A Chairman Who Has No Regrets - Chapter 174



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Episode 174 – Leverkusen (9)

Whatever the future holds, for now it looks like Leverkusen are trailing Cologne.

As far as I know, after Cha Geun-beom joined Leverkusen, Leverkusen went on an upward trend and thanks to him, he became a legend, so maybe it’s only natural.

“@#$@#$%^%@#$@#$”

The Germans were hurling harsh words at the players on the field with serious faces. Perhaps because the German language felt so stiff, their atmosphere felt even more brutal.

It seems that Leverkusen is also playing with a desperate determination.

Not long after the second half began, the score was stuck at 0:0.

“Ugh.”

Cha Geun-beom groans on the floor, holding his thigh.

This was a moment that proved that Leverkusen’s current squad is shallow and, as a result, is reaching its physical limits.

Moreover, the players will have no choice but to push themselves hard just to qualify for the upcoming UFFA Cup.

Unlike the future league players with strong squads, the current football is not able to enjoy that level of popularity.

“Oh my, what should I do?”

Mother’s worries.

The older sisters also look at Cha Geun-beom with pity in their eyes and secretly cheer him on.

“Master! Get up! You can do it!”

Taesu shouts loudly.

After spending a few days with Cha Geun-beom, it felt natural to call him Master.

“Yes! Cha! You can do it!”

“Cheer up, oppa-”

The older sisters and mother shout at Cha Geun-beom.

For a moment, Cha Geun-beom turned his gaze to the audience, and somehow I had the illusion that our eyes met. I wonder if our voices reached his ears.

“hmm.”

I don’t really want to cheer them on that much, but when I see Taesu, his mother, and his sisters shouting until their faces turn red and they exhale all the air they have left in their lungs, I feel like I can help them out a little.

“Okay, follow me.”

Taesu, my sisters, and my mother look at me at my words.

Clap, clap, clap.

I demonstrated the clapping cheer that will be popular in the future.

My older sisters and mother often start to follow along with the mysterious beat that rings in their ears.

“Do you understand?”

Taesu, his family, and the staff nodded after clapping a few times.

“So, when I say ‘Boom!’, you clap your hands?”

“okay.”

I nodded and looked down at Cha Geun-beom, who was trying to stand up, and shouted.

“Boom!”

Clap, clap, clap, clap!

“Boom!”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Re-berku-zen!”

Clap, clap, clap.

Now, I don’t have to shout alone, but the staff, family, and Taesu take turns shouting “Boom” and “Leverkusen” to the beat.

Cha Geun-beom glances up again and raises his thumb to show us. Seeing his bright smile, several Germans begin to clap and shout along with our rhythm and cheer.

“Boom!”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Re-berku-zen!”

Clap, clap, clap.

One by one, one by one.

Before I knew it, all the spectators around me, and then soon even the spectators on the other side.

Bye Arena.

Korean-style cheering begins at Leverkusen’s home stadium.

“Boom!”

Clap, clap, clap, clap!

“Re-berku-zen!”

Clap, clap, clap.

All spectators.

Perhaps with the exception of a few away fans who were rooting for Cologne, the entire BayArena clapped in unison, in one beat, creating the illusion that the entire stands were shaking.

Beep beep-

The whistle blows again, but the Leverkusen players can’t take their eyes off the stands, and the crowd starts to clap even louder, shouting at the top of their lungs and clapping until their palms break.

Several players were staring at the round ball again with their mouths shut and their eyes filled with determination.

A very excited family.

Broadcasting station staff.

And Taesu.

Also, me.

“Re-berku-zen!”

Me too, before I knew it.

My throat is torn

I’m out of breath and my head is spinning.

They were shouting and clapping. Is this why we watch sports live?

I was very dissatisfied with the fact that I had to make kimchi while traveling, and I felt sorry and sad for my family who couldn’t enjoy the trip, but there was a moment when I thought that it was a good idea to come to this stadium.

Because.

“Wowaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

Just 10 minutes of cheering.

And the one who received it was Cha Geun-beom.

The moment when the winning goal is scored.

My family, Taesu, and me.

The staff and the Germans around them.

Because he hugged me tightly and was genuinely happy, with a bright smile on his face.

“Put it in~!”

“Put it in!”

“Waaaaaaaaaah – Leverkusen is winning!”

More than any smile we had ever seen throughout the trip, at this moment, our family’s faces were filled with bright smiles. It was a smile that came from the heart.

It’s really funny.

Why is our family like this?

Why do they feel so genuinely happy about other people’s business rather than their own?

Always making sacrifices themselves.

Like an idiot.

But what’s even funnier is…

Me too, at this moment.

It seemed like I was sharing the same feelings my mother and sisters felt.

Cha Geun-beom’s decisive goal.

Because I’m so happy.

Mom, I’m sure I’m learning something good.

In my mother’s warm embrace, I felt like I was hearing answers to questions I hadn’t even asked.

**

Earthquake on the bridge.

No, some kind of electric shock.

Or low frequency massage.

Anyway, in the end, my legs were not listening to me. I was managing it and controlling my diet to avoid injuries, but there was nothing I could do about my physical limitations.

It was a problem from the first half, and it finally exploded in the second half. In fact, his condition has not been the best for the past few days. He played full-time in the game four days ago, and he had to play full-time in the games before that and the games before that.

“Shit.”

I couldn’t help but swear.

In every game, there are games that are not important, but today’s game was different from those games.

This was Cha Geun-beom’s second season at Leverkusen, so he knew very well that if he didn’t achieve any meaningful results, the media like Sagal would not leave him alone.

“Listen to me-”

Cha Geun-beom, who was gnashing his molars and giving orders to his left thigh, which had no self-awareness. However, the muscles that had risen did not go down easily. He needed a proper massage and rest. He could have rested for four days, but he needed more time than that.

Explosive speed, explosive dribbling.

These thighs were so important to him that he had to use them to make use of his specialty.

Groan, groan.

He doesn’t know exactly what they’re talking about, but the loud noises from the stands, either to encourage him or to swear, are just annoying as noise. Even their cheering sounds like a burden to him.

“Can I… do… this-”

Among them, Korean came to his ears.

It was a moment of awakening.

“Cheer up, oppa-”

When I raised my head, I saw three girls, no, three proper ladies, calling me oppa.

Those three mothers and daughters, who were kind and loving, were the kind of people who would make you smile just by meeting them.

‘Kimchi.’

People who make kimchi at home, not for their own son, but because their son’s friend is also their son, and their younger sibling’s friend is also their younger sibling, and because they are grateful for taking care of their children. People who go out of their way to make kimchi at home, even on an overseas trip that is difficult for ordinary people to even dream of.

If only my face was ugly.

Each and every one of them is a rare beauty, and their hearts are so kind that it is beyond words. And on top of that, he has a face like that.

What is this? Even though I didn’t want to hear it, I couldn’t help but hear it.

Glance.

Soon, Cha Geun-beom’s gaze turns to a strange boy with a sharp face and a frown that makes him look like he’s got horns all over his face.

That guy named Jeon Kang is really strange.

A strange old man who doesn’t act like a child at first, but becomes childish when his family is involved.

The guy looked down at me for a long time, and then I felt something rising up.

“I have to get up.”

I don’t know why, but I didn’t want to lose to that guy either. It would be more accurate to say that he was unlucky because he seemed like he could win everything.

Besides, I can’t just sit here and do nothing without tasting that bright red, destructive kimchi made in a red tub. I think Jeon Gang will start shouting at any moment that there is no kimchi.

“Shut up.”

Cha Geun-beom got up, trying to muster up his spirits.

I was looking at Jeon Kang, who I expected to yell that there was no kimchi, but he was clapping his hands strangely.

I tilted my head for a moment.

Clap, clap, clap, clap!

“Boom!”

Clap, clap, clap, clap!

“Re-berku-zen!”

Clap, clap, clap, clap!

At first, only Koreans.

And then around there.

And then, before we knew it, the whole audience had arrived.

The situation has become one where Cha Geun-beom is forced to move.

Clap, clap, clap, clap!

Every time I hear that applause.

His heart seemed to beat faster. He wanted to cool his heart now, but he kept making it hotter.

“Boom!”

“Re-berku-zen!”

And that fucking shout.

I thought I was used to it now, but I started hearing it clearly.

Suddenly.

Cha Geun-beom clenched his molars.

“If this goes on… there’s no way I can lose. You damned bastard.”

Cha Geun-beom looked straight at Jeon-gang. The guy who always seemed like he would grumble and have no luck was screaming at the top of his lungs, and his face was flushed red as if it would explode at any moment.

“That son of a bitch…”

It wasn’t just Cha Geun-beom who was mesmerized by the cheers of the crowd. His colleagues around him also looked at the crowd, opened their mouths, and clenched their molars as if they felt a strange feeling that made their hearts race.

“There probably isn’t a single sane person.”

Cha Geun-beom felt it.

Today’s match would not have been easy to win with Leverkusen’s shallow squad that is reaching its limit.

But if it’s like this.

I think we’ll win today.

There are still 20 minutes left.

“Because the ball is round.”

The pain and suffering in Cha Geun-beom’s mind disappeared. And following the cheers that made his heart beat, he too began to run down the field.

I don’t know what happened.

Kicked the ball.

The ball went into the goal.

and.

Beep- beep-

As the whistle signaling the end of the game blew from the referee’s mouth.

“yes!”

“downpour-!”

Leverkusen’s players were all intoxicated with victory.

The audience that had been cheering so loudly that their hearts raced and the ground shook were now cheering along with them in their victory, roaring like thunder.

“Boom! You said today wasn’t a joke?”

Boom, who would normally smile and give a thumbs up in response to the words of the blond handsome man, runs somewhere and slides, showing a ceremony he doesn’t usually do.

Thanks to this, the spectators around them put their arms around each other’s shoulders and went wild, looking like they were going to jump off the high wall at any moment.

However, Cha Geun-beom’s gaze was not on them, but on a certain place where Koreans were gathered, to be exact, on the Jeon Gang family.

He put on a really cool face, smiled broadly, and shrugged his shoulders.

“Gyaaaaah- Oppa-”

“Player Cha! You worked hard-”

In response, Jeon Kang’s older sisters and mother shout.

“Master! That was the best!”

Before I knew it, I had become a teacher.

Thinking so, Cha Geun-beom smiled and muttered softly.

“Kimchi and bossam. Can you eat them?”

All he could think about was kimchi and bossam.

And then Jeon Kang smiled and nodded to him.