Amateur Old Man, Enjoy Reborn Football Life

Finally, the final game begins.

We take a slightly longer break after the noon semifinals.

After this, to prepare for the final game from the evening.

"Guys, are you all right?

"" "Yes, coach!

At the end of the break, check the respective conditions.

Fortunately, no one was injured or unwell.

It also feels like everyone's stamina is recovering to about 90%. Elementary school generations are half less resilient.

If it's true, I want these competitions to be held on a slightly more leisurely schedule.

But the hard part is that the final opponent is in the same situation. I can't say I'm selfish.

"Okay, then we're moving to the finals venue."

"" "Yes!

This tournament will only take place in a different venue for the finals.

Until now, he played a game at a football park that also had eight natural lawn sides.

The final is a stadium on the property.

"Oh, big..."

"Wow... I've seen it on TV..."

"Are you sure you want to do this here..."

Arriving at the entrance to the venue, we look up and open our mouths wide.

It's a huge football stadium that plays the final.

It was a real dedicated stadium, having also played the World Cup finals.

We go inside, overwhelmed by the look of a giant football stadium.

A light tour of the interior of the stadium before the game.

"Is this the stadium..."

"It's big inside too...... how many people are going in, here?

"Sounds like about 50,000 people... here"

"Wow..."

It gets even more flattering when you go inside.

The historic stadium in Paris didn't have half the presence.

We've also been to Japan's J-League games on family vacations.

But the size of the Japanese stadium is overwhelmingly different.

"Are we okay... in a stadium like this..."

"Oh... my legs are shaking..."

This is bad.

My teammates were being drunk by the stadium air.

The unique atmosphere of the foreign stadium was putting pressure on them.

We need to do something to relieve the tension.

"Hey, guys, you know what? When there's a real game here, the ground shakes with 50,000 cheers?

I speak to my nervous teammates.

Talk slowly as you think about the overseas games you saw in your previous life.

"You don't have much of an audience today compared to then, do you? Look, take a look."

There were only a few hundred or so spectators in the audience at the stadium today.

Most of them are officials of the Games and children from various countries who were participating in the qualifying round.

Say "U-12 World Cup." It's an elementary amateur tournament.

Without supporters like J-League, local fanatics aren't here.

"You have a smaller audience today than the finals of the National Boys' Football Games we fought for, right? I mean, the pressure, too, was less than half that time. If you think about it, you're starting to feel like it's no big deal!

I explain it in my own theory.

A: 100 p of pressure from the audience in the final of the national boys' soccer tournament

B: Compared to half the number of guests, the pressure in this stadium is 50P

Even adding Paris stadium atmosphere correction alpha (alpha),

[Pressure method = B + α < A]

I mean, there's less pressure than a national tournament.

"Hey, Coata. Half the pressure..."

"What kind of theory, Coata?"

"But Coata's got a point."

"Well, that's a stupid theory, though."

"Oh. You nervously lost it, us...... haha"

Good.

I managed to relieve my teammates of the tension.

My theory made sense.

"Nice, Captain, Coata."

"Ah, Mr. Hyoma...... yeah, thanks"

Only you, Hyoma, noticed my intentions.

I've got my thumbs up and signaled a good job.

It was a rare reaction for you, usually a calm and sedentary leopard. He's in front of the finals too, maybe he's tense.

But I was glad someone was looking at me.

"Okay, the tour is over. It's time for a game. We're going to the locker room."

"" Yes, Coach ""

Finally, the time for the game is approaching.

Only the finals, just like a real international game, they have player admission.

Until then, we'll have an operational meeting in the locker room, while we wait.

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"All right, time. Let's go."

"" "Yes!

The waiting time in the locker room ends.

At the end of the operational meeting, we head out to the pitch with a coach.

"All right, here, wait a little longer."

Keep moving to the waiting area for athletes to enter.

From here you can see the natural grass arena right in front of you.

Finally, the final game begins.

"Heh, Coata."

That's when. I can speak to someone in Spanish.

'I knew you were coming up to the finals, Courta!

"Ah, Serbio... you!

I have spoken from the Spanish representative, who was also waiting next door.

The person is Serbio Garcia. Super ace for the finals.

As casual as ever, he comes close and talks to me.

"That, Coata? The atmosphere isn't the same as before... and the sawamura?

Serbio's expression changes.

I've been observing this one with a sharp gaze.

It's me and Leopard who are at the end of that line of sight.

"Hmm. Are you leveling up...... both of you '

Incredibly, Serbio felt the difference between us just looking at it.

Maybe there's something like an "observation eye” that only geniuses have?

'That's an incredible level increase in this short period of time, Coata. What's going on?

"It's" If you don't see the men for three days, scratch your eyes "... that's right, Serbio."

To Serbio, who has turned his gaze of doubt, I answer with Japanese idioms.

Growing boys grow up fast, even in just three days, while they don't see each other.

So when you were overwhelmed on the first day, you said we were different.

Summarize and communicate in Spanish the everyday conversation I can.

'Heh... Turns out, Coata and Sawamura are funny. Even at the same age in Spain, there was no such thing as air like you. You're right about me. "

Serbian atmosphere changes even more.

My casual smile has disappeared and I have been under intense pressure.

He's got a dangerous grin, like that wild beast.

"It's time for players to enter! If you're on both teams, thank you!

That's when the fate of the tournament instructed me.

It's time for the players to enter.

"Bye, Coata, Sawamura. Have fun!

Serbio leaves that behind and goes back to his team.

Hmm... I'm tired.

Hyoma, you've always been silent, so I'm the only one who got nervous.

But that Serbio Garcia praised me for 'That's funny'. Pretty nervous, but inside it was a joy.

It's a different game for a football geek and a conversation with a famous player.

All right, we need to get in the mood for this later game.

"Hey...... Coata. Now, how many words have you spoken? ⁉"

"It's not English, is it? Spaniards mean Spanish or ⁉"

"Why do you speak Spanish? ⁉"

A little while later, my teammates came in together.

Everyone was surprised at me talking to Serbio in Spanish.

"Look, look, if you were watching a football video or something, you'd remember"

I'll leave it to the proper deception.

It was really the fruit of my studies during my previous life as a salarier, but I'll keep it to myself.

Plus I watched football videos in my previous life and remembered Spanish.

So half is correct, so I'm not lying.

"Okay, here we go!

A decree is issued by the person running the tournament.

"All right, guys. Change your mind, please!

"" "All right!

The explanation managed to work.

We entered the pitch with the voice of temper.