My Girlfriend Wants Victory - Chapter 182



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Seoul, South Korea.

Kang Du-hyeon, who once worked at the Hou Gallery under the nickname Kurehou.

He met the love of his life and managed to get married.

He, who is soon to be a father, gave up his only hobby, watching live broadcasts of the sea bream, and devoted himself to his family.

All I did was fill myself with small happiness by watching highlight reels on my way to work in the morning.

– Mr. Kang, did you see Son Jin-ho’s Ballon d’Or award?

– Ugh. Manager Kang, are we now a soccer powerhouse?

But when he heard the news of Son Jin-ho winning the Ballon d’Or, his heart was set ablaze.

‘Let’s watch the game for the last time.’

He wanted to watch a live soccer game for the first time in a long time, so he ended up applying for annual leave from his company without telling his wife. He waited quietly, not moving, until his wife fell into a deep sleep.

The first half of the game was completely wasted because my wife slept late today, but it was already too late to turn back.

He waited patiently until his wife fell into a deep sleep.

“ruler?”

When he heard the sound of regular, repetitive breathing, Kang Du-hyeon carefully checked to see if his wife was asleep.

“If you go to sleep, I’ll go watch some soccer.”

He opened the door, went into the living room, turned on the TV, took out the leftover chicken from dinner and the beer he had hidden in the corner of the refrigerator, and sat down on the sofa.

[Ah! The one-two went in! Charlie Adam falls to the ground!]

What you see is a fierce battle between Cristiano Ronaldo and Charlie Adam.

“…Did I turn on the wrong channel?”

Kang Du-hyeon muttered in a voice that clearly conveyed his feelings of embarrassment.

[The referee didn’t call a foul! Ronaldo just kept going up!]

But the confusion didn’t last long, as he quickly began to focus on the game.

[Ronaldo’s shot! Ah! Shawcross’s save without sparing his body!]

Because it was an exciting match in many ways.

“Yeah, you have to turn your chin there!”

The game kept going on, maybe because the tension was too high?

“Kia! The hook went in just right!”

“Honey, what are you doing now?”

He ended up waking up his wife who had fallen asleep.

“What are you doing at this hour? Aren’t you going to work tomorrow?”

“Uh… I applied for annual leave.”

Kang Du-hyeon looks at his wife with a nervous expression.

“Really? You have to take a break sometimes. But what are you watching? Fighting?”

“No, soccer.”

The wife looked back and forth between the TV and her husband’s tense face, then burst into laughter and continued speaking.

“Ugh. That puppy-like expression you had earlier was because of soccer? Next time, if you want to see it, just tell me. We can watch it together.”

Kang Du-hyeon looked at his wife with a moved expression for a moment.

[Charlie Adam, who assassinates South Korea King Son Jin-ho and even Ronaldo! Kingslayer appears at Britannia Stadium!]

Swish─

He covered his wife’s eyes as he watched Ronaldo kick Charlie Adam’s shins to free him from the clutches of the ball.

[Ah! I broke it! Ronaldo!]

***

“I have come to end this peace!”

Charlie Adam appeared, acting all shitty like someone who gave one of his arms to a mere fish for show.

As soon as he appeared, the referee’s decisions, which had been keeping the game from getting too heated with relatively clear decisions, began to become erratic.

“Is this a territory expansion?”

The game began to deteriorate as a series of decisions were made to compensate for rough tackles.

The players were no longer obsessed with winning.

What has taken root in the players’ minds is a strong belief that they will defeat their opponents.

Now, the priority is to defeat the opponent rather than to decide the outcome of the match.

“Oh, studs and elbows are prohibited as they pose a high risk of injury.”

Am I mistaken if it looks like referee Michael Oliver is enforcing UFC rules?

I licked my lips as I watched the referee calming down the players.

After being sent off against Stoke City and being scolded by Ferguson, I became a rational person and didn’t get involved in the duel between Ronaldo and Charlie Adam.

‘I would have helped you if I hadn’t been warned.’

The yellow card he received for his Hollywood action in the first half was also holding him back.

Anyway, even without Robin van Persie and me, Cristiano Ronaldo was not one bit behind Charlie Adam.

It seems that the habit of biting my lip and raising my fist whenever I was having trouble in a match helped.

‘Hmm. Is this practice in everyday life?’

Anyway, the situation is that Ronaldo is marking Charlie Adam.

“Virgil!”

Virgil van Dijk managed to block a Stoke City attack and passed straight to me.

Stoke City rush to win the ball.

Certainly, it must have been a man’s team. The physical strength of the players was impressive.

But soccer is not a sport played with muscles.

After seeing Glenn Whelan running towards me, I managed to relieve the pressure by using the Marseille turn at the right time.

Glenn Whelan, who was pushed aside, turned his upper body urgently and stretched out his arm, but I strongly struck his hand and ran towards the Stoke City camp.

“Son Jin-ho, now is the time. Send me a pass!”

As soon as I relieved him of the pressure, Ronaldo ran into the space behind and demanded a pass.

Thump─!

But his opponent is Charlie Adam, who is changing the paradigm of football.

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“It’s disgraceful for a soccer player to show his back! You brat!”

The moment Ronaldo turned his back, Charlie Adam’s thick arms wrapped around Ronaldo’s neck.

“Ugh─!”

In the scene where Charlie Adam, the genius, wraps his arms around Ronaldo’s neck, I couldn’t help but feel excited and shout out the name of the technique.

“Sabakgwi─!!”

Cristiano Ronaldo stretched out both his hands in front of him, desperately asking for help, but I was already too excited to shout out the name of the next technique.

“Four-shot funeral─!”

The moment Charlie Adam heard my voice, he was about to put more strength into his arms.

Bam─!

Cristiano Ronaldo ended up using a forbidden technique that a man should not use.

That’s right, Charlie Adam’s heart was broken.

Charlie Adam, who was hit there with the heel, fell forward without even being able to utter a final word.

“SIUUUUUUUU─!”

Ronaldo continues teabagging while looking down at Charlie Adam, who has fallen and is holding on to the spot.

“Ronaldo, you’re not even a man!!!”

Although boos erupted from the stands at Ronaldo, the self-possessed Ronaldo did not care about other people’s opinions.

“I didn’t see anything.”

Meanwhile, referee Michael Oliver looked like he was going to let it happen.

While the referee turned away from Charlie Adam and Ronaldo.

Before I knew it, I was near the goal, so I swung my right foot and took a mid-range shot, and the ball went straight into the goal net.

By the way, even while the two were fighting, the ball was right under my feet.

Ronaldo and Charlie Adam were fighting for nothing to do with the ball.

Referee Michael Oliver, who had let go of all the little details, pointed to the centre circle and awarded the goal.

“Whoooo …

I ran to the corner flag and performed the ceremony.

***

The match between Man Utd and Stoke City was really intense in another sense.

Stoke City, who had given up on winning after Son Jin-ho’s goal, started to play rough from start to finish with the attitude of trying to injure someone.

“Bloody Hell! Those motherfuckers are injuring my players right now!”

A furious, red-faced Alex Ferguson was booked for venting his frustrations at the linesman.

A situation where the will to soak that kid is strong rather than just putting a goal in.

The referee tried to calm the players down while sweating profusely, but the players had already passed the critical point and started looking at people instead of the ball.

When an opposing player caught the ball, he would run without looking back and perform a body slam, and it was a bonus to kick the leg as if it was a mistake.

“We can’t be rough around the edges anymore, I’m trying to console the players.”

It was no use calling out the claim and getting their attention.

“Kill those bastards.”

“If there’s a kid who hasn’t received his card after the game, I’ll gather them.”

Most of the players had at least one yellow card, and if they started showing another one, there would be no players left to play.

‘5 minutes… Let’s just hold on for 5 minutes.’

Referee Michael Oliver prayed fervently for the game to end without incident.

But for some reason, as the game time ran out, the game became uncontrollably wild, and referee Michael Oliver suddenly thought of Anthony Chamberlain, who was knocked down after being kicked by Jin-Ho Son.

‘From now on, I will not cover the Stoke City and Manchester United matches, no matter what the reason.’

Referee Michael Oliver took a moment to reflect before Ronaldo and Charlie Adam began to fight during a corner kick.

Beep beep beep!

“Really!”

Referee Michael Oliver, who felt like a kindergarten teacher at Haetnimban, managed to calm the players down.

‘Damn, I should have kicked them both out from the beginning…’

He cursed inwardly.

The snowball that was rolling like this was caused by the Stoke City fans cheering despite the rough foul, and the decision was twisted for a moment.

Anyway, the corner kick situation that followed was that of Manchester United.

The ball headed towards the goal after hitting Virgil van Dijk’s head, but it hit Begovic’s fingertips and went out of the goal line.

Referee Michael Oliver again awarded a corner.

“…?”

He unknowingly avoided Son Jin-ho, who was heading to the opposite corner flag to handle a corner kick.

***

I felt a little bit wronged by the way the referee seemed to be strangely avoiding me.

Because I didn’t have the heart to punish the referee.

It’s been a mess since Charlie Adam showed up, but wasn’t it fair judgment before that?

I had absolutely no animosity towards referee Michael Oliver.

‘Well, it’s not like I personally got into a fight with the Stoke City players.’

When I got to the corner flag, I raised both hands to give a signal and then immediately passed the ball into the penalty box.

But is it because there was a little less force applied during the impact process?

The ball passed into the penalty box went towards Januzaj at the near post, contrary to the signal to pass it towards the far post.

The moment Januzaj, who was watching the ball, tried to jump at the right time.

Phew─!

“God… .”

Cristiano Ronaldo effortlessly headed the ball home after getting past Januzaj, who was trying to head the ball in front of him.

“Siuuuuuu─!”

He ran to the corner flag and celebrated, ignoring Januzaj who was writhing in front of the Stoke City goal.

“… Are you a devil’s cub?”

I was speechless at the sight of Ronaldo performing the ceremony with a bright smile.

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