My Girlfriend Wants Victory - Chapter 238
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May 13, 2015.
The second leg of the Champions League final will determine which team will advance to the final.
“Glory! Glory, Man United!”
Manchester United’s home stadium, Old Trafford, was packed from early in the morning with the home team’s supporters hoping that Manchester United would advance to the Champions League final.
“As the Reds Go Marching On! On! On! (The Red Devils Go Marching On!)”
While Old Trafford is on fire with the excitement of the crowd.
In the Manchester United locker room, Ronaldo, the greatest footballer on earth and one of the greatest players in the history of football, was venting his rage at even the god of football (Lionel Messi).
“Damn it!”
Son Jin-ho displayed his advanced skill of listening to the Portuguese swear words that brushed past his ears with one ear and letting them go out the other.
‘What are you saying?’
Son Jin-ho was just casually listening to Ronaldo’s words.
“Son Jin-ho: As I said last time, I will prove in this match that I am the rival of Lionel Messi.”
Cristiano Ronaldo started talking more actively because he thought Son Jin-ho was listening to his story.
“It was February 5, 1985, an unusually bright moonlit day… ”
Ronaldo’s story, which began in the past, continued with a story about Alex Ferguson.
“Then the boss came to me and said, ‘You are a player with world-class potential.’”
Having been praised as world-class by legendary manager Sir Alex Ferguson at a young age, Ronaldo imagined himself becoming the best player in the world.
That’s how Cristiano Ronaldo joined Manchester United.
Sir Alex Ferguson was generous in his praise of Ronaldo, praising the player’s qualities.
“But the boss didn’t know me. I wasn’t just a world-class player. I was the player with the greatest potential in the history of football.”
And Cristiano Ronaldo’s ego soared through the stratosphere with Ferguson’s praise.
‘It was your fault, sir. Didn’t you raise him too much?’
Son Jin-ho, who felt his limits at Ronaldo’s continued whining, passed all the blame on Ferguson for raising his son poorly.
“Chris, stop talking and let’s enter the stadium.”
“SIU.”
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[Manchester United are in a favorable position after winning the first leg 2-1.]
[Yes. Even this match is being held at Old Trafford, Manchester United’s home stadium and also known as the Theatre of Dreams, right?]
[Yes, but since the soccer ball is round, the winner is still unknown. Manchester United vs. Bayern Munich, which team will reach the promised land of the Champions League final? The match has begun with the referee’s whistle!]
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The referee’s whistle signals the start of the second leg of the Champions League semi-final against Bayern Munich.
Cristiano Ronaldo was running around like crazy to not lose the title of Lionel Messi’s rival.
Cristiano Ronaldo running around the field like a rabid puppy.
“What, what is it? Why is this kid like this?”
“Ouch─! That little punk bit me, Referee!”
It was clear that the Bayern Munich players were flustered by Ronaldo’s movements, which were on a different level from the previous game.
I watched the flow of the stadium and thought of Cristiano Ronaldo’s words.
I don’t know if it’s my imagination, but in the story of Cristiano Ronaldo, I felt a sense of recognition and jealousy towards Lionel Messi.
Lionel Messi’s four consecutive Ballon d’Or wins since 2009.
For Cristiano Ronaldo, who always thought he was the best in the world, wasn’t Lionel Messi’s 4th consecutive Ballon d’Or victory a shocking event?
That would be the case, because the talent that Ronaldo possesses is one of the greatest in the history of soccer.
Who would have thought that when he won the Ballon d’Or in 2008 and thought his time had come, there would be a crazy midget who was the GOAT of football at the same time?
But unfortunately, God gave birth to Ronaldo and the god of soccer, Lionel Messi.
‘And the heavens gave birth to me after Messi.’
Anyway, most players would have realized the difference in talent and humbly accepted the reality.
Cristiano Ronaldo was different.
Ronaldo, who wanted to be number one rather than number two in the history of the team, devoted himself to training with all his might.
In the history of the original, he quickly emerged as a rival to Lionel Messi by winning the Ballon d’Or for two consecutive years starting in 2012.
Although he did hand over the Ballon d’Or to Lionel Messi for Barcelona’s treble in 2015.
Didn’t he succeed in recapturing the Ballon d’Or in 2016 and 2017, tying Messi’s record?
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So he barely managed to catch up with Lionel Messi’s Ballon d’Or tally.
He was one step away from becoming one of the greatest players in history, while giving his home country Portugal its first major trophy.
How would you feel if your rival Lionel Messi burned the Last Dance to win three consecutive major tournaments and become the first player in history to win eight Ballons?
‘You must be feeling empty.’
Now, I understand why Ronaldo felt so out of place in history.
The despair of no longer being able to keep up with your lifelong rival due to your body that has aged and the resulting aging curve.
So, it would be inevitable to belittle Messi’s achievements by saying that the Saudi league is better than the French league.
A moment to acknowledge Messi’s achievements.
It would have been an admission that he was merely a second-in-command who made Messi shine.
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“Gino!”
While I was understanding Ronaldo, Ilkay Gundogan’s pass was directed towards me.
The moment I tried to comfort Ronaldo, who was my eternal number two, by passing the ball to him.
Having been abandoned by Ronaldo in Sangam, I came to realize an uncomfortable truth.
‘No… Wait a minute, isn’t Sangam 8-balloon battle?’
Remembering the feeling of being abandoned at Sangam at that time, I quickly changed my mind about trying to comfort Ronaldo by passing the ball to him and tried to pass it to Robin van Persie.
David Alaba and Jerome Boateng, who I thought were passing to Cristiano Ronaldo, got caught in a reversal.
A sublime through pass between Alaba and Boateng found Robin van Persie, who attempted to break into the penalty box.
Robin van Persie calmly attempted a shot after being presented with a solo chance.
Boohoo─!
The moment the ball landed properly on Robin van Persie’s foot.
“Si, SIUUUUUUUU─!”
The howling of the beast echoed through the ground.
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[Son Jin-ho saw Cristiano Ronaldo!]
[Jin-ho Son passes to Ronaldo… Huh? No. Jin-ho Son passes to Robin van Persie!]
[All Bayern Munich players were fooled by Son Jin-ho’s painting!!]
[Robin van Persie gets a solo chance with the goalkeeper in an instant!]
[Just like that, shoooooooooo!!]
[No, Neuer!! Stop this! Manuel Neuer!!]
[This time, Neuer is in goal!!! Bayern Munich’s guardian angel Neuer makes a fantastic save to block Robin van Persie’s shot!]
└ Oh my god, my god, my god
└ Wow, what the f*ck, you can’t put that in?
└ Is it a half-body shot?
└ Didn’t Neuer block this well?
[By the way, Son Jin-ho made an incredible pass. I wish we could see it again…]
└ What was that Son Jin-ho pass? I thought he was going to pass it to Ronaldo. But it suddenly went to Robin van Persie.
└ I really doubt my eyes while watching it.
[Ah. As I was speaking, the situation just before came back to me.]
[Before Son Jin-ho got the ball, he checked the positions of Ronaldo and Van Persie. He looked at Ronaldo and fooled the Bayern Munich players, then passed a no-look pass to the space where Robin van Persie was running.]
└ Wow lol
└ What the heck, you figured out all my colleagues’ locations in that short amount of time?
└ Ha ha ha. You should have finished that half-assed move. That would have been an all-time assist.
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After Manuel Neuer’s superb save, the momentum of the game slowly shifted towards Bayern Munich.
Bayern Munich are on a rampage, trapping Manchester United in their own half.
As Bayern Munich’s attackers began to find their footing, the number of effective shots gradually increased.
Franck Ribery’s curled shot from near the left penalty area was blocked by David de Gea.
The ball fell near Son Jin-ho, who was near the goal.
“Son Jin-ho, pass it to me!”
As soon as Son Jin-ho got the ball, Cristiano Ronaldo, like Pavlov’s dog, instinctively started running at full speed towards Bayern Munich’s camp.
This was possible because there was confidence that Son Jin-ho would pass the ball to himself without letting it slip away.
However, Son Jin-ho repaid Ronaldo’s faith in a slightly different way.
Before the Bayern Munich player could get close, Son Jin-ho, who had been running long, started to run down the field at full speed.
“Son Jin-ho, don’t be greedy and pass!”
As soon as Son Jin-ho’s dribble breakthrough begins, Cristiano Ronaldo’s desperate voice echoes across the field.
“Soccer is a team game, Son Jin-ho!!!!”
Son Jin-ho succeeded in entering the penalty box with Cristiano Ronaldo’s desperate cries as white noise.
As Son Jin-ho enters the penalty box, Manuel Neuer appears.
“Son Jin-hooooooooooo─!”
Until that moment, Ronaldo had been asking Son Jin-ho for a pass.
The moment Neuer’s gaze turned to Ronaldo.
Son Jin-ho pretended to pass to Ronaldo, but took Manuel Neuer’s timing away and attempted a quick shot half a beat later.
Son Jin-ho’s shot went straight past Neuer’s leg and into the Bayern Munich goal net.
“Hoo …
Son Jin-ho, who scored a goal, runs to the corner flag and performs a Hoo ceremony.
“Hmm. I guess I have about 90% of the score this time.”
Ronaldo approached Son Jin-ho, who was celebrating at the corner flag, and opened his mouth.
“What, you sent your soul again this time?”
Despite Son Jin-ho’s blunt question, which made him exhale heavily, Ronaldo answered with a confident expression.
“No, I confused the Munich guys with my voice.”
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