do my best to dash it to me that I was standing up to.

I'm gonna bang my back and head, and I'm gonna do everything I can.

The power of a four-year-old middle school student hurts half the time.

Is this act of beating a ritual of celebration for the football industry?

I was always slapped.

"Come on... I just tried my best to defend and pass. Thank you all for reversing..."

Even if I answer humbly, the ritual of celebration is intolerable.

The teammates were excited and deafened to listen.

They may also have been influenced by the stadium's enthusiasm.

"Mi, gentlemen, calm down. Line up and say hello..."

"Oh well!

"All right, I'll see you later, Coata!

After the game, I have to greet the audience, the referees and the people involved.

My teammates return calmly to my words.

But in that appearance, there will be another ferocity of blessings later. We have to work hard and bear it.

"" "Thank you!

After the game, players from both teams greet the audience and go to the referee.

Afterwards, we also head to greet the support group that rushed us to this foreign country for support.

Unlike the international A representative, the Japanese representative by U-15 generation is minor. The number of supports that come to support me is also small, to be honest.

Still, the backing of the supporters was echoing this stadium.

Their support in Japanese allowed us to fight to the end.

I bow my head deeply toward Japan's supporters.

Hmm... is this the end of the game?

I'm finally just getting a little chilled out.

"Hey, Japan (Japan) No. 14!

That is the time.

Even the Japanese representative is number 14...... I speak English and can speak to someone.

Who the hell is that?

Even though there are only officials and athletes here right now?

"Oh, you..."

It was the other ace player who had spoken up.

That's the guy I've been man-marking for the second half of 45 minutes.

Maybe you're angry?

Me and Leopard. Your influence left him with no score in the second half. His country also lost because of it.

"It was a nice play, number 14. What's your name?

My name is Courta Noro.

'Cauta... by the way, Cauta's small, but how old are you? No way. Thirteen?

No, I'm eleven.

"O, what a ⁉ wonderboy it was ⁉ yes, give me a uniform exchange!

"Do you want a uniform exchange? Yes, if it's okay with me, go ahead '

I got to do a uniform with the other ace guy in a stream like this.

There were too many height differences, and it was an exchange of size differences between adults and children.

'Also, one day we'll fight! Courta Noro!'

"Yes, again!

The other person was not angry.

On the contrary: 'Nice play!' And he praised me.

Maybe football still doesn't have a border wall.

He was a better man than I thought. I'm impressed.

Aah!

Speaking of which, I forgot to sign the uniform.

That guy is going to be a famous European League player in the future.

of the U-15 era of such an amazing man. Besides, I got a uniform for the debut.

Once signed, it will definitely be even more valuable in the future.

It's a treasure for soccer geeks.

"Oh, he's gone... can't you sign it anymore"

Soon, out of the arena, he wasn't leaving.

Hopefully we'll get another autograph if we ever meet again.

Now let's keep the sign pen on the bench.

"Hey, Coata..."

"You, did you speak English?

"And it was pretty perky..."

My Japanese teammate was surprised.

I would have listened to the conversation earlier.

I was a social worker in my previous life and was also in charge of overseas work. Because of that, I remember everyday English conversations.

But now I'm a fifth grader in a local school. This was a lapse.

We have to do something to deceive...

"Uh, I was watching football videos overseas and I learned English..."

In the meantime, I'll say that and deceive you.

The teammates were convinced, shaking their necks.

Danger, danger.

I used English.

Now let's be careful.

"All right, we're going back to the locker room!

"" "Yes!

A voice flew in from the director.

That's all it takes to float.

This international match will continue for two days, starting tomorrow.

Get ready for the next game while you do your reflection today.

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It is what follows.

Rep director was in a good mood in the locker room.

I wasn't particularly penetrated about tactical changes and position changes in the second half of the war.

Instead, the director has praised the brilliant maneuver changes.

"Well, that's thanks to all my teammates."

The director should be briefed well by me. I kept my operations to myself from the adults.

This was about consulting with the captain and the other players.

When something happened, I said, "I won't let every fifth grade student take responsibility!" I was protected by such an older kindness.

"Thanks to the director for this victory."

And finally, let the director have the flowers.

In the media, this victory was decided to be supervised extraction.

This makes the director even more in a good mood.

Within the Japanese football industry, the director is also an intermediate manager.

Let him have the flower of a reverse victory, which will be easy to do in the future.

"All right, games after tomorrow, we're going in today's system!

"" "Yes, Director!

The superior director seems to like my operation today.

The other two games of the tournament adopted the same system.

(Does this turn history into a better one than before...?

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My anticipation will be brilliantly centered.

The other two games were also won by the Japanese.

In previous life, this tournament was a "two wins, one loss, one draw”.

It was transformed into a "three wins and zeros" good score in this world.

“The momentum we won in the first battle" + "Another Awakening of Original Power in this Age”

With these two powerful forces, we were able to avoid the fate of becoming a "bottom generation”.

I'm so glad.

"Chot, is that a good death?

I was horrified at the end of the third game, at that time.

There was an adult talking to me in the bathroom or out in the arena.

In one word of Japanese, who the hell is it?

"Ah. You are."

The first person to turn around was a white outsider wearing sunglasses.

Beard is also a bright white grandfather.

"You are from last year's national competition…"

"O, remember Itanodesca? Happy Death!"

The man was an old man I met at last year's national convention.

He is the one who spoke after the closing ceremony.

"I'm impressed with your three-day play, Shimashita!

"Were you watching? Thanks for that!

Speaking of which, this guy was a fan of mine.

He compliments me so much on this play at U-15.

"Thanks to your play, U-15 Japan's play has changed dramatically, Masitashita! Chownda, in my eyes, madness is nakattades!

He would be quite a football maniac.

Who doesn't notice, he even compliments me on my plain play.

After all, European football fans may have fat eyes watching the game.

I'm just talking, and I'm getting in a good mood.

"If you have any problems, contact me anytime, Kudasai!

"Maid? Yes, if you have any problems in a foreign country, I'll email you"

The old man gave me a paper written by his e-mail address.

I'll give you my address too and exchange contacts.

Football players need to take care of what they want and fans need to take care of.

"Well, I'll be back. See you later, Ozzie!

It's time to get back to the locker room.

Say hello to the cheerful football fan old man, and I'll be back.

Still, I guess you really like football when you come to watch even U-15 Asian games like this.

Seems like you know more about football, so I just feel fun talking about it, too.

Is that it?

But the bathroom just now is off-limits except for the people involved.

I wonder how you got in here?

I think there was a Japanese escort in a suit behind him.

And he said, 'In my chosen eyes, there was no madness,' but what did that mean?

Maybe he was a member of the Football Association.

Besides, I can see that face under the sunglasses somewhere.

I feel like I saw it on a TV show in my previous life...

Hmm.

But I can't remember.

Oh, come on.

Also, maybe I'll see you at some stadium.

Let's hear it then, too.

That's how I joined the delegates.

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And the month goes by in November.

There was also an international friendly match in Asia this month.

In succession, you and I were summoned.

In our last reflection we were both staminarily unable to make a full 90 minutes appearance yet.

But even in a friendly game, the second half of 45 minutes. We were able to compete as trump cards.

The new system for the U-15 was going well like this.

Winning international matches adds confidence to the players.

There is already no more vicious circle caused by mud in previous life.

In a virtuous circle caused by successive wins, everyone grew significantly.

At some point, this U-15 was called the “Sunshine Generation”.

History had changed dramatically and brightly.

Such an international goodwill tournament in November was about to end well.

"Ugh, good luck to you, Hyoma!

"Oh. Courta, you too."

I was able to win today's game safely.

In a distant exotic land, I share a victorious drink with you, Hyoma.

"We're done with the U-15 today, aren't we?

"Oh. It's up to the new director to see what happens next year"

All game schedules for this year's U-15 were successfully completed earlier.

The representative members are hereby dissolved once.

Supervision of the U-15 next year had been decided by another new person.

It is unclear at this time whether I and Hyoma will be summoned to another generation of representatives. It was up to the new supervisor's system.

"Ahso⁉ Speaking of which, Mr. Hyoma. It's about the end of the game in Japan!

"Is this the final of the provincial tournament? Oh, you did."

Our team, Hirosaki Riverillo, won the final of the provincial tournament.

Last October's district tournament was a successful victory.

Last difficulty. He was trying to win the final of the provincial tournament today to win the ticket to the national tournament.

"Hey, I'll take a look at your email!

I was borrowing it from my father, start the tablet.

My parents, who are going to support the match, should be contacting me about the results of the provincial tournament.

"Are you okay... the sunflowers..."

Select emails thrilled.

Two months ago, my prediction was that the team had a 50% chance of winning the provincial tournament.

It's really bad for my heart to see the results of the game without you and me.

If I had lost, with what face should I return home?

"It's okay, Coata. Trust your people."

"Right... the team has grown many times since two months ago!

Hyoma takes courage in your words. [M]

That's right. Riverillo Hiromae really got stronger.

I have the courage to open my e-mail.

"Is that it? You don't have a sentence? Just one attached photo?

The email was an untitled blank body.

I have a slight bad feeling about it.

I further open the attached photograph.

"Oh, this is... you know what? You all have a nice smile, Mr. Hyoma."

What was pictured was a group photo of my teammates.

He was one of those with a full grin, with trophies and awards for the victory of the provincial tournament.

My sister's sunflower is at the center, and they're all pictured.

"Oh. That's the smile of my trusty companions."

Hiromae Liberillo had successfully obtained a ticket to the National Convention.

Even without you and me, you won the provincial tournament.

"Come on. Let's go home to my team, Mr. Hyoma!

"Oh, yeah"

Thus will the days of the first representatives come to an end.

We went back to our people waiting in Japan.