Amateur Old Man, Enjoy Reborn Football Life (Booked)

The day I had a serious battle with you, Hyoma.

I replied no that afternoon to the Yokohama Mariners.

Scoutman seemed pretty sorry.

My coach and my parents warmly agreed to my decision.

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The next day.

"All right, then we'll start the game! Both teams, line up."

"" "Yes, coach!

Riverillo Hirosaki's players are assembling on the practice field.

All of the athlete courses from fourth through sixth grade were assembled.

"We're going to start a retirement match. Thank you, both teams!

"" "Thank you!

Today is the biggest ceremony of January before Hiroshi Riverillo, on the day of the "Sixth Grade Retirement Match”.

I mean, it's my retirement day and yours.

Sixth-grade parents were coming to the practice field to watch the game. I came to see my sons' last flower path.

"Okay, you guys. Don't hesitate just because the junior classmates are opponents."

"" "Yes, coach!

Our sixth grade team answers the coach with a smile.

By the way, Hiromae Riverillo's retirement match is every year.

Sixth Grade Team (Retired Side) VS Fourth and Fifth Grade Team (Sending Side)

was a confrontation.

Until last year, I was on the sending side, but this year I will be in the opposite position.

"Brother. Just for today, I won't shy away from sunflowers!

My 5th grade sister, Aoi, is an enemy team that sends out.

Besides my sister, the lower class team had a pretty good selection of players.

"Well, retirement matches...... here we go!

With the coach hanging, the game begins.

Finally, my last game in elementary school began.

"All right, let's go!

"Today is the day to take down six years!

The junior team was in the mood.

Early in the start, he hits the goal of the sixth grade team.

Enemy yet brilliant passwork.

"Ha, it's sweet!

"Right!

But the six-year defensive pair takes the ball.

It was a fierce defensive charge in production.

"Hey ⁉ Seniors, you can't grow up!

"Yes, yes!

From the refrain of the lower class team, Yaji flew in.

Anyway, the difference of one year in elementary school is quite physical. Besides, the regular retirement game, about half of it was a playful feeling.

There will be no choice but to have a yaj fly in from the lower classmates.

"Bye. If you go abroad, you'll be older than us!

"Don't be sweet!

They were experiencing a world tournament in France, they tell their juniors.

Slightly harsh words, but this was also an encouragement for juniors.

Something's better for them than for me, Captain.

Or it is a beefy atmosphere.

"All right, Coata. You too, sweet juniors, show them the reality!

"What, me too?

The ball came around from such a fellow.

I see. I should also teach my juniors how tough the world is.

I'll do my best to release the dribble chute.

It's a bit of an adult, but it's a shooting of encouragement from me.

"Even Mr. Coata, are you serious..."

"Even though it's a retirement match, I'm going to look stylish..."

Shit, I've done too much.

My shooting changes the air of my retirement match.

It gave me a tingly vibe while I was in production.

"Guys, show your brothers our power!

"" "Oh!

The game starts again with the sunflower at the center.

The lower class team has been serious, too.

It strikes harder than earlier.

Before that momentum, the six-year team loses ground.

"Don't do it, guys! All right, let's do our best!

"" "Oh!

Our sixth grade team is even more exciting.

Even though it's a retirement match, we're not going to lose to the juniors.

The sixth grade team will be even more serious and attacking.

"Defense! Stop Mr. Coata!

"Don't unmark Mr. Sawamura!

Whoa. This attack has been stopped.

The defense of the enemy but lower classmate team was a brilliant collaboration.

It wasn't easy to break through, not even with me and Leopard.

When were the juniors, growing so much?

Yes, at the same time as I was surprised, I felt safe inside.

This will be fine even after sixth grade falls out.

Hirosaki, the nascent Liberillo from April, will undoubtedly be one of the best teams in the country.

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We've been serious about each other ever since, the retirement match goes on.

A fierce one-off offense ensues.

It's a retirement game, so we swapped players with each other, and they were all in the game.

With such a game, the sixth graders were telling the juniors.

He was baton touching the soul of Hirosaki Riveriro.

That was not a word, but an oligarchy conveyance in the play.

And the juniors respond.

I inherit the soul and thoughts of the team from my predecessors.

It was up to me to respond by standing right in front of the sixth grade.

This wasn't a word, it was a heartfelt mind that passes in play.

(Oh...... good. This kind of thing, okay......)

I was impressed by such an inspiring sight as I played the game.

Unlike J-Club, this team is never an elite group.

Only regular local elementary school students are also joining.

If it's just qualities, it can never be superior.

But only the feeling of "liking football” wasn't losing to any team.

Anyway, everyone in Hirosaki Riveriro has been practicing on their own since 6: 00 a.m. every day.

This is not because coaches and seniors ordered me to.

"I want to be good at football! 'So at some point we were gathered voluntarily.

Furthermore, we decided on the tactics and formations for the game.

We always talked about it during practice, and we were thinking about the operation.

Sometimes it's big. Leopard with a TV. We were at your house, and we all had a soccer study group.

Even then, no one played in the game.

“I like football!" and we were tied.

(Really, I was happy to be on this team...)

Looking back on the past, I stir up my happiness again.

Six years from first grade is remembered like a horse racing lamp.

I had some painful practice, but it was a really fun six years.

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"Coach, please help! The sixth grade team is too strong!

"That's right. There are too many power differences!

Soon the retirement game was out of line.

The sixth grade team was winning.

I shouldn't. I was taking it too seriously.

"Alright...... then, six years of fathers and mothers will be invited to participate in the retirement match! Defeat your own children at the end!

The coach speaks to the parent who was in the audience.

From here it will be the annual Battle Royale method for everyone.

The number of goals and balls also increased to three, a chaotic situation in which we didn't know what it was.

"All right! Mr. Hyoma, we'll all do our best!

"Yeah, right, Coata"

"Let's show you six years of power!

Our morale is high, even with more parent teams.

I predicted that the retirement match would change to the Battle Royale method because I participate every year.

The six-year team was thinking ahead of time, changing to "Formation against Battle Royale Method”.

With this formation, I don't feel like losing even if my opponent has two teams.

I look like this and hate to lose. I'll let you win the retirement match.

"Which is my son's retirement match. Shall I join you for the last time?"

"What... Hyoma, your... father?

At the end of the day, there was a real jumper.

Former J Rieger Sawamura Naoto.

An awesome person who had been named also joined the Parent Team.

"Come on, let's go. Hyoma, Nolu Courta!

"Hey, Hyoma, your father ⁉ Wow!

Battle Royale begins.

Naoto Sawamura has rigged it with dribbles.

Me and Leopard, in a flash, they'll break through.

It was an incredible dribble of beauty.

Though not long after retiring from active duty, it was a force I had never seen before.

"Coata, be careful. My father still lacks training."

"Oh no..."

Hyoma, your story says that your father still has the same strength as he still does during the full season.

I work out my body for Stoick while I run a venture.

If you look closely, Naoto Sawamura is the only one wearing a satchel spike.

When the hell was it prepared?

A true adultless person, or a character who can't help himself when it comes to football.

"But let's all do our best! Let's show them what the sixth grade team is up to!

"Right, Coata!

"Let's show them our last strength!

Even with such adversity, we were on fire.

If this happens, we will defeat both enemy teams.

"Guys, the sunflowers can't beat you!

"" Oh! Today is the day I give you guidance. ""

On the other hand, the junior team led by Aoi was also on fire.

I'm seriously going to try to give my senior guidance.

"All right, everyone attack!

"What!? I'm serious, too!

"All right, I'll increase the number of balls -"

If this happens, the retirement match is a mayhem.

With four balls on three teams, adults and children combined are a doozy noise for about forty.

Ali's state of anything anymore.

The last one was no longer even a football game.

Even my buddies took the ball from each other and they were all shooting the ball.

It was a muddy game that I don't think was a retirement match for a team that won three national tournaments in a row.

But it was a really fun game.

Everyone laughed with their bellies in their arms and everyone was playing with everything they could.

Everyone was purely enjoying football.

It was a retirement match that I really enjoyed wholeheartedly.

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"All right, sixth grade, align!

"" "Yes!

Such a dream fun retirement match also ends in no time.

After the game, it's a coach's voice, and we'll be aligned on the practice field in sixth grade.

"Even if you go to middle school, good luck!

"Yes! Thank you for six years so far!

A new ball is handed to me by the coach in the sixth grade.

This is the ritual of the annual retirement game.

Coaches hand the ball politely one by one with several years of memories.

"Me, even if I go to middle school, I'll keep playing football!

"Thank you for everything!

"Coach told me a lot!

The sixth graders in the same period turn to the coach to convey their thoughts.

I was always watching, and I was finally handed over. [M]

"At the end of the day, it's a coata..."

Finally, it's my turn. Being a captain, it's my last turn.

I get everyone's attention.

"There are too many words to give to Coata... anyway, just one word... 'Thanks, Coata'"

"Yes, coach...... thank you so much for me too"

Receive a commemorative ball from the coach.

I was so impressed that I couldn't thank you enough.

I've been taking care of this coach since I was a sophomore.

The coach was always generous with me, who had been busy since that time.

I never looked bad, even if I made a tactical change on my own in the game.

He respected the autonomy of our athletes above all else and was sincere in his support.

Now I can assure you.

Without this coach, we wouldn't have been able to dominate the country.

It was also impossible to win three straight victories.

He was the best coach by then.

"Guys. Come visit me anytime, even after you retire. I don't need a souvenir. You just need to be in middle school, high school, and show them how you've grown up!

"" "Yes, coach...... thank you for everything!

We get the final encouragement from our coaches, and we're all in sixth grade together.

Some of them were extremely impressed and weeping.

Guys, I love the coach and the team.

At the same time I was delighted with my nest, and with the loneliness of my parting, I was weeping for my youth.

Of course I was in tears.

But it was a warm, comforting tear.

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All rituals are over.

This brings the retirement match to an end.

The sixth grader seemed to regret it, remaining on the practice field.

But one, he walks away with one again.

From now on they will be the OB of Hirosaki Riveriro.

I have to change my mind for my middle school football life from April.

(Well, I'm refreshed too...)

Me too, my parents and four sunflowers, leave the practice area.

There is no team practice after this today.

Since it is Saturday, the four members of my family plan to go out for dinner to celebrate my retirement.

(I also need to think about a new path in a hurry...)

The Scouts of the Yokohama Mariners had said no during yesterday.

So we need to think about the way forward.

Yesterday, against you, Hyoma said, 'Be one of the best players in the world!' I declared.

But when you think about it calmly, how can you be?

After all, like you, Hyoma, should I study soccer abroad?

But yesterday, I casually looked it up online and I found out the reality.

Football studies cost over a million yen a year.

to the cost of issuing visas, tuition for foreign secondary schools. The cost of living on a daily basis, such as staying at home, is amazing.

The rich Sawamura family will have no problem.

But my Nolu family is a regular salaried family. There's no way I can give you that kind of broken money.

I was a salesman in my previous life, and I had acquired a sense of money.

I don't really want to burden my parents with football life.

So how do we have a path to becoming one of the world's leading players?

Hmm, it's a big problem.

We need to work out something.

"Yes hello? Oh, are you the general manager?

That is the time.

My father, who's walking with me, calls me.

Apparently, the boss of the company called.

Even though it's Saturday, my boss calls seem tough.

After all, he is a sad fighter who has nothing to do with the salaried man on the week.

"What, I was chosen for the example ⁉ Yes, thank you! I'll be ready in a hurry!

Hmm?

Something changes the look on his father's face.

Apparently, it's good news.

"What's wrong, you?

"Actually, I told you before, about that assignment, I was chosen, Mom!

"True, awesome! It's not a glory! But you're going to be single for years, you"

From his parents' conversation, apparently, he decided to transfer his father.

It's called glory, and it seems honorable.

For a couple of years, my father seems to be living alone on a single assignment.

But after he comes back, he's going to get his position and salary up all at once.

Looks like he got on the rail of what is commonly known as a promotion elite course.

"It's okay, Mom. A few times a year, because I can come back! Ha ha ha..."

My paced father hadn't even moved on to the transfer story.

He laughs luxuriously and looks bright.

This brightness always made our atmosphere better.

"By the way, Father. Where are you transferred to?

In anticipation of the timing, I visit.

I wonder where the hell you got transferred.

His father's company was so big that he had branches all over the country.

Maybe West Japan or Okinawa.

Then I can go play.

"Transfer destination, Coata? Don't be surprised to hear... it's Germany my dad is transferring to!

"What... what about Germany... of Europe?

"That's right, Coata. The sausage and beer are delicious, Germany! Ha ha ha..."

It was just a transfer overseas.

Right, does the father go to a foreign country alone?

I miss you a little bit, but now I can also communicate remotely on my internet TV phone.

Family communication will also be manageable.

(Mm, Germany?

At that time... electricity runs all over my body.

I think it's a revelation from God, the idea is flashing.

"Father, can that transfer be accompanied by family?

"Hmm? Well, if you apply, your family's living expenses will be fully covered by the company."

All right, I knew it!

During my previous life as a salarier, I had heard of a system of similar transfers.

I mean, my idea of Heavenly Grace, maybe I can execute it.

"Dad, I want to go to Germany with you!

"You think Cota's in Germany, too?

"Yeah, I want to study soccer while I go to middle school in Germany too!

"I see, that's what you mean! Okay, just apply to the company and I'll arrange it! This is gonna be fun! Ha ha ha..."

This is how I set my course.

He decided to study soccer in Germany, the highest soccer power in the world.