Some successful people say they have no talent at all and rose purely through effort.
‘That’s complete nonsense.’
Kade Walker absolutely despised people who said things like that.
You’ve got to know how to own up to what you’ve got. It’s natural to want to elevate the value of all the effort you’ve put in. But when people hear “you’re talented,” it feels like it undermines that effort, so they push back.
He understood why people thought that way.
‘Everyone works hard, but the difference is whether talent backs it or not.’
Talent is inevitable when it comes to doing anything well. And to Kade, the biggest sign of talent was simple: fun.
You keep doing something because it’s fun. Even after failing countless times, you get back up—because it’s fun.
The more you do it, the more fun it gets. The more you know, the more exciting it becomes. And because every action is fun, momentum builds on its own. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
Look at those “geniuses” who say they enjoy studying. That’s the ultimate proof they’re talented at it.
Feeling exponentially more enjoyment than the average person when doing something—That was Kade’s definition of talent.
And now, for the first time in his life...
“...I almost stopped enjoying football.”
...he had just witnessed someone with even greater talent than himself.
Right before he threw the ball, Kim Donghu had cut in sharp and snatched it away.
Thwack!
For the first time in his life, Kade realized—he’d been stripped by an amateur.
It was during the middle of the first half. They were winning by a landslide.
Just before the snap, both sides facing each other. Donghu, hiding just outside Kade’s field of vision, suddenly lunged in and snatched the ball.
Even if his position was linebacker, getting the ball stolen as a quarterback in an exhibition match? While still holding it?
That didn’t make any sense.
But the problem didn’t end with him stealing the ball.
“G-Get him!”
Thud!
Even as the linemen closed in on him from all sides—
Tap.
Donghu scooped the ball off the ground and then—
“...He’s taking it all the way to the touchdown?”
—scored.
“...Fucking psycho.”
Edward’s face twisted the moment his signature move was stolen.
“He can do that too now?”
Zain Lance laughed in disbelief.
They had both faced Kim Donghu up close. They knew exactly what he had just pulled off.
‘Scoring isn’t the point here.’
‘It’s not like the team’s synergy improved, or the combos suddenly clicked.’
He just did it. Alone.
In a game of 11 vs 11, he suddenly declared 1 vs 11—and forced it through.
Absurd physical gifts. The ability to read and execute instantly. Knowing where to dive in even when every opponent had eyes on him.
‘It’s like... a disaster from the sky just dropped in front of me.’
He was speechless.
And yet, Kade—had secretly wanted a moment like this all along.
Ever since he lost in Physical 300, he’d kept wondering what would’ve happened if they had met in a real match.
‘I’ll take linebacker. I’ll steal your ball myself.’
From this moment forward, honestly, Team Kim only had one real strategy.
Quarterback run. No pass, just grab and bulldoze through.
‘That’s the only thing we have to stop. Just that.’
Kade steeled himself. He made sure never to say that line out loud.
But right then—
“How far do you think you can go by yourself?!”
“You think you can do everything alone?! This isn’t a fighting ring, you know!”
Edward and Zain Lance couldn’t hold it in and blurted it out.
The infamous line—the loser’s flag. Kade thought it was the worst thing they could’ve said.
***
“He’s flipped that ridiculous score right on its head!”
“Team Kim takes a glorious victory in the Super Bowl Exhibition Football Match!”
“I mean—this is seriously unbelievable!”
“Honestly, he could enter the draft right now and go first overall.”
The game was over. The commentators couldn’t contain their excitement as they continued broadcasting.
“This might be controversial, but Donghu Kim today... was just on another level. He looked like a pro.”
“Agreed. Especially that chase with Kade? Unreal.”
“In the second half—wait, is that stat real? He ran 40 yards in 4.1 seconds?”
“It’s an exhibition match, so it’s unofficial, but... yeah. It’s been clocked.”
To be exact: 4.19 seconds for 40 yards. A record never officially reached before. The last known unofficial one was from the 1900s.
And he did it? Not even a pro athlete, but an actor?
People called it impossible. Claimed there must’ve been an error in the equipment.
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