Chapter 102 – Real Madrid’s Troublemaker -2
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UEFA Champions League round of 16 second leg. When Joo Jesus was sent off at the start of the game and quickly scored a goal with a numerical advantage.
Tottenham Hotspur burned with hope that they could possibly create a miracle at the Santiago Bernabéu.
[Tottenham Hotspur! They score a comeback goal in the early hours and start lighting the fire!]
[Never give up!! They didn’t give up!! Their Champions League is not over yet!]
“Fuck Yeah!!!!”
[Director Joe Wright throws an uppercut from the touchline in place of Tottenham’s Victor Valdez, who catches the ball and runs to the half line.]
Manager Joe Wright, who was roaring at Tottenham’s comeback goal, enthusiastically gave instructions while positioned close to the touchline.
“Go out more aggressively!! Spread the sides wide! Make space!! One opponent is not enough!!”
[Tottenham Hotspur’s Michael Campbell blocks the ball! Tottenham immediately launch a counterattack! Michael Campbell’s long pass goes straight to Justin Lennon!]
[Justin Lennon falls to Rafael Obrador’s tackle! But as soon as he falls, he gets up and runs! And you safely catch the ball before it crosses the goal line!]
[Real Madrid’s defenders lost their concentration for a moment! Justin Lennon cross from the side as it is!!]
[Victor Valdes’ header! Goooool! Enter! Tottenham Hotspur scores 2 goals in 10 minutes!!]
[It’s a goal that warms my heart. This is a valuable goal created by Justin Lennon’s earnest heart toward reaching the quarter-finals of the Champions League.]
[Oh my days! It’s a touching scene. Real Madrid’s home fans give Justin Lennon a standing ovation at the Santiago Bernabéu.]
[It was a goal that would make anyone’s heart warm. And to express respect towards the player who showed a great scene. That’s why we love football. Oh. I think I’m going to fall in love with football even deeper today.]
Real Madrid were puzzled by the flow of the game that went differently than they expected. Sergio Pepe scolded the Madrid players in a loud voice, telling them to wake up.
“Puta! Everyone think! If we lose this game, think of Jejus who will be proud!!”
“That’s right! That son of a bitch doesn’t even know the game got tough because he got sent off, and he’s definitely blaming us!!”
Real Madrid’s kick-off that charged morale. Although Roberto Fabianski passed the ball towards Luis Garcia. Tottenham’s strong forward pressure increased the time the ball rotated from the rear.
[Luis Garcia can’t overcome Tottenham’s pressure and loses the ball!]
[Once again, Tottenham’s quick counterattack! Justin Lennon is digging into the Real Madrid camp at high speed!]
Luis Garcia’s first touch was long. Victor Valdez, who had been pressing forward until he was out of breath, seized the opportunity and succeeded in winning the ball.
Victor Valdez’s pass went straight to Justin Lennon, who penetrated from the side. Justin Lennon, who caught the ball, blocked Sergio Pepe, using momentary acceleration, hit the ball and ran away.
As Justin Lennon entered the penalty box, he identified the position of Real Madrid goalkeeper Ter Neuer.
The appearance of Ter Noyer, who ran much faster than expected and reduced the shooting angle, caught my eye.
‘Let’s stay calm!’
Justin Lennon, who cast a spell on himself and calmly fired the shot, raised his hands as if he had a premonition of a goal as the ball grazed Tair Neuer’s legs and headed for the goal.
Chew-!
However, the ball was not counted as a goal. The moment everyone thought it was a goal. Vladimir Lazovic threw himself and kicked the ball out of the touchline.
[Vladimir Lazovic kicks the ball straight into the goal!!! Real Madrid out of crisis!!]
[It was a great defense. You didn’t give up until the end and ran and kicked the ball accurately.]
Vladimir Lazovic, who cleared the ball, faced Ter Noyer and roared.
“Vamos!! Boba (nickname for Vladimir) you crazy bastard!!!”
“Vamos!!!”
Tottenham tried to proceed with a throw while Real Madrid’s defense was not yet in place. A ball boy belonging to Real Madrid’s youth team did not pass the ball right away, but instead threw it in the opposite direction of an oncoming player.
Meanwhile, Real Madrid players reorganized their defensive line. When the chance was destroyed due to the ball boy’s delay, Ryan Smith gave a strong warning to the ball boy.
“You son of a bitch, if you intentionally waste your time one more time, I’ll kick you in the ass.”
“What? I don`t speak English!”
Poo-!
At the ball boy’s taunting attitude, the lid was eventually opened and Ryan Smith pushed the ball boy hard. Real Madrid players rushed at Ryan Smith in excitement as the club’s prospect was pushed and fell. Naturally, a physical fight with Tottenham players took place.
“What are you doing you son of a bitch!”
Beep beep beep beep beep!
“Calmly!”
The referee calmed the players down and gave a warning to Ryan Smith.
“Shit”
Ryan Smith spat out a small curse with a disgruntled expression on his face.
Wladimir’s super save and the ball boy’s wit gave Tottenham some time to catch their breath.
“Okay… Still, it’s more insulting than losing. Wouldn’t it be better to curse after winning?”
Coach Philippe slowly nodded as Tottenham continued to show sharp attacks. He vowed to imitate his teacher, Bishop Valverde.
[Early hour. There will be a change of players in Real Madrid. Roberto Fabianski and Luis Garcia are out and two defenders are brought in.]
[Real Madrid locks up early in the first half.]
[I have to say what I have to say even if I will be punished posthumously. Philippe, you sprinkled shit on this great game.]
After the player substitution, Real Madrid stopped the bus and locked it. Tottenham Hotspur tried to break through Real Madrid’s defence. After being hit by Luka Savic and Jesus Gonzalez’s counter attack, it became a knockdown.
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Game over.
Real Madrid 1 (8): 3 (3) Tottenham Hotspur
[Director Joe Wright, who poured out his anger about acting manager Philippe. ‘He insulted the sport of football, and smeared the honor of Real Madrid.’]
[Acting coach Philippe heard the interview with director Joe Wright. ‘Where is the coward in war? For me, football is war and I have only adopted the smartest tactics to reach the quarter-finals of the Champions League.’]
[Jesus Joo, who set a monumental achievement in the dishonorable record of being the shortest time to leave the game, only ‘5 seconds’ after the start of the game.]
└ To engrave a new world record in the history of football is really heartbreaking…
└ ㅋㅋ ㅋㅋㅋ Make your eyes suspicious while watching a crazy baby game ㅋ ㅋㅋㅋ
└ Whether or not the referee is looking right in front of you, it’s a legend to step on it and walk past it haha haha
└ In the meantime, his expression is as comfortable as taking a walk in the neighborhood.
[UEFA Ethics and Discipline Committee (CEDB) disciplinary suspension for 3 games to Jejus.]
[Real Madrid is reviewing the extension of Acting Coach Philippe due to Valverde’s sudden health deterioration.]
[Madridista protests against the extension of acting manager Philippe. ‘No Philippe!’]
[Acting coach Philippe attends the protest. ‘NO Philippe! I lack team management skills! My role is to be a head coach! Valverde, stop faking illness and return immediately!’]
[Before the quarterfinals without Lord Jesus. Real Madrid fall into crisis.]
└ Isn’t the crisis a bit too much for Jesus? .
└ Jesus Gonzalez – Roberto Fabianski – Bruno Iglesias even without Jesus…
└ Fortress Iglesias came up smoothly.
└ Iker Bravo and Marcos Gonzalez are also candidates. Looking at it now, the attacking team is in saturation, so why didn’t I know?
└ I think I know? Really don’t know
└ … No I guess I know Looking at Jesus-hyung’s playing time, is this the main striker? Why do you have the same playing time as Jesus Gonzalez, who was used from the second half?
└ That is Jeju’s magic. Magical scoring power and magical substitutions. And the magical exit and discipline. As a result, everything is perfect, even securing playing time for the candidates…
└ It’s a great wizard.
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The match against Tottenham is over. The next day, while going to work at the training ground and conducting recovery training, the tragic news came. Coach Valverde, who was watching the second leg of the Champions League round of 16 against Tottenham, had a seizure and was delayed from hospital…
“No, why are you watching a soccer game while hospitalized? I don’t understand.”
Soccer is a sport that is harmful to the heart, and a person called a soccer coach does not know that. While I was whispering, Luis Garcia overheard me and answered.
“Say something that makes sense. Even if you are hospitalized, you are the coach, so of course you have to watch the game. And even a sane person will fall down by the back of his neck if the main striker is sent off like that as soon as the game starts.”
“No, it’s because the boss gave the wrong instructions in the first place.”
I confidently responded to Luis Garcia’s words. This is not my fault Could it be the problem with Valverde, who did not give specific instructions to be cautioned at the end of the game in the first place?
“Puta Madre, which soccer player would wash cards like that.”
What is this kid Is this the Luis Garcia I know? Why is there logic in the conversation?
No. Let’s not waver. It’s not my fault. Card washing was also punished by 3 games. You can participate with a clean body from the second round of the semifinals, so what is so dissatisfied with?
“Yeah~ I’m not wrong.”
A long silence passed.
Unable to bear the silence, I awkwardly scratched my head and murmured.
“Hmm… Shall we go to the hospital?”
Luis Garcia put on a determined expression.
“You and I don’t even think about coming to the hospital.”
“… I’m like that, but why are you?”
“The girl I met at the club and had a hot night with turned out to be the boss’s daughter.”
I just know that the boss won’t be mad at me that much. He snorted and lightly questioned Luis Garcia.
“With just that?”
Luis Garcia nodded slowly. And his next words.
“I am pregnant. My child”
Luka Savich approached and murmured.
“… Jesus Fucking Christ.”
