Hyun-jung and I were sitting on the stairs in front of the student association building looking at the football field. We both were very tired and kept silent. She might think about the severe demonstration and I might think about the lost football match. In fact, I didn¡¯t know why I was playing football very hard and I couldn¡¯t understand why she had to demonstrate in spite of a lot of dangers. Our becoming independent just graduating from high schools, everything seemed confusing, complicated, and new. Whenever I recall the time and atmosphere around the university in Korea in 1994, I feel that I was struggling to come out of the egg that had been covering me from the real world as Emil Sinclair in the novel called ¡°Demian¡± did. And I would say that it was the turning point of my life.

¡°This is the end. 26 yards isn¡¯t that far. We need just one good run. Ok? T split left. Sweep right. Signal hut two. Let¡¯s go,¡± said the quarterback. Players clapped together one

time and went to their positions. The center put up the ball and the quarterback shouted, ¡°Ready, Set!¡± The quarterback looked around the motion of defensive secondary and the wide receiver ran to the right side from the left. ¡°Down!¡± I observed the defense end like a predatory animal. ¡°Hut, Hut!¡± When the center snapped the ball, the linemen¡¯s blocking blasted at the same time. The fullback glimpsed me running to the right side. The quarterback turned his body and threw the ball at my chest. I grasped the ball (it was quite slippery) and put in my right armpit. The fu

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Sweep Signal, Bang¡± Tear, Security Law¡±, Korean College, , Emil Sinclair, main gate, main gate university, tear gas, gate university, wide receiver, white smog, student association building, gray sky, threw body, association building, quarterback shouted, football match,