313 Qualifier final end


    Immediately along with coaches and staff members of Japan, reserve yers of Japan rushed onto the field to celebrate this auspicious moment with the team. Jumping and yelling along the way, they made their way towards their teammates carrying big wide smile on their faces. However because of the noise generated from the stands, their voices right now was barely audible. Not only the yers and coaching staff members, even the cameramen who were recording this match, ran onto the field as they tried to capture this moment in their camera lenses. At the same time, because of exhaustion those yers who had given their all until now, instead of celebrating this moment, copsed on the ground as they could no longer keep themselves standing.


    To tend those who were seemingly looking injured, medics once again rushed onto the field. Victorious smiles and eyes glistening with pride wasn''t the only thing which was reflecting in the pitch right now. The sniffs and wails of opposing yers was equally resonating throughout the stadium. "So, it''s finally over huh?" dazedly staring at the scoreboard, Kim Il-Sung muttered.


    And as he finished his sentence, suddenly he felt a hollow sensation as his heart started feeling heavy. Moisture started developing in his eyes which were staring at the scoreboard. Yet he barely held himself from letting out those tears umting in his eyes. Just then a drop of sweat entered his already moist eyes.


    That single drop of sweat which irritated his eyes greatly was enough for his tears to flow out. In the pretense of trying to soothe his eyes, he then started wiping the tears formed in his eyes. However the more he rubbed his eyes, the more heavy-hearted he felt.


    "Sniff! Fucking sweat.... sniff!" he cursed as he sniffed. He simply wasn''t willing to admit that he was crying. Thus while wiping his tears, he kept on cursing the sweat for entering his eyes. Right now, he was ovee with grief and frustration of losing the match. n/?/vel/b//jn dot c//om


    A notable figure of the opposing team, who unlike the rest of his teammates wasn''t showcasing any kind of emotion on his face was Park Seung-Gyu. Slowly making his way out of the pitch, he strode towards the exit with no noticeable changes in his expression; seemingly undetected. It was as if he wasn''t bothered by the fact that he had blown the opportunity which could very well give his team a lifeline. But even so, nobody was pointing their finger on him. Almost every single one of his teammates was so engrossed in the moment that they seemingly couldn''t care less about Park Seung-Gyu. Also even if they were aware of his departure, what could they simply say to him?


    10:53


    It''s not like they lost this match because of him. If not for him, they might not even have held this far. One could argue that he was the sole reason, this team had even hold their ground thus far.


    Even the opposing coach who had noticed Park Seung-Gyu''s departure wasn''t raising a single word, despite seeing his yer leave. With a seemingly dejected looking face, he could only watch his yer leave.


    Sigh!!!


    Yutaka one of the few yer of Japan who was on his knees while medics tended onto him, heaved a deep sigh as he tucked his chin to his chest. Having nearly blown away the match because of his anxiousness, he couldn''t help but feel guilty about his actions. As he continued to sulk suddenly beads of tears started falling down from his eyes onto his already drenched pants, "Sniff... sniff..." With his face facing downwards while the medics tended onto him; afraid of startling or worrying the medics or his teammates, he silently wailed while trying his best to hide his teary face.


    Even though he tried his best to hide his tears, medics who were tending onto him caught glimpse of him crying despite him trying his best. However despite catching him crying, those medics neither tried to console him nor tried to intervene; they simply let him by himself.


    Not because they didn''t cared about this boy who was silently wailing in front of them but because they knew exactly what was going through this boy''s head. Having made a crucial mistake which nearly costed them the game, they could understand the reason behind his tears.


    Thus, while being considerate of his feelings, they left him alone so that he could empty his hearts out.


    From both sides, those who were severely injured were gently guided by the medics towards the sidelines.


    And as the cheers kept on intensifying in the stadium, soon those overwhelming feeling of exhaustion which the yers of the victorious team was feeling gave way to an overwhelming sense of aplishment. A mingling feeling of joy and sadness coursed through their veins.


    They had finally done it. And even though they were not getting trophy for their aplishment, it didn''t matter to them right now. Afterall they were entering the world cup as the champions of Asia. For some while the celebration continued as yers of Japan who could still keep themselves on their toes, greeted their fans and showed their appreciation to the fans by bowing their head to them for their undying support.


    "What a joyous moment for the Japanese fans... They''ll be seeing their yers in the U-17 world cup which will be held in Indonesia in some months time as the champions of Asia. However it''s unfortunate that we couldn''t enjoy this moment with the yer who had made this moment possible...." Commentator was doing his job splendidly but trace of sadness could be heard in his voice when he mentioned about the particr yer who was missing right now. And that sadness wasn''t staged either as he had thoroughly enjoyed watching the ys of that yer, the miracle he had produced and the pure football magic that he had shown. Unknowingly he had fallen in love with Hiro''s ystyle. While even thementator was saddened by theck of presence of Hiro, most of his teammates however overlooked the absence of Hiro as they looked like they didn''t even care about the man who had won them the game. They were just too much exhrated by their victory that most of them didn''t even give a damn.


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