My Girlfriend Wants Victory - Chapter 148



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Late in the evening, after returning from a training session at Wembley Stadium a few days before the Champions League final, I checked into my hotel and waited for the grace of winter to descend.

– WinterWinter: Okay, here’s today’s video.

– Winter Winter: This is a rare video that I was lucky enough to get, so please watch it with gratitude.

– Winter Winter: (Ha-eun trimming .gif)

– Hou: Oh! Ha-eun is trimming! She’s so cute!

– Winter Winter: Isn’t it cute because it resembles my childhood?

– Hoo: (disgusted penguin emoji)

– WinterWinter:ᕙ(╬ಠิ益ಠิ)ง

– Hou: Just kidding lol Our Winter was cute when she was little too~

We talked for a while, and before I knew it, a smile appeared on my face.

– Winter Winter: Jin-ho, after the Champions League finals, let’s go on a trip for the first time in a while.

I couldn’t accept Gyul-woo’s offer to go on a trip after the Champions League final.

– Hou: The Pokal final is left on June 1st.

– WinterWinter: Oh. Right.

The 2012/13 season’s Pokal final was unusually scheduled to be played on June 1, after the Champions League.

– Winter Winter: Then, let’s go after Pokal ends.

– Hou: Okay lol

As my conversation with Gyul-woo ended and I was about to go to sleep, I had a strong feeling that I had forgotten something.

– Hou: (Son Jin-ho lifting the Meister Chalet from last season.jpg)

– Hou: I’ll come back with a new trophy soon.

– Son Heung-min: Phew… Here we go again.

hmm.

Wasn’t this it?

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[April 30, 2013.]

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– Beombu-du: Son Jin-ho, you must realize. This match is Real Madrid’s defeat, not mine. It is Mourinho’s fault for not utilizing the best striker in the country, not mine. He is a very bad manager who has insulted me by mentioning my origins… [Read more.]

– Budoo: And Mourinho once criticized me, saying, ‘You should play for the team, but your teammates are playing for you!’ That’s not right. I played my best for the team that day. All my teammates who played that day will agree with this. And Mourinho often claims that I don’t listen to the manager, but honestly, I don’t understand Mourinho’s tactics. He has many tactical problems. Is defending football? I don’t think so. It’s not defense that determines the game, it’s scoring. If defense was important, defenders would be more expensive than attackers… [Read more.]

– Beombudu: Anyway, Son Jin-ho says over and over again, you have to respect me. I am a great player who won the Ballon d’Or in the EPL for my performance at Manchester United in 2008… [Read more.]

[May 5, 2013.]

– Beombu-du: Son Jin-ho. I heard that your daughter was born. Congratulations on becoming a father. You too have succeeded in finding joy in life. Children are considered to be a gift from heaven. Junior, who is now 3 years old, is quite good at soccer, perhaps because he resembles me… [See more bragging about children.]

[May 12, 2013.]

– Beom-boo-du: Son Jin-ho. Not reading the message is wrong… [Read more.]

[May 23, 2013.]

– Hou: Ah. Sorry Chris. I just saw your message.

– Beom-boo-du: Jin-ho Son.

– Pan-Woodoo: It is a good idea to check messages frequently, as you may miss important contracts.

– Hou: Sorry. I’ll check more often from now on.

– Beombudo: Hmm. I’ll forgive you since you apologized.

– Beombu-du: By the way, Son Jin-ho. Isn’t the Champions League final coming up soon? In order to be in the best condition, you need to make sure you get enough sleep every day… [Read more.]

– Beombudo: Do ​​you understand?

– Beom-boo-du: Son Jin-ho?

– Beombudu: Hmm. Did you go to sleep after listening to what I said?

– Poodeutdu: That’s great.

***

The match between Borussia Dortmund and Bayern Munich was nicknamed Der Clásico, the German version of El Clásico, and the Champions League final was approaching.

The mood among English football fans was not very good, as none of the so-called Big Four clubs had made it to the quarterfinals, let alone the semifinals, of the Champions League.

The match between the arch-rivals of the German club and Wembley, which can be called the holy ground of English football, was enough to trample on the pride of the English people.

“I told you?! You can’t buy the Champions League with money!”

Their anger was naturally directed at Manchester City, who have recently disrupted the Premier League ecosystem.

Although English football fans were venting their anger towards Manchester City, deep down, they were deeply jealous of Manchester City for welcoming sugar daddies.

‘Our team doesn’t have a sugar daddy.’

‘If Mansour was the owner instead of the fucking Glazers, we would have won the Big Ears 3 more times!’

‘There’s talk of Dortmund signing No. 10 this time. Do we have the money to sign him for our team?’

At a time when British football fans were burning with desire and anger towards sugar daddies.

Ahead of the Champions League final, Dortmund’s players began to get motivated under the leadership of Jurgen Klopp and Son Jin-ho.

Jurgen Klopp, realizing that each player had been given a candle and that all the candles had been distributed, opened his mouth cautiously.

“Here is a small candle. One candle would be too small to light up the surroundings. However, if dozens of those lights gather together, they can brighten up the surroundings like now. We must rely on each other, trust each other, and fight in the game tomorrow.”

Son Jin-ho nodded at the familiar phrase. He felt like he needed to start a campfire right away.

“Now, close your eyes and think about why you wanted to become a soccer player.”

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Even as Son Jin-ho was desperately trying to hold back his laughter, Jurgen Klopp’s motivation continued.

“Now open your closed eyes and look straight ahead. You will see the path we have walked so far.”

As soon as Jurgen Klopp finished speaking, a video of Dortmund’s journey so far began to play on the screen, and the players watched the video to strengthen their resolve.

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Old fans who remember the 96-97 season when the club won the Champions League for the first time, sang the cheering song while wearing the 96-97 season uniform in the hope that Dortmund would repeat that glory.

“Only BVB!”

Dortmund’s anthem resonates at Wembley Stadium.

Fans sang a cheering song and recalled the past 15 years.

The team went through a dark period when it went bankrupt, but eventually recovered and won the league championship for two consecutive years.

The perspective of 15 years has changed a lot. The boy has become a young man, and the young man has become someone’s father.

Everything has changed, but the only thing that hasn’t changed is ourselves, cheering with the same passion as back then.

“Our whole life, our pride (Our whole life, our pride)”

Is it thanks to the passionate support of those fans?

“Keep pressing!”

“Don’t even give me a chance to breathe!”

Dortmund’s players gritted their teeth and ran the pitch from the beginning of the game, and they displayed a crazy amount of activity that could be considered over-paced, destroying Bayern Munich’s midfield.

“Gut!! Push harder!!”

Jurgen Klopp gave his players a strong push from the touchline.

A tactic that is so close that even center back Subotic comes up high to join in the build-up.

Jupp Heynckes calmed his players and kept them balanced as Dortmund’s attack was determined and aggressive, and instructed them to exploit the spaces behind Dortmund’s high line.

[Bayern Munich goes on the attack for the first time in a while, Muller passes it to the side. Ribery crosses!! Mats Hummels heads it away!]

[The kicked ball goes to Ilkay Gundogan. Dortmund tries a counterattack! Gundogan to Son Jin-ho! Son Jin-ho catches the ball, and Reus runs forward! Reus! Reus! Reus, left-handed! Ah!! Neuer blocks it!! I wonder what it would have been like if he had hit a little more and run and hit it!]

[Yes. Since it is the Champions League final, both teams seem to be a bit restless in crucial situations.]

In a short span of less than 20 seconds, a fierce battle unfolded between the two teams, and even the fans of the two teams, famous for their passion, momentarily forgot to cheer and just watched the game calmly.

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“You’re crazy.”

Choi Ki-hyun, who was watching the Champions League final broadcast, expressed his admiration.

The 4 a.m. time was no problem for this thrilling, high-octane game.

Although I couldn’t watch every game like I did when I was in Germany, I still watched my students’ games from time to time.

‘… Are you really my disciple?’

Choi Ki-hyun shook his head as he suddenly thought about Son Jin-ho’s tough tackle to win the ball among the big white players.

Even if he didn’t teach anything about soccer, wouldn’t he still be a great teacher?

[Son Jin-ho cuts off! He passes the killer pass straight to Lewandowski! Lewandowski gets his one-time chance!]

While Choi Ki-hyun was thinking like that, Dortmund’s counterattack continued.

[Aaaa …

└ Wow;; I can’t put this in;;

└ Why is this kid Lewandowski like this today;;

└ㄹㅇ The crucial moment is so blown;;

On screen, Manuel Neuer roared after saving Lewandowski’s shot in a one-on-one chance.

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“That crazy kid stopped me again.”

Son Jin-ho shook his head and cursed softly. His gaze was turned to the young guardian angel of Bayern Munich roaring after blocking Lewandowski’s shot.

Manuel Neuer.

This monster goalkeeper, who showed crazy performance as if he had received this match, blocked a whopping 5 effective shots from Dortmund.

‘Sigh. That’s not good.’

Son Jin-ho’s expression naturally hardens.

Dortmund’s players opened up the attack and used up their stamina in advance to be used in the second half.

They should have scored first and taken the game easy, but Neuer’s crazy performance kept the score tied at 0-0, and Dortmund’s players began to get impatient.

Marcel Schmelzer moved to take the corner kick, while Son Jin-ho continued the fight for position in the penalty box.

Son Jin-ho, who confirmed Schmelzer’s sign, realized that the ball would be directed at him and prepared.

Marcel Schmelzer turned a corner into the penalty box.

But the ball flowed behind Son Jin-ho’s position, as if it was a mistake.

Son Jin-ho moved backwards while simultaneously pushing away the arm of the Munich player who was pulling at his uniform.

But the ball went further back than Son Jin-ho expected.

Son Jin-ho, recalling the history of Won, who dominated the first half but lost in the second half due to lack of stamina, laid back and stretched out his right foot as the ball passed over his head.

Normally, he would not have taken such a risky shot, but Son Jin-ho’s body moved instinctively.

Boohoo!

Son Jin-ho’s overhead kick movement was more awkward than expected, but he succeeded in connecting with the ball with his foot.

The ball slid past Manuel Neuer’s fingertips and into the corner of the goal, slotting into the back of the net.

A little later.

Son Jin-ho, who got up from his seat and confirmed that the shot had gone into the net, ran straight to the corner flag and roared.

“Hoo …

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