-March 7, 2009-
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Cries of agony were heard in Yong soo's house. "WHY? WHY? 14-2? HOW SHAMEFUL! I CAN NEVER FACE KIKU NOW! NO!" Yong soo sobbed, clutching desperately at his TV. "OH, SAMSONG 60" TV, PLEASE TELL ME IT'S NOT TRUE, PLEASE TELL ME IT'S NOT!"
"Unfortunately, our players were absoblutely crushed today." The announcer said ruthlessly in the TV. Yong soo's hand slid down the TV screen helplessly.
"But...But... We're KOREA... We...we can't lose to JAPAN! We, I- NO!" Yong soo tugged at his hair in frustration. "14-2! TWO! OH, DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN, WHY DON'T YOU JUST RIP MY HEART OUT? AHHH!" Yong soo stood up quickly. "I HAVE TO KILL SOMETHING! WHERE ARE THOSE PECKY COCKROACHES? I'LL ERASE THEM FROM EXISTANCE!" Yong soo shouted, grabbing his slippers to use as a weapon. Suddenly, there was a brisque knocking on his door. Yong soo threw his slipper to the floor in frustration and stromed to his front door. "YES?" Yong soo asked rudely.
"Hello, are you the owner of this place?" A woman in her 50's stood in front of him, looking very cross.
"Yes. And what business do you have with me?" Yong soo asked with equal cross attitude.
"I live right below you, downstairs, and you're making a total ruckus! You are disrupting the quietness of my house, and my children can't study like this! They're going to go to college in 2 years, and if you're the cause of them not getting into a good college, you'll have things to PAY FOR!" And with a 'hmph!', the woman stormed back downstairs. Yong soo stood dumbfounded, and muttered,
"She's obviously a Chinese decendent." Yong soo closed his door and looksed around at him house. "...well, maybe I am over reacting...It's just baseball. I can beat Japan next year!"
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-Next Year (a.k.a, 2010), July 30th-
"NOOOOOO!" Yong soo screamed, yet again. But this time, he was in the stadium, with many other koreans, so it was alright. "THIS ISN'T ALRIGHT AT ALLL! I LOST AGAIN!" Yong soo screamed.
"And the winner is Japan, leading 4-0!" The cruel announcer's voice was heard in the stadium.
"NO!"
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-July 31, 2010...the very next day-
"NO!" Yong soo screamed...for the third time. "CUBA? CUBA? I NEVER EVEN TALKED TO THE GUY, AND I LOST?"
"The Cuban team wins against the South Koreans, leading 18-0!"
"AHHH!" Yong soo screamed in agony.
-at the same time-
"NO ARU!" Yao screamed, horrified.
"The Japanese win again, 15-0 against the Chinese!"
"BUT I'M THE OLDER BROTHER ARU!"
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-August 1, 2010...the next day.-
"HA!" Yong soo yelled, basking in full glory.
"NO ARU!" Yao screamed, horrified yet again.
"Finally, my reputation is now intact!" Yong soo said, proud of himself.
"The South Koreans win against the Chinese, 13-4!" The announcer announced.
"Yes, yes I DID win against China hyung!" Yong soo responded. Yong soo patted Yao on the shoulder. "Oh, it's alright, China hyung, you're getting old anyways!" Yong soo said in a failing attempt to cheer Yao up. Yao merely sobbed in defeat.
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-August 3, 2010-
"OH YEAH! I'M LIVING THE MOMENT! YES I AM!" Yong soo shouted, his arm around Mathew's shoulder.
"Um, Yong soo, I-"
"Hey guys! How did it go?" Alfred asked, popping out of nowhere.
"Ah, America-nim!" Yong soo greeted, energized to the peak. "I won against Canada 7-4!" He said proudly.
"Sweet!" Alfred smiled, and gave Yong soo a high five.
"I'm right here, you know..." Mathew said in his depressed voice next to Yong soo. Yong soo patted Mathew's shoulder gently.
"It's ok, Canada. You're going against China hyung tomorrow, so you're definately ganna win." Yong soo said. "Ah, America-nim, how did you do against China hyung?" Yong soo asked. Alfred gave them a proud Hero-grin.
"I pwned China, 11-0."
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-And so it passed...until it was the Bronze Medal match, between Japan and Korea-
"Bring it on, Japan, I'm totally pumped! I won twice, and lost 3 times, I can tie with you in 3rd place if I win against you!" Yong soo told Kiku, who was sitting next to him.
"...Please promise me you won't start screaming to me when you lose." Kiku asked in response. Yong soo's eyes narrowed as he glared at Kiku.
"Oh, it's ON, Kiku. I will TOTALLY win this!"
-Later that night-
"HOW DID I LOSE?" Yong soo sobbed, while hugging a pillow. "I was doing SO WELL. HOW DID I GET 4TH PLACE?" Yong soo demanded to his pillow. Yao felt it was needed to kick Yong soo, who was sobbing on the floor. "OW!" Yong soo whined.
"Shut up aru! You're whining about being in 4th place at MY HOUSE aru, when I'm SECOND TO LAST? GET OUT!" Yao told Yong soo. But Yong soo ignored Yao, and drank his cup of milk.
"I can't believe I lost to Japan AGAIN. You know, baseball's one of my two main sports, other then Soccer. Of course, I like my b-boying, my basketball, my golfing-Oh, how I LOVE golfing- and other stuff, but those are the two MAIN western sports. And I LOST. TO HIM. China hyuuuung, What should I do if I can't win against him next year? He's like an UNDEFEATABLE LAST BOSS!" Yong soo cried out. Yao lost him when Yong soo started talking about golfing.
"I don't care aru! Just get out of my house. Or else I think the headache you're causing me is going to make another earthquake aru." Yao told Yong soo.
"If you cheer me up, I'll go." Yong soo told Yao, gulping down the rest of him warm milk. Yao sighed. He sat down next to Yong soo, and gave him a light kiss on the forehead.
"Stop thinking about it aru. Bad thoughts are bad for your health. Now GO HOME aru!" And Yao tossed Yong soo to the streets. Yong soo stood in the streets, dumbfounded, for about 15 , he shouted for the last time,
"CHINA HYUNG'S BREASTS ARE MINE!" And ran away before Yao could beat Yong soo up with his wok.
(Well weasel, you told me it had to be about something recent, and here it is! XD It was really fun to write about this...although we did lose...big time. ;A;)
2010 World University Baseball Championship final score:
1st: Cuba {6 W/0 L}
2nd: USA { 5 W/1 L}
3rd: Japan {4 W/2 L}
4th: S. Korea {2 W/4 L}
5th: Canada {4 W/2 L} (Yes, I know, the scores are better then Korea, but it's too complicated, so just google it or something.)
6th: Taiwan {2 W/4 L}
7th: China {1 W/5 L}
8th: Sri Lanka {0 W/6 L}