⚽️Chapter 13: First goal of the tournament
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🏟️ Blue Flame FC vs Chrysalis FC – Second Half
The second half began beneath a dusky sky, golden light spilling across the field like a spotlight on rising stars.
Blue Flame led 3–0, but Coach Park's final halftime words echoed in their minds:
> "If you want to be remembered… don't slow down now."
The whistle blew. And they didn't.
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💥 Chrysalis FC – Crumbling Glass
Chrysalis FC, the youth team with the name of promise but none of the polish, looked out of their depth. Their captain, Hyun Tae-Seok, a fiery but overmatched midfielder, clapped his hands trying to rally the boys.
> "It's not over! One goal, and we're back in this!"
But no one responded.
Their goalkeeper, Lee Do-Hwan, had already developed a tic — tapping both goalposts before every corner like they were his only friends. His eyes never left Min Son, like he feared what magic that left foot might conjure next.
Left-back Kim Yul kept wiping his trembling hands on his shorts. The last time he faced Min Son, he'd nearly fallen over from a single shoulder feint.
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🎯 46th–60th Minute – The Show Resumes
The ball flowed like water in Blue Flame's control. Passes zipped from boot to boot, each touch confident, every run intentional.
And at the center of it all, like a quiet storm, was Min Son.
He ghosted past defenders, not sprinting, but slipping — like wind through reeds. Fifteen dribbles. Each one sharper than the last. Chrysalis stopped pressing him entirely. They stood back, hoping distance would save them.
It didn't.
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🔥 Blitz Curler #1
Minute 52.
Min Son cut in from the left. One shimmy, two. He saw space and struck—
The Blitz Curler screamed off his boot, the ball spinning violently mid-air. It curled wide, missing the post by inches.
But the crowd gasped like it had gone in. Even Lee Do-Hwan didn't dive. He just watched.
> "How did he get the ball to move like that?" someone whispered.
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⚽ Goal – Jin-Woo's Hat-trick
Min Son didn't dwell. Minute 56: he danced past Kim Yul again, left the fullback on all fours, then whipped a low, fast cross.
Jin-Woo, already reading the space, dove into a bicycle kick — elegant in form, wild in execution.
The ball flew over.
The crowd still erupted.
But in minute 60, redemption came.
Min Son received deep, drew in two defenders, then slipped a perfectly weighted pass — no flash, just lethal clarity — to Jin-Woo.
One touch. One finish.
> 4–0. Hat-trick. Jin-Woo. Again.
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💫 Min Son's Wonder Goal
Minute 71.
The ball deflected to Min Son, thirty yards out. He didn't hesitate.
No dribble. No look.
He just struck.
The ball whistled — a clean, rising shot that kissed the bar and dipped in. The net rippled.
> 5–0. A stunning goal. No curl. No tricks. Just thunder.
Even Coach Park blinked in surprise.
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🌀 Blitz Curlers #2 & #3
Later in the 77th and 81st minutes, Min Son tried again.
The second Blitz Curler veered so wide it nearly hit the camera crew.
The third twisted in the air so violently the keeper flinched — but again, it sailed out, teasing the top corner but dying in the stands.
Still, every attempt left the audience murmuring, buzzing.
> "What's that kid doing with the ball?"
"He's still in middle school, right?"
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🧠 Inside Jin-Woo's Head
Jin-Woo stood near the halfway line during stoppage time, wiping sweat from his chin.
He glanced sideways at Min Son.
His jaw tightened.
He had scored six goals in two matches — two hat-tricks.
Yet people were talking about the boy who missed three curlers.
He bit the inside of his cheek until he tasted blood.
> "No one sees the striker. They see the shine."
He adjusted his armband. Not out of pride — but to remind himself he still led.
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🧾 Final Score: 5–0
The whistle blew.
Blue Flame FC erupted.
Parents screamed.
Scouts scribbled furiously.
> "That number 10…"
"That captain…"
"Those two kids... I'm watching them."
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🏆 Player Stats: Tournament So Far (After Matchday 2)
Jin-Woo (CF)
2 Matches
6 Goals
0 Assists
Back-to-back Hat-tricks
"Ultimate striker specimen"
Min Son (lWF /RWF/ Playmaker)
2 Matches
1 Goal (long-range stunner)
4 Assists
Recent match
3 Blitz Curlers (all off target, all unforgettable)
15 dribbles completed
3 big chances created
"Mystical, maddening, magical."
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⭐ Post-Match: The MVP Ceremony
The stadium buzzed with a different kind of noise now — less wild cheering, more murmurs of disbelief. The scoreboard read Blue Flame FC 5 - 0 Chrysalis FC, but the match had felt like something else entirely.
Like a warning to the nation:
> "South Korea has a new golden generation."
And at the center of it all stood a boy who never raised his voice once.
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🏅 "MVP of the Match…"
A suited official stepped onto the pitch with a microphone in one hand and a plaque in the other. The players were still gathering, sweat dripping, breaths heavy, jerseys sticking to skin.
> "For a masterclass performance that controlled the tempo of the game…
For one goal, one assist, fifteen completed dribbles, three big chances created…
And a record-breaking 60 completed passes out of 61 attempted..."
The stadium leaned in.
> "The MVP of the match is…
Min Son of Blue Flame FC!"
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🔥 The Crowd Reacts
The place erupted.
Parents stood. Scouts clapped. Even players from Seoul FC — warming down in the corner of the field — turned to look.
One scout from A.F.C. Bournemouth
nudged another and said in hushed awe:
> "That pass accuracy stat… that's not just control — that's vision, instinct, elegance. From a winger? Unheard of."
Even the ref muttered, "I've never seen a kid make a game bend like that without shouting for the ball once."
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🎖️ Min Son Walks Up
Min Son blinked, then began walking toward the official. Calm. Barely a smile. The crowd chanted his name, and still he moved like nothing had changed.
He shook the official's hand and accepted the plaque, the camera flash bouncing off the sweat on his face. For a moment, he turned back to the pitch — where he had turned grass into canvas — and just stared.
> "I could've scored one more," he thought.
"The Blitz Curlers… They're still not ready."
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💥 Jin-Woo's Inner Storm
Jin-Woo clapped. He didn't hesitate. His hands hit each other like thunder.
But his eyes?
They burned.
> "Three goals. Only one chance missed. Clinical finishing. No MVP."
"They say strikers score, but playmakers shine. Maybe I should start glowing."
He looked down at his cleats. Then back up at Min Son, who had already turned and begun walking back.
> "I'll beat you."
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🏟️ End of Matchday Two – Tournament Shakeup
Blue Flame FC still sat at the second of the group with 6 points and +7 goal difference.
Outlaw FC remained deadly, but even they looked over their shoulders now.
Seoul FC watched carefully.
The scouts' notebooks filled quickly.
And in bold, inked capitals beneath the match summary, one line stood out in all of them:
> "Min Son – 60/61 passes – Korea Youth Record."
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