My Girlfriend Wants Victory - Chapter 159



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Liverpool took the lead early in the first half with Alexis Sanchez’s goal and continued to pressure Manchester United after the goal.

[Henderson steals the ball!]

Jordan Henderson, starting as a right winger, managed to steal the ball from Januzaj.

[So this is Liverpool’s counterattack? Henderson passes to Gerrard and they run forward.]

Liverpool’s counterattack continues.

[Ah! The gap between Manchester United’s midfield and defense has widened!]

United’s ageing defence hesitated to raise their line for fear of opening up space behind them, which momentarily opened up space between the midfielders and the defence.

[Alexis Sanchez breaks through the defensive space! Gerrard’s pass connects to Sanchez once again!]

Alexis Sanchez, who had spotted Manchester United’s weakness, dug into the empty space, and a similar situation occurred in the 11th minute of the first half when he allowed Liverpool to score the first goal.

Sanchez is proving that he wasn’t called the “Megumisan King” for nothing this season.

[Hey! This is dangerous! Sanchez quickly breaks through Vidic!]

I managed to easily remove the Vidic.

[Alexis Sanchez enters the penalty box!]

Alexis Sanchez enters the penalty box in an instant.

“──!!”

The moment Liverpool’s home fans, sensing a goal, stood up and cheered.

[Just like that, shoooo …

Thud─!

[Wowaaa …

[De Gea! David de Gea’s unbelievable save!]

[Wow. Liverpool’s sharp counterattack, Sanchez’s shot into the corner of the goal was also great. De Gea blocks it.]

De Gea’s superb save saves Manchester United from the brink.

“Vamos─!!”

De Gea roars and swings his fist in the air after a fantastic save.

[Yes. I think it can be expressed in one word as well-done and well-blocked.]

└ Doctor ManU: Ohhhhh…!

Midwinter sighed in relief as he watched the roaring De Gea.

***

As Manchester United’s players were thrown out of their minds by Liverpool’s powerful attack, the red face of the Premier League’s Four Emperors descended on the touchline.

“You son of a bitch! Come on, aren’t you? Football is a joke!”

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Ferguson’s affectionate verbal abuse(?) directed at Januzaj strangely brought the other players to their senses.

“Stand up straight. Januzai.”

“You summoned the Four Emperors? You confessed your sins?”

Ronaldo and I gave Januzaj a warm hug after he committed a mistake due to nervousness. It was to create a comfortable atmosphere in the locker room during halftime.

Now, if we go into halftime like this, the locker room atmosphere will become uncomfortable due to Ferguson’s nagging.

“Yanuzai.”

“Was that really the best decision?”

Anyway, thanks to our intensive care, Yanuzai’s abnormal condition began to slowly lift.

A relaxed Januzaj passed quickly without taking up the tempo of the game.

‘Well, I guess this guy doesn’t want to get beaten up by the old man during halftime.’

Well, he looked at me with a slightly pouty expression, perhaps a side effect of my loving discipline, but I didn’t mind.

‘I’m just saying this to wish you the best, honey.’

Because a good teacher is not afraid to scold his students.

‘Whew… The path of a true teacher and mentor is difficult.’

It was a moment when I missed Kihyun Shichi, who was still suffering in the unknown country.

– It’s me!

Well, I don’t think I learned anything in particular… .

– It’s me?

But aren’t people good?

– It’s me!

I’ve felt this way throughout my life, but the words kind and cute seem to have multiple meanings.

“Stop that brat!”

Anyway, as Januzaj and Zaha’s play began to come alive, Manchester United’s counterattack began.

Later, Wilfried Zaha, who was considered one of the top three dribblers in the Premier League and a goalkeeper for big clubs, succeeded in breaking through Liverpool’s defense with his flashy movements.

“Yes!”

The defense collapsed due to Wilfried Zaha’s dribbling.

As they made their way into the penalty box, Van Persie asked Zaha to pass. Wilfried Zaha cut back to Van Persie, who was making his way in from behind.

Van Persie calmly checked the goalkeeper’s position, then focused his eyes on the rolling ball and took a shot.

Boohoo─!

Simon Mignolet managed to block the ball with an outstretched arm.

“under.”

Van Persie bursts into empty laughter.

Well, Van Persie’s shot was blocked by the goalkeeper, but still, after Van Persie’s shot, the flow of the game started to shift to Manchester United.

The match between Manchester United and Liverpool became increasingly intense as time went on.

“Yanuzai! Pass!”

During the game, sergeant Ronaldo would immediately yell at Januzaj and Zaha whenever they showed signs of being greedy and trying to drag the ball, thereby maintaining discipline.

Is it because in the past he had a bad record against Van Nistelrooy for not passing?

“Januzaj, you have to pass to me. I am your immediate senior who lifted the Ballon d’Or….”

There was soul in Ronaldo’s grind.

Well, Ronaldo must have been scolding Januzaj and Zaha to make them do well.

Didn’t Ronaldo, who is currently pursuing two people, also receive a lot of teachings from his seniors when he moved to Manchester?

He learned how to pass by getting taunted by Ruud van Nistelrooy, learned self-discipline by getting taunted by Ryan Giggs for drinking Coke, and cured his diving habits by getting kicked by Roy Keane, Nicky Butt and Paul Scholes.

It was thanks to the love of countless seniors that the current Ronaldo was born.

And our distorted hero, Seok-Du Eom, who was born in such a barbaric way, later taught his younger brother, Gareth Bale, all the lessons he had learned.

It was a beautiful tradition called Naerisarang.

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However, unlike the original history, there was no attachment doll veil around Ronaldo. Ronaldo’s twisted affection seemed to be directed towards Januzaj and Wilfried Zaha.

The strict teachings of Eom Seok-du were a valuable lesson to Januzaj and Wilfred Zaha.

“If the Real Madrid players were at my level last season, Real Madrid could have won the Champions League trophy!”

“… .”

“… .”

I don’t know if Januzaj and Jaha want to teach you.

***

The game continued.

The time has come for the first half to end.

Manchester United had a good chance. Daniel Sturridge attempted a dribble but was turned over by Ferdinand.

“Gino!”

Rio Ferdinand snatched the ball with a clean tackle and passed it straight to me.

I managed to shake off Liverpool’s pressure by showing off Xavi’s technique, Caracoles.

And the moment he was about to pass to Ronaldo, who was running into the back space.

The Liverpool player who was thrown aside grabbed my arm and I fell to the ground.

Beep─!

The referee showed him a yellow card for fouling out a good counterattack chance.

“I’m cold.”

Cristiano Ronaldo came over and got greedy for a free kick.

“Are you sure?”

“I am confident!”

Ronaldo is confident of scoring.

But no matter how I looked at it, it was still too far away to shoot directly, so while the referee was looking away, I erased the white line drawn with a spray gun and drew a new line one step ahead.

Ronaldo, who was watching my actions, smiled with satisfaction and naturally moved with the ball.

“Hey. Honestly, even you think it’s far?”

“Siu.”

We showed fantastic chemistry and almost fooled the referee.

“Booooooo─!”

“Stop messing with football, you motherfuckers!”

If there had been no boos from the audience.

“Stop for a moment.”

As Ronaldo was about to take the free kick, Liverpool fans began booing. The referee, realizing something was wrong, came over and checked the grass.

At the same time, I felt a chill and turned away from the referee.

The referee, who had grasped the situation, cautioned Ronaldo as he prepared to take a free kick.

Alex Ferguson went on a rampage at Ronaldo for collecting cards uselessly, and I ignored Ronaldo, who had a look of resentment on his face.

***

[Ah. The referee is warning Ronaldo? What is going on?]

[Well… I guess it wasn’t a time delay… It seems like he got caught moving the free kick point on his own.]

└ Wow. Look how naturally you move it ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

└ It’s so annoying that he’s pretending not to know anything ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

[Yes. Ronaldo is collecting a yellow card after touching the free kick spot, and Son Jin-ho is looking at Ronaldo pitifully.]

└ Son Jin-ho ㅋㅋㅁㅊ you bastard, you started it first ㅋㅋㅋ

└ Ah lol I didn’t get caught lol It’s the fault of the kid who got caught lol

└ In the meantime, it’s really funny that Ronaldo is the only one who feels wronged by receiving a yellow card.

[The referee returns the ball to its original position. And Ronaldo prepares for a free kick!]

[The referee blew the whistle. Ronaldo runs!!]

[It’s full Ronaldo─!!!]

[Ah. It’s heading straight for the keeper. Actually, it was too far to kick directly, wasn’t it?]

[The referee blows the whistle to end the first half at the same time as the goal kick. Then we will see you later.]

***

I witnessed Alex Ferguson’s hairdryer for the first time after transferring to Manchester United, but strangely I don’t remember anything about half-time.

‘Ugh. What happened?’

While I was trying to find my lost half-time memories, the second half began with the referee’s whistle.

The flow of the game has completely shifted to Manchester United.

There were several factors that led to the game turning in Manchester United’s favor.

The hair dryer may have also had an awakening effect on the players.

I think the biggest factor was that Liverpool, who had shown a good performance through strong pressure in the first half, were overly conscious of Manchester United’s firepower and lowered their line at the start of the second half.

After Liverpool had settled into their own half, Michael Carrick, free from pressure, passed the ball comfortably towards me.

I took my time passing the ball back and forth with Michael Carrick and developed the attack.

Nemanja Vidic equalized from a corner kick.

Only then did Liverpool release the lock and rush to attack, but instead, they ended up losing the ball in a dangerous area and caused a crisis.

I found Ronaldo running behind Skrtel’s back as I intercepted the ball and passed a lob pass straight to Ronaldo.

Ronaldo showed off a neat first touch, dropping the ball in front of him.

Cristiano Ronaldo entered the penalty box in an instant.

Liverpool centre-back Skrtel attempted to tackle Ronaldo to stop his shot, and Ronaldo appeared to trip over his leg.

Ronaldo, rolling around in the penalty box, gestured towards the referee for a penalty kick, and the referee awarded a foul on Skrtel.

“No! It didn’t touch my feet!”

While Skrtel was protesting the referee’s decision with a look of injustice on his face, Ronaldo stood up from his seat, holding the ball in his arms as if someone had stolen the penalty kick.

“I’m cold.”

And then there’s Greed, who confidently declares that he will take the penalty kick.

“Whew. The little kid inside me nodded. You take the car. Chris.”

Van Persie sighed, nodded, and left.

“Siuuuuuuu─!”

Cristiano Ronaldo converted a penalty to turn the game around.

Manchester United managed to fend off Liverpool’s attacks for the rest of the game and secure a comeback win.

I didn’t score any points in the match against Liverpool, but I nodded with satisfaction.

I thought that if there were no injuries to the players, we would be able to do fairly well in the Champions League.

‘Whew. Please be careful not to get injured, you guys.’

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