My Girlfriend Wants Victory - Chapter 163



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Not long after the referee blew the whistle to start the game.

Michael Carrick’s pass was delivered to me under the hostile gaze of Manchester City fans.

“Booooooo─!!”

At the same time, the sound of Citizen’s boos erupted at the Etihad Stadium.

I looked around and immediately swung my leg to try to shoot.

Approximately 44 metres from the Manchester City goal.

Normally I wouldn’t have even tried, but I decided to give it a quick slap just to say hello.

Including the intention to silence the booing citizens.

And then, the Manchester City players also let their guard down, perhaps not expecting anyone to try to shoot from this distance.

I moved the ball slightly forward to make it easier to shoot, and swung my leg lightly, thinking that it would go in, but not if it didn’t.

“…!! Hey hey!! Put pressure on me!!”

If Yaya Toure had listened to Fernandinho’s words and reacted a little more quickly, the shot might have been blocked by his body.

Boohoo─!

Well… that’s just a meaningless assumption.

Swoosh─!

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The shot, which was placed so well on the instep that it was almost impossible to feel, flew at such an incredible speed that Manchester City goalkeeper Joe Hart could not react, piercing the Citizens’ heart.

The citizens who had been booing suddenly became silent.

“Hooooooooooooooooooooo!!!”

There was a roar from a small number of Manchester United away seats.

Is it because of the wonder goal?

“Ginooooooooooo!”

“Korean King Moved to Manchester!!!”

The away fans were even more wild than usual, celebrating the first goal by singing an impromptu chant called Korean King.

“Hoo …

As a form of fan service, I ran in front of the fans who were singing the cheering song and performed a ceremony.

“Nice goal.”

“Is that crazy guy trying to score another wonder goal? Take all of Puskas, take them all.”

My fellow players came up to me and congratulated me.

“Son Jin-ho. You are selfish.”

As his teammates celebrated his goal with bright smiles, Ronaldo suddenly started talking nonsense.

“What the hell are you talking about.”

“If you had passed to me, you would have had an assist. I could have scored.”

At the same time, the fellow players around him quickly left with expressions like, ‘Here they go again.’

Cristiano Ronaldo continued speaking without caring about the gazes of his teammates.

“But Son Jin-ho. You didn’t do that. That’s proof that you’re selfish.”

“I scored and Carrick recorded an assist?”

“That doesn’t matter! Son Jin-ho!”

Isn’t there a saying on the Internet, “the internet is full of sick people”?

“… .”

I tried to ignore Ronaldo’s words and eat my food.

But unfortunately, unlike on the Internet, it is impossible to eat sick in real life.

“The important thing is that I didn’t score!”

Ronaldo, who keeps following along and gaslighting you into passing the ball to him.

As soon as the eyes of those around him disappeared, he began to reveal his greed openly.

“… Are you crazy?”

“So pass it to me! I’ll score a better goal for you!”

I whispered with my eyes slightly unfocused to shake off Ronaldo.

“Cristiano Ronaldo, listen carefully to what I’m going to say. If you want to become the best player in the world, you have to respect your teammates at least a little. Football is a team game, and we are all teammates, not competitors.”

Because to deal with crazy people, you have to become crazy yourself.

And as if to prove that Sapa cannot defeat the Demonic Cult.

Sapadu, unable to defeat me, Jurgen de Thynomaro’s disciple, ran away.

***

The moment Pep Guardiola, who had been holding his messy head after conceding a goal to Son Jin-ho’s mid-range shot, quickly came to his senses and began giving tactical instructions to the players from the touchline.

Cruyffism, the tactical foundation of Pep Guardiola.

The most important thing about Cruyffism is to have possession of the ball and create more chances.

If you control the game with the ball, your chances of winning will increase.

However, in this match, Manchester City was being dragged by Manchester United even though they were leading the game.

The cause is none other than Son Jin-ho.

After the wonder goal scored in the 3rd minute of the first half, the pressure from Manchester City players on Son Jin-ho intensified.

Son Jin-ho was calmly playing the game by using his teammates cleverly and without overdoing it.

“Evra, how high are you going! Stop being a jerk and come back!!”

Pep Guardiola was impressed by Son Jin-ho’s ability to keep possession of the ball while also holding the positions of his teammates.

‘Are you really 18?’

That thought suddenly occurred to me without me knowing it.

With his seasoned play and his ability to verbally abuse veteran players, he was not considered to be 18 years old.

Pep Guardiola’s gaze is turned towards Son Jin-ho.

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Man U’s attack unfolds quickly.

Danny Welbeck’s shot was saved by Joe Hart.

“Hey Joe…!”

Pep Guardiola was about to give instructions to a roaring Joe Hart when he just sighed and shook his head.

Because Joe Hart felt he couldn’t do the role he wanted.

And in fact, Joe Hart’s lack of footwork almost led to a goal.

‘I need a new goalkeeper to play the football I want.’

Joe Hart’s future for next season has been decided in Pep Guardiola’s mind.

***

[Yaya Touré driving the ball up. Recently, with the arrival of Pep Guardiola, there has been conflict, and with Liverpool and Inter Milan showing interest, transfer rumors are emerging.]

[Yes. It was Pep Guardiola who fired Samir Nasri, who failed to lose weight as soon as he took office. He was too decisive… .]

[Ah! The moment I spoke, Yaya Toure to David Silva! David Silva to Aguero with one touch! Aguerooooooooo!]

[Gooo …

└ ManU Doctor: Oh my god, what are you doing? (Angry)

└ ManU Doctor: Wow. That really works. (annoying)

└ 22 Mossolada: You really look like a total idiot when you put parentheses in it.

└ ManU Doctor: I’m not a loner… .

└ 22 Mossolada: I have a few friends.

└ 22 Mosulada: I guess you don’t have any friends since you can’t answer lol

└ 22 Mossolada: This guy is being annoying because he doesn’t have any friends

└ ManU Doctor: It’s annoying that there’s no lover who loses.

└ This fucking bitch

└ Did you turn around?

└ Do you want to fall behind?

└ Apologize right now

└ ManU Doctor: …Why is everyone like this only to me?

└ You’re only doing this to me with wide-area damage, okay?

└ Wow… There are so many scratched up kids here.

***

Manchester United conceded a goal to Manchester City just before the end of the first half.

Sir Alex Ferguson had no comment on the goal conceded just before half-time.

Because it was a goal that was eaten up due to the problem of the elderly players’ declining physical abilities.

There was no need to reprimand either Ferdinand or Vidic, who were both looking furious at their own aging bodies.

Ferguson did not reprimand the veterans at all, and his appearance of caring for them as they grew older only made them even more fired up.

And the second half followed.

Bam─!

Backed by the dedication of veterans who spare no effort, Manchester United’s defensive line has regained stability.

“This is nothing! Just attack me, you motherfuckers!”

Even though the ball was directly hit, I asked Carrick to pass without any hesitation when Rio Ferdinand shouted that he was fine and to go attack.

“Give me the character!”

But from behind, Rio Condanand’s grumbling voice could be heard.

“… At least pretend to be worried. Gino, that shameless bastard.”

I lightly ignored it.

Anyway, let’s go for an active attack based on Manchester United’s stable defense.

Manchester City are starting to shake.

Manchester City’s players seemed to be in disarray, perhaps because they were not yet fully acclimated to Pep Guardiola’s tactics.

“Puta Madre Yaya! Why are you there!”

Even as an outsider, I could see the subtle conflict between the existing players and Pep Guardiola.

Is it because there were no failures at Bayern Munich?

I don’t feel much humanity in the current Guardiola. He is too cold and dogmatic in his treatment of players.

Although players are not machines, Guardiola seemed to regard them as ‘tools’ to carry out his tactics on the pitch.

‘Hmm. I guess I’ll be good at long range attacks.’

It was the complete opposite of Klopp, who played a style of football with trust, embracing even players who needed to be cut.

Well, I couldn’t say which one was better.

Whether it’s Klopp of belief football or Pep of tool football, something moderate is good.

Anyway, is it the effect of the wonder goal in the first half?

I noticed that the Manchester City players were very wary of me.

A situation where all eyes are focused on me.

At the edge of your left field of vision, you can see a red jersey entering the penalty box.

I floated the ball straight out front and passed it.

The odds are 50/50.

If it’s Danny Welbeck, he won’t be able to score, but if it’s Ronaldo, he will.

‘If the gacha probability is 50%, it’s okay even if you don’t get it.’

I prayed and hoped that it was Ronaldo who ran in.

“Siuuuuuuuu─!”

And we won the battle of odds.

Ronaldo, who received the pass, hit the ball as it came flying towards him and scored. He then ran to the corner flag to celebrate and then pointed at me and smiled brightly like a child.

“Oh my. Kid. That’s good.”

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