My Girlfriend Wants Victory - Chapter 79



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“Fuck, f*ckaaa …

“Is this a lottery? Is this a lottery?!”

“UEFA 사무차장 나가 뒤져 개새끼야!”

The clubhouse in Dortmund was filled with shock and horror at the fact that the strongest team in the world and the defending champions, FC Barcelona, ​​had been selected as their quarter-final opponents.

“… Hehe.”

“Jurgen has lost his mind.”

Jurgen Klopp, who was supposed to calm the players down, was also laughing like a person who had lost his mind.

This reaction was not limited to Dortmund.

In South Korea, Son Jin-ho’s home country, articles with similar reactions began to pour out.

[Breaking News] Dortmund’s quarterfinal opponent is world’s best FC Barcelona.]

└ Ss …

└ This might be a bit difficult;;

└ Seriously;; If you watch last season, you’ll get the feel of it. There’s no answer to this

└ But isn’t it too early to give up when the game hasn’t even started?

└ The soccer ball is round and the game is not over until the final whistle blows.

└ JRL Messi has scored over 50 goals this season lol How did they win this lol

└ Season 50 goals, what the heck? Are you a kid? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

└ Even the season is still far from over

└ I can hear the sound of that son of a bitch getting chewed out like a dog by Megat all the way here.

└ Yeah~ No, our hyung is blocking the message and making a rice cake~

└ I also like my brother, but this guy seems too crazy

└ Seriously;; Does 50 goals per season seem like shit?

└ Don’t worry, Megat will do the suture surgeryㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

While the whole world was reacting with fear or regret at Dortmund’s defeat, Son Jin-ho felt a little different.

‘Whew~ Let’s calm down.’

It was closer to excitement than fear.

‘Xavi, Iniesta, Busquets and Messi.’

Son Jin-ho’s heart raced at the thought of actually facing off against the three idiots who were considered the strongest midfield line in history, something he had only seen on TV in his previous life.

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FC Barcelona.

Xavi, Iniesta, and Busquets are considered the best midfield line in football history. A team with three idiots and 24-year-old Lionel Messi in his prime.

FC Barcelona’s players watched the Champions League quarter-final draw at the Ciutad Esportiva, their training ground and clubhouse, just like Borussia Dortmund.

They dispersed according to their personalities and watched the lottery results.

At one table, the calm and introverted Messi and the three idiots (Xavi, Iniesta, and Busquets) gathered and talked.

“Hmm. It’ll be a fun game, right?”

“In particular, Pep seems to like the youngster at Dortmund. He seems to be thinking of him as a replacement for Andre.”

Andres Iniesta’s expression darkened at Sergio Busquets’ words.

“I don’t like it.”

Because Andres Iniesta was a humble, reserved and introverted player, his fellow players around him looked at him in surprise.

“Andre?”

“You’re too tall to be my replacement.”

“Oh. Andre, then shouldn’t we mention the face?”

“What? Our faces look similar.”

Messi and Seolgan burst into laughter at Andres Iniesta’s words, who continued to speak shamelessly with a shrug of his shoulders.

‘Jinora seems to have a lot of experience in competitions for her age. It seems like it’ll be quite fun.’

While Messi was evaluating Son Jin-ho’s play, recalling what the analyst had told him.

“Andre, what you just said was as unconscionable as your hair.”

Gerard Piqué, a man with voluminous hair, overheard the conversation between the four people as he went to get a drink of water and said playfully.

“… .”

Andres Iniesta, who used to chat playfully with his teammates, was serious this time.

Hair loss was Iniesta’s sore spot.

“I apologize.”

“…sorry.”

Andres Iniesta, the god of decompressing, the soccer player with the best dribbling ability after Messi, and considered one of the best midfielders in the world.

He was ashamed of himself for not being able to shake off the pressure of hair loss.

‘…Is that something to be so angry about?’

Messi couldn’t sympathize with Iniesta, who was angry. It was a problem that was someone else’s problem to Messi, who had even relieved the curse of hair loss.

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Time has flown by since Dortmund’s quarter-final opponent was announced as FC Barcelona.

Dortmund won 2-0 in the league match against Werder Beremen on March 17.

On March 21, they won the Pokal Cup semi-final against Greuther Fürth after extra time and successfully advanced to the final.

“Then let’s give the players some rest for the match against Cologne. The 29th is going to be a tough day.”

Jurgen Klopp has rested his starting players ahead of the Champions League first leg on March 29, ahead of the league match against Cologne on March 25.

With the points gap over Bayern Munich already widening considerably, it didn’t take long for them to decide to give their players a rest.

[Dortmund, without key players including Son Jin-ho, wins 1-0 against ‘lower-ranking’ Cologne.]

Borussia Dortmund, who won the game thanks to a Lucas Barrios goal just before the end of the match, welcomed the aircraft carrier FC Barcelona to Signal Iduna Park for the first leg of their Champions League quarter-final.

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Before the Champions League match against Barcelona on March 29th.

Jurgen Klopp, who entered the locker room, began his tactical briefing by listing the scoring rankings of FC Barcelona players.

Starting with Xavi with 14 goals, passing Sanchez and Fabregas with 15 goals.

“Gino! How many goals did you score?”

“I don’t remember well, but wasn’t it more than 14 goals?”

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“If I remember correctly, it was 16 goals.”

“Oh… Leva, what is it? How would you know that?”

“…he scored one more goal than me.”

“Reva, work harder in the future.”

“… .”

“Anyway, Gino scored more than Sabina Fabregas.”

Lionel Messi’s scoring record of 55 goals appears on the screen.

The players who were chatting while looking at the screen were shocked when Messi’s scoring record was revealed.

“under….”

“55 goals in a season? Is that a human kid?”

“…Fuck.”

Jurgen Klopp smiled as his players began to despair, laughing at the ridiculous record.

Everything went as he planned.

“We are not the best.”

Klopp didn’t just consider tactical factors; he believed that the emotions of the players made the difference.

“But we are a team that can beat the best.”

After showing an opponent overwhelming performance and causing despair, he sends constant trust.

If the players had just thought, ‘Let’s give it our all, even just this once,’ it would have been a success.

“To be honest, the chances of us beating Barcelona and advancing to the semi-finals are slim.”

If everyone on the team is giving their all to win, maybe it’s worth a try.

“But because it’s you guys, there’s definitely a chance.”

Just in time for Klopp’s speech to end.

The screen shows the image of Signal Iduna Park.

“Don’t forget, we have Signal Iduna Park behind us in this match.”

The screen shows the spectators filling the stands before the game even started, cheering at the top of their lungs.

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“I will always be by your side.”

The players forgot the fear of playing against FC Barcelona and unknowingly started singing along to the fans’ cheers.

***

Dortmund’s home fans were not discouraged and sang their anthem passionately even against FC Barcelona, ​​the world’s strongest team.

The Champions League theme song echoes through Signal Iduna Park, while the Südtribühne features a card section.

If it were a normal day, I would have admired the enthusiastic cheering of the Dortmund fans, but now my eyes were fixed on the Barcelona players.

Daniel Alves, Pique, Mascherano, Puyol, Busquets, Xavi, Iniesta, 77 million Sanchez.

And then there’s the god of soccer, Lionel Messi.

Could this be a coincidence?

Messi’s gaze turned to me at that moment.

We looked at each other for a long time without saying anything.

The brief but long exchange of glances ends.

The match between the two teams started with the referee’s whistle. Surprisingly, Dortmund was in the lead in the beginning of the game.

FC Barcelona’s mistakes continue as they are caught off guard by Dortmund’s organized and quick pressing.

But Dortmund’s attack failed to result in a goal.

As time went by, Barcelona, ​​who had adapted to Dortmund’s pressure, slowly found their pace.

Barcelona gradually began to gain possession against Dortmund, and soon began to beat them by confining them in their own half with overwhelming possession.

The build-up is centered around Busquets, Xavi, and Iniesta.

Xavi Hernandez quickly scanned the area before receiving the ball, lightly passing the ball between Shinji Kagawa’s legs and then passing it accurately directly under Sanchez’s strong right foot.

Even though four players were rushing at him, he was able to relieve the pressure with just one one-two pass, which made us burst out in laughter.

Sanchez’s pass goes to Messi, who connects with Fabregas with one touch.

Fabregas used his heel to pass in the direction Messi was running towards.

A sudden shot from Messi, who was quick to counterattack, flew straight towards the goal. Roman Weidenfeller, whose timing was completely lost, was frozen in place.

“… you crazy monster.”

But fortunately, Messi’s shot hit the goal post and went out of the goal line.

‘The words disappeared, this is not good… .’

As Barcelona’s attacks intensified, Dortmund players’ words on the pitch began to disappear.

“Talk! Open your mouth and talk!”

Jurgen Klopp’s insistence on communicating with his players from the touchline fell on deaf ears of the Dortmund players.

Dortmund’s goal kick continues in a situation where the momentum has completely shifted to FC Barcelona.

The ball that hit the back of Sebastian Kehl’s head luckily flowed towards me.

I lightly trapped the ball with my chest just before it hit the ground.

Boohoo─!

He turned his body half a turn toward the goal and took a shot. The well-placed shot passed over the goalkeeper’s head, who was slightly forward, and shook the net.

Swoosh─!

The fact that I scored against FC Barcelona, ​​the so-called best team, sent blood rushing to my head, so I ran to the stands with a cheer and swung my fist in the air with all my might.

“jaaaaaaaaaa─!!!”

Likewise, the heat of the extremely excited Dortmund fans enveloped my whole body.

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[Eww! Jin-Ho Son! Jin-Ho Son!! Succeeds in scoring the first goal against the world’s best Barcelona!!!]

└ Hooo …

└ Gyaaa …

└ ㅁㅊㄷ ㅁㅊㅇ fucking legend goal;;

└ What the hell is this, Puskas?

└ Seriously, a goal like that against FC Barcelona would be amazing in terms of impact;;

[It was a time when the initiative was gradually shifting to FC Barcelona, ​​right? Son Jin-ho, who scored the first goal with a decisive blow at the moment the team needed it! Isn’t this the ace and the superstar!?]

[Yes! If FC Barcelona has Messi, Dortmund has Son Jin-ho! Dortmund is starting to take the lead against the world’s best and defending champion FC Barcelona! And the hero of the first goal is the pride of South Korea! It’s the greatest soccer genius born in South Korea, Son Jin-ho!!]

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