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All Football Talents Are Mine Chapter 218

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218. Juanito’s spirit (4)

A few days ago, it was Hoyoung who absorbed Xabi Alonso’s talent like a sponge.

Although I’m not at that level yet, I was able to get a feeling of being at a higher level thanks to a few days of pass tutoring.

Moreover, his excellent ball sense and kicking ability created great synergy.

The result was this.

[A ground ball pass to the opposite goal post in one go!]

Gonzalo Higuain, who had broken through the offside trap and penetrated the area where he arrived between Zambrotta and Thiago Silva, was standing there.

and.

widely.

[Higuain shows a stable first touch!]

Gonzalo Higuain, the best finisher from Argentina.

As soon as he saw Dida running out, he flicked the ball to the right.

Cristiano Ronaldo was standing there, and the goalpost was empty.

If he couldn’t put it there, it wasn’t Ronaldo.

Crash!

[Gooooooooooooo!]

[Cristiano Ronaldo puts it in!!]

“Siuuuuuuuu!”

Ronaldo, who undoubtedly hit the goal non-stop, ran to the front of the crowd shouting ‘Siwoo’, the original form of the downpour ceremony.

It was Real Madrid’s second goal in 20 minutes of the first half.

“Waaaaaa!!”

“goal! Gooooool! Gooooooooo!”

“it’s crazy! it’s crazy! “Madrid is crazy today!”

“To the semifinals!”

“¡Vamos!”

“Ronaldo!”

“¡Vamos!”

“Gonzalo!”

“¡Vamos!”

“Hey!”

The home crowd screamed and screamed at the top of their lungs.

Anyone who sees him will think he scored the winning goal in the Champions League final.

It was such a thrilling moment.

There was still one goal left to turn the game around, but there was hope that it could now be turned around.

No, it was confidence beyond hope.

[It shows a performance on a completely different level from the first game against Real Madrid.]

[This proves that Real Madrid’s tactics are run by Woo Young. Woo Ho-young is clearly showing today what a playmaker is. The ability to create attacks as if creating something from nothing has reached its peak. He is a player worthy of repeated praise.]

[But when was that player’s long pass that good? It feels like there is one Xabi Alonso in midfield and one in the second line. It’s just amazing. How far will it progress?]

“It was fantastic.”

“Okay. It was a perfect match. “Wouldn’t this be considered the best goal in the Champions League?”

Sigh.

Ronaldo opened his arms and celebrated his goal by hitting Higuain with his palms and then doing a placement game with Hoyoung, who ran forward.

“Hehe. “The Milan guys look like they’ve been shot in the head?”

“Don’t let your guard down, Higuain. I need to score one more goal. “Did you forget?”

“Of course I know. But I’m not worried anymore? “If we keep doing this, we can score one or two goals like crazy.”

Momentum is a wave.

Once the wind gains momentum, it can blow fiercely until it stops.

That’s the situation at Real Madrid right now.

The defensive wall that AC Milan had built was helplessly collapsing, with gaps appearing everywhere.

If there was an opportunity, it was right now.

‘There’s still plenty of time.’

The time shown on the electronic display was only 21 minutes in the first half.

It was a game where time seemed to pass unusually slowly.

‘Still 20 minutes?’

Coach Leonardo bowed his head.

Looking back on today’s game, it seemed like it lasted about 40 minutes, but now that only 20 minutes had passed, it was deplorable.

This meant that the game was that intense.

Although the results were not good, the players showed fighting spirit and fought hard.

‘This was my mistake.’

Leonardo was quick to admit his mistake.

It was thought that this kind of defensive strategy would work for Real Madrid, but unfortunately it did not happen.

‘The way I dealt with Woo Ho-young was wrong.’

Leonardo is a former scout with great insight.

He had the ability to figure out at a glance whether a player had high potential or how good his condition was.

There was no way he would have looked down on Hoyoung.

That’s why we prepared a customized strategy with even more care than in the last game.

But instead, it came back as a self-defeating weapon.

I thought wrong in the first place.

Wasn’t Woo Ho-young known for his outstanding soccer intelligence and tactical understanding?

Today, he was a leader, leader, and worker.

I even felt this way.

Currently, Real Madrid has 13 players instead of 11.

‘It was a foolish idea.’

Leonardo finally realized it.

The fact is that the skill of the veterans alone cannot be used against them.

It would have been better to counterattack with young attackers like in the first game.

And it would have been much better to open up space and use various mercenary techniques to fight back.

“after.”

I was dizzy.

I felt dizzy and felt nauseous.

But the game wasn’t over.

‘Let’s come to our senses right now.’

Leonardo constantly racked his brain and came up with countermeasures.

It’s still too early to give up.

With 70 minutes left, it meant that AC Milan had many opportunities left to make up for it.

A change in thinking was needed.

‘Whatever it is, there is currently no way to completely block Woo Ho-young.’

In other words, targeting Woo Ho-young was a waste of time.

It might have been the right decision to not be swayed and to create AC Milan’s own game.

‘okay. We do it our way. If you can’t stop Woo Ho-young, just attack the rest.’

Soccer is a game played between 22 people over a ball.

Therefore, in soccer, no matter how good one player is, if the other 10 players do not, you lose.

and.

‘There are still hidden cards left.’

The game has now begun.

[In the 32nd minute of the first half, AC Milan’s overall defense becomes more solid. First of all, it seems like they are planning to hold on like this for the first half.]

The time AC Milan chose to decide the game was the second half.

In order to have a more successful second half, the veteran players had to hold firm in the first half and waste as much of the opponent’s stamina as possible.

[However, there is no guarantee that the same mistake as before will not be repeated. You never know when and where Real Madrid will create a chance.]

That was right.

Unless you’re a robot, you can’t avoid making mistakes.

However, AC Milan responded to Real Madrid’s aggressive pressure by using their body and head to minimize mistakes.

Pow!

As a result, physical fights broke out everywhere.

A fierce battle took place between Real Madrid, who tried to open up attack routes by possessing the ball, and AC Milan, who never gave up space.

Both teams continued their tug-of-war fight for 10 minutes, using up a lot of their stamina.

“Watch out for Woo Ho-young’s pass!”

“If there is a breakthrough, don’t deal with it and go in the direction of blocking the shot!”

“Hey you bastard! “Don’t panic, come to your senses!”

“If the opponent passes, block the person receiving the pass! “If you hesitate, it’s over!”

“Keep the pressure on Xabi Alonso! “I mean, make him unable to move at all!”

Pirlo and Seedorf killed Xabi Alonso’s space and completely blocked his movements.

It was as if Real Madrid’s lungs, which were supposed to carry oxygen, were trapped.

However, if you block one space, another space appears.

“Woo Ho-young’s side!”

“stick!”

“Kill! “Kill it!”

Pow!

When it looked like Woo Ho-young was going to catch the ball, Gattuso rushed in without even asking, inducing a fight.

Every time I bumped my shoulder with Hoyoung, I felt pain as if my bones were being torn apart, but I was able to hold on with just my fighting spirit.

Isn’t Gattuso unrivaled for that one thing?

Considering that I played with a ruptured cruciate ligament, this was still nothing.

‘I’m going to see if I die today or if you die.’

“Come on kid!”

At that moment, a space pass was delivered in this direction, and Gattuso grabbed Hoyoung’s uniform and put his shoulder inward.

puck!

“Ugh.”

“Keuheuk!”

A situation reminiscent of a battlefield.

‘You monster bastard. It’s just a rock.’

Although Gattuso was bleeding more heavily, he did not lose consciousness even for a moment.

Nevertheless, when Hoyoung flexibly took off the pressure, Gattuso blocked the attack, even hitting his side with his elbow.

It was a clever yet rough move.

Kwasik!

“Tsk!”

Since the angle from which the referee can see is limited, he could commit this type of foul whenever he wanted.

This was the exclusive patent of Italian soccer players.

As a referee, there were many ambiguous points in deciding whether it was a foul or something that should be tolerated.

However, Howard Webb, who was the referee for today’s game, had a pretty good eye.

Beep!

“WHY!!”

“Hey Gattuso. Then the uniform will tear. “The physical fight is too rough.”

“after. I was just excited for a moment. “I know what you mean, so let’s end it here.”

Gattuso looked at the referee.

‘I don’t think I saw you hit me with your elbow?’

It was fortunate.

For an English referee who is lenient on physical fights, he was somewhat strict, but it was even better as he kept breaking the flow.

“be careful. “If you do this again, you should definitely be warned.”

“No problem. “I will be careful in the future.”

But that promise lasted less than 5 minutes.

Pow!

Beep –

[In the end, Gennaro Gattuso receives a yellow card.]

[It was natural because he hit Hoyoung Woo in the torso.]

It was the best decision for Gattuso.

Hoyoung caught the ball on the halfway line, and Ronaldo and Zhirkov were trying to break through from the left and right sides.

If it had not been stopped there, a dangerous situation would have definitely arisen.

Gattuso had nothing better than Hoyoung in terms of technique, strength, or stamina, so he used his body to the point of ignorance.

[It was a good choice. Even though I received a yellow card, I didn’t give up a chance.]

[That’s right. Since Real Madrid’s decision-making power is at its peak, they must not give up a decisive chance no matter how many cards they receive. It was a great decision.]

“Whew….”

Gattuso let out a rough breath.

There have been only a handful of times in my life that I have experienced something like this.

El Fenomeno Ronaldo Maestro Zidane Alien Ronaldinho and more.

There have been times when I was frustrated when dealing with them, but never like this.

No matter how many times I faced them, I never felt intimidated.

His momentum was so great that he almost stuck his fist in Ronaldo’s face.

But now I felt helpless, like I couldn’t do anything.

It was a feeling of humiliation.

‘Yeah, it’s similar to back then.’

This happened once before.

May 2005.

When he faced Park Ji-seok of Eindhoven in the Champions League semifinals.

It felt a bit similar between then and now.

On that day, Park Ji-seok crushed AC Milan with his tireless fighting spirit and incredible stamina like a mosquito.

I thought he was a player who truly understood the meaning of ‘dedication’.

however.

‘I can see his face in this guy.’

Moreover, for some reason, even that damn Nedved of Juventus appeared.

I never get tired.

‘Where on earth did this ignorant bastard come from?’

If he had pushed this hard, it would have been normal for him to have shrunk by now, but Woo Ho-young couldn’t have been more cheerful.

If things continued like this, it seemed that the first person to break mentally would be himself, not Woo Hoyoung.

It was a painful time.

match!

Gattuso, who seemed to be going out of his mind, ended up hitting himself in the face.

It was shock therapy.

‘Be alert. You are Gattuso.’

Yeah, he wasn’t going to get tired here.

He was a fighting bull.

But then.

[Ramos hits the ball in one go. Ronaldo catches it with his chest.]

[Cristiano Ronaldo. [He deals with Maldini using a false leg jump.]

Ronaldo’s trademark heel chop.

While dribbling, he turned with his heel and leisurely broke through to the midfield.

And then I looked at Hoyoung.

[Pass given to Woo Ho-young! Hoyoung Woo runs in!]

[Gattuso follows him!]

Poop!

“Keck!”

This time too, it was Hoyoung who won the physical fight competition.

and.

“run!”

Hoyoung Woo’s pass tore through the ground once more.

It was a kill pass that cleverly cut between Thiago Silva and Maldini and headed inside the box.

[Woo Ho-young’s kill pass!]

[Ronaldo runs!]

Percussion!

Ronaldo’s eyes rolled frantically after receiving the pass.

Wait a minute.

Ronaldo hit the shot without hesitation before goalkeeper Dida could do anything.

It was truly a masterpiece.

Crash!

[Gooooooooooooo!]

[Cristiano Ronaldo scores his second goal! Woo Ho-young’s assist shined!]

“Ooooooooo!”

While Ronaldo, who scored multiple goals, ran to the corner, Hoyoung kept his position.

He then circled around Gattuso and continued to throw uppercuts.

“Good. That’s it!”

Gattuso finally lost consciousness at that sight.

“Aaaah!”

My mentality is on the verge of breaking.

Gattuso held onto Hoyoung’s arms tightly.

I couldn’t bear to hit him for fear of getting a warning, so I stopped there.

But that was then.

“downpour!”

Hoyoung opens his mouth as if taking medicine.

Gattuso ended up seeing that.

“What a piece of shit!”

He said harsh words to my face that made me spit.

At the same time, my mentality exploded.

Then.

[Fighting Bull’s Fighting Spirit (SU)]

‘I got it.’

Now all that’s left is victory.

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All Football Talents Are Mine

All Football Talents Are Mine

All Soccer Talent Is Mine, Soccer Talent Is All Mine
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Ho-yeong dreamed of becoming a professional football player. But God didn’t give him the talent, and he died by a lightning strike without achieving his dream. Then, the demon Mammon appeared and gave him the ability to steal the talent of other players.

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