My Girlfriend Wants Victory - Chapter 230



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Robin van Persie is met with jeers from Arsenal fans as they fill the Emirates Stadium, Arsenal’s home ground.

[Manchester United and Dortmund played a romantic match.]

[Son Jin-ho greeting Dortmund fans right after the match ended. “I wanted to show a good match, so I tried my best more than usual… .”]

Could it be because Manchester United had a romantic and heartwarming match against Borussia Dortmund right before?

[Robin van Persie, who brought up the Arsenal story while mentioning the relationship between Dortmund and Gino… . “I also wanted that kind of relationship with Arsenal. I wish Arsenal fans were a little more understanding like Dortmund fans.”]

Or maybe it was Robin van Persie’s provocative pre-match interview?

Arsenal fans were even angrier than usual and were ready to literally tear Robin van Persie to pieces.

“Help me… you little shits!”

That’s why I resolutely turned down Robin van Persie’s plea for help.

Honestly, isn’t the karma that Robin van Persie has accumulated over the years enormous?

Let’s recall Robin van Persie’s achievements.

[Did the captain of one team transfer to a rival team, calling out to the little child inside me? YES.]

[Have you consistently respected your home team? NO.]

[So, did you constantly provoke your former team, including by going against the rules? YES.]

I thought that it wouldn’t be a bad idea to settle my karma once and then go.

“Booooooo─!”

“I like that idiot!”

“You have to crawl on the floor!”

Anyway, the referee, who had been observing the atmosphere in the stadium, showed Koscielny a yellow card.

I nodded at the referee’s consistent decisions.

At this point, it would be safe to say that the Premier League has established the formula of a penalty kick = a yellow card.

***

After the referee gave Koscielny a lenient decision, the game began to devolve into chaos.

[Ah. You’re cutting me off again with a foul.]

The defenders of both teams, realizing that the Sabakkwe was just a warning, grabbed the neck of the attacker instead of his uniform when he broke through.

“You motherfuckers, stop grabbing my neck!”

“Is that what we’re talking about?”

Naturally, the players’ emotions began to run high.

[Huh? The players are clashing! The referee tries to stop them, but they won’t listen!]

[This is the charm of soccer. A fierce game reminiscent of a fierce battlefield! The match between Manchester United and Arsenal is heating up!]

And the result.

[Fortunately, the first half ends with the referee’s whistle!]

[Yes. The game is getting too heated. The players need to cool down a bit during halftime!]

In the first half alone, a whopping six players from both teams were cautioned.

***

The first half ended in a draw.

Arsenal manager Arsene Wenger’s expression brightened.

Because the game was going as he had planned.

Wenger has pursued beautiful football so far.

His values ​​have changed since his win in the League Cup final this season against Mourinho, who has accused him of being a voyeur.

[Arsene Wenger, ‘Mourinho must learn to accept defeat in order to grow.’]

The moment when Mourinho’s expression began to rot after hearing the contents of his own interview.

Arsene Wenger felt that Mourinho’s rotten expression was more beautiful than the football he pursued.

I have succeeded in realizing that teasing and teabagging the opponent is the true beauty of soccer.

***

[(LIVE) FA Cup semi-final Manchester United 0 : 0 Arsenal. First half ends.]

└ ??? What the? The first half is over, why is it a draw?

└ Wow Arsenal is holding up this lol

└ Seriously ㅋㅋ I thought it would explode in the first half.

└ I didn’t know Arsenal would be rougher than that.

└ Is this really Arsenal, the loners who used to get beat up by Stoke City on fake days? My heart is pounding.

└ Yeah, I felt pleasure watching Koscielny strangle the neck of the half-breed ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

└ Honestly, the price is cheap even if you get hit.

└ That kid is just retribution, you idiot.

└ Honestly, I don’t mind losing the game, but I hope it doesn’t end up being one-sided like it did today.

└ Seriously, especially to those fucking Stoke City guys?

└ ssssss

***

The second half continues.

[Arsenal is pushing Manchester United hard as the second half begins!]

Perhaps thanks to the fans’ wishes, Arsenal did not back down in the second half, just like in the first half, and faced Manchester United fiercely.

Then, in the second half of the 15 minutes.

[Mesut Ozil catches the ball, Sami Khedira tries to apply pressure quickly, but succeeds in shaking it off. Mesut Ozil to Cazorla! And Cazorla sees Juan Mata!]

Arsenal, despite their rough play, have not forgotten their signature beautiful build-up that has now become ingrained in them.

[Juan Mata rushes into the center and passes the ball to Olivier Giroud!]

He succeeded in scoring the first goal by creating a beautiful picture on the green canvas called Ground.

[Olivier Giroud kicks the ball back to Juan Mata!!]

[Juan Mata! Mataaaaaaaaaaaaaah!! Mata succeeds in scoring the first goal!!]

└ ㅅㅅㅅㅅㅅㅅㅅㅅㅅㅅㅅㅅㅅ

└ Mata! Mata! Mata! Mata!

└ What the heck, is the reverse gear going to explode? Is the reverse gear going to explode? Is the reverse gear going to explode?

└ I’m going crazy I’m going crazy!

Juan Mata celebrates by running to the corner flag after scoring a goal following a one-touch pass from Olivier Giroud.

“Good old Arsenal, we’re proud to say that name!”

Arsenal fans went wild.

And as Robin van Persie watched the Arsenal fans cheer, his pupils began to darken.

***

After Arsenal scored the first goal, Manchester United became impatient and increased the intensity of their pressure by pushing higher.

And the most impressive performance of them all was by Robin van Persie.

As if they couldn’t lose to Arsenal.

Robin van Persie, who shows crazy activity and applies strong pressure from the front.

Even Jin-ho Son, who shows tremendous activity in every game, expressed concern about Van Persie’s sudden rise.

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But Robin van Persie seems willing to die today if he can prevent Arsenal from winning.

I started burning all my remaining stamina.

[Oops! Van Persie managed to intercept the pass!]

Robin van Persie drops into midfield and intercepts Cazorla’s pass.

He passed the ball straight to Son Jin-ho and then ran forward.

“Gino!”

While Robin van Persie runs forward.

[Van Persie!!]

Son Jin-ho’s pass, which was free from the pressure of Olivier Giroud, was connected to Robin van Persie.

“Oh, no!!!”

“I will never do anything to that fucking kid!!”

The screams of Arsenal fans echoed through the Emirates Stadium as they witnessed Van Persie grab the ball.

Koscielny sticks his head in, determined to somehow stop Robin van Persie from scoring.

[D, I’m in! Roooooobin van Persieeeee!]

The gods of football have turned their backs on Koscielny and the Arsenal fans’ fervent wishes.

Robin van Persie’s shot went past Koscielny and Szczesny and into the back of the net.

“Rooo …

Robin van Persie succeeded in making Arsenal fans hold on to the back of their necks with a refreshing comeback performance that seemed to show no respect for his former team.

***

25 minutes in the second half.

The inspiration came on as Robin van Persie was substituted after he had taunted Arsenal fans with a reverse run just after scoring.

It was because the Arsenal players’ eyes were half-rolled after witnessing Robin van Persie’s comeback run.

The Arsenal players’ anger at being left without a place to go was directed at other Manchester United players, but…

That wasn’t easy either.

Because our team had the abyssal martial arts master Cristiano Ronaldo.

To be honest, he was called the leader of the martial arts world because he was on the same side as them, but when the enemy saw him, he was like a heavenly demon.

‘Hmm. Since Cheonma is Jurgen. Should I just use Apostolic Brewery?’

Anyway, Marcus Rashford came onto the pitch to replace Robin van Persie.

Rashford was a promising player with clear strengths and weaknesses, including excellent physical strength and lack of brain power.

As long as he was with me, his shortcomings were not a problem.

I can cover for his lack of soccer intelligence.

“Rashford, don’t force your way through, use your teammates!”

Of course, there were many trials and errors at the beginning of the season.

I don’t know who taught him this, but when he told me to use my colleagues, I used them as shields.

As a result, I realized I had to give Rashford specific instructions.

“Marcus. Listen carefully. Don’t just think. Just think about doing what I tell you to do. Do you understand?”

“yes.”

“I told you not to think. Even the answer is a thought!”

“Rae, Raeu.”

“yes.”

From that day on, I worked on ingraining into Rashford’s body, rather than just making him understand in his head, the movements a striker should make.

‘Put that kid in a pot.’

‘SIU!’

‘Why don’t you like it?’

‘SIU.’

‘That guy is nice? That guy said Messi is the best footballer in the world?’

‘You should have respected me, you unknown soccer player!’

It was a completely different level of difficulty compared to Hormon, who could understand directions just by pointing a finger.

I finally managed to successfully tame Marcus Rashford.

“Pass to Chris on the left and run around behind Mertesacker to get in!”

“Raeuu …

When I entered a specific command, I was overcome with an inexplicable sense of elation at the sight of Marcus Rashford readily carrying out the order.

‘I, I can control people!’

Anyway, controlling Marcus Rashford and stopping Cristiano Ronaldo from doing anything stupid, etc.

My workload has increased dramatically in the FA Cup semi-final against Arsenal.

what.

It’s okay.

I’d rather suffer a little more than witness the historic Manchester United performance.

And so far, I’ve only talked about Rashford’s shortcomings.

The speedy Rashford was a threat enough for Arsenal.

As they concentrated on targeting the space behind the slow Mertesacker, Arsenal’s defense began to collapse.

Would we have conceded the winning goal without Koscielny’s soulful backup?

Anyway, we managed to keep the momentum going after Robin van Persie’s equaliser, who was being scolded by the inspiration on the touchline.

They continued to push Arsenal.

Cristiano Ronaldo dribbles into the centre.

Marcus Rashford moves down the left flank where Ronaldo is, drawing the defender towards him.

I was on the second line and instantly saw Arsenal’s opening.

He quickly penetrated into the penalty box.

“Chris! Give me the ball!”

Cristiano Ronaldo’s pass, which was blocked by two Arsenal players, connects to the space I am running into.

I cleared the goal, beat the goalkeeper who jumped out, and then shot straight into the empty net.

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As the shot went into the net, Arsenal fans were seen clutching their heads in frustration.

Dopamine exploded in my head.

“Hoooooooooooooooooo─!

I ran straight to the corner flag with a roar and celebrated.

“Come On!!!!!”

“Rule Britannia!!”

The moment when the passionate cheering of Manchester United fans was transmitted to my body.

Someone hugged me tightly from behind.

I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed as I naturally turned my head.

“Man U is the best!!”

Because I could see Robin van Persie’s face, panting as he ran full speed from the Manchester United bench.

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