Chapter 109：CHAPTER 138 - No medal or bronze medal (2)

The first goal of Korea, which no one expected easily.

Still, if that happens, the protagonist is Woo Woo-young, of course.

But that actually happened.

[Go oh oh oh oh! Woo Young's fantastic goal! South Korea scores the first goal !!]

Woo Ho-young was tied for first place with Pato, who was the only leader, scoring the fifth Olympic goal.

The Republic of Korea was once again shaken by the possibility of not only the first bronze medal in the Olympics but also the title of the scoring king.

Netizens watching online live shows were a lot of excitement.

Comments were pouring out at random.

[Oh, betting on Hoveigne's first goal.

[Creeping of the forearm. Is this just me?]

[호 ↗ 우 ↘ 호 ↗ 우 ↘ 영 → 차 ↘ 영 ↗ 차]

[Go on, boy! Let's lock one more goal !!]

[Isn't this really a bronze medal?

[Group exemption + scoring king = double the ransom?]

[uh? You guys have bakers on the billboard]

In the name of Ho Young, the comment window was overwhelmed, and once again the Brazilian bench was caught on the large billboard.

Ronaldinho jumped out of place.

[Ha ha ... Jinyu brother ... Please sit down. If you hurt your ankle ... don't overdo it?]

[Huh I'm not in the fight of humans. Just sit in your gums and sit down.]

It was a pity not to see Ronaldinho's play as a football fan, but it was a great luck for Korea that he was not in the game.

Had he come out, there would have been no hope of winning.

Ronaldinho was sitting on the bench again, even if he recognized the hearts of Korean football fans.

Then he asked Ronaldo, who was sitting next to him.

"Who is he? Ronnie, the genius you talked about. "

"right. Me and Zidane are in tutoring. "

Ronaldinho remembered Hoyoung's name.

Ronaldo recognizes himself as a "genius," because few players in the world have ever seen it.

However, he wasn't interested in the first division because he wasn't active.

Moreover, Genuine had an apprentice Messi.

But today I could not go to attention not interested.

Ronaldinho's eyes twinkled.

It was a desire to crave something.

"I told you not to play today."

"You are injured and you should not go out."

"But I can't guarantee it this way. Andersson That guy is totally dead. "

"I can't help it. I'm holding back too. Until the director releases him. "

Ronaldo wasn't feeling well, but he wanted to play this game as long as his body allowed.

The Olympics were likely to be his last international competition.

But now only 15 minutes in the first half.

Dunga thought it was not the time yet.

If you put Ronaldo who didn't have a good body from the beginning and get hurt in the middle, there is no answer.

He was the last card.

And Dongga was still confident.

'The beginner's luck is here.'

I couldn't stop Woo Young.

Instead of putting two goals, three goals.

It was never unfounded confidence.

Because they were Brazil.

After all nagging.

Shortly thereafter, Dunga's expectations were met.

The attack line of Robinho-Pato-Jo began to exert its power, creating a decisive opportunity.

First 36 minutes.

It was a breakthrough that started from Hovenue.

[Hovenue, dig into the center from the left side. Ki Sung Ryong! Ki Sung-ryong should stop in front of you!]

widely.

"윽!"

However, Hobinyu flipped Ki Sung-ryong as if he was using his straw, and immediately followed Kim Min-soo as a scarecrow by upper body painting.

Shortly after that, he hit a mid-range shot.

Fuzzy!

[Quality of Seong Yong! The ball came out of my hand! I have to kick it out !!]

Patu's body on the right side popped out like a lightning bolt, aiming for a loose ball.

I tried to catch Kwon Changsu, but could not catch up with the overwhelming speed of Patu.

Cheongung!

It was an equalizer and Patu's sixth goal.

"Oh uh!"

Patu runs in front of the crowd and opens his arms.

This is the Olympic scorer, I was telling with my whole body.

Meanwhile, Robinho approached and stroked Patou's head.

"You push me next time. I can't give him that second place.

"Sure."

Both eyes turned to the halfline.

Woo Ho-young's bitter back was seen.

"Huh. The flag is dead. "

Somehow, hovinyu could not stop laughing.

Joy was until then.

Beep!

Resume the game.

Korea calmly turned the ball and slowly took the flow.

The market has gradually lifted its share as it is free from pressure.

It was a move to reverse the mood.

[good. The players are very nice. If you increase the success rate while passing the pass, you can take the lead in the midfield.]

[That's right. The pressure is strong, but Woo-young is busy and guarding the ball. It's definitely a more flexible and creative move than in Argentina.]

growth.

Hoyoung, who has matured since that day, focused on hindering the play of Hoffinho by confining the ball to be distributed to the left and right.

The frustrated Hovenue was blaming the team members in a hurry.

'What are our attacking midfielders doing?'

Andersson.

The 20-year-old was overwhelmed by Ho Young's obscurity as a sub-member of Manchester United.

Hovenue's idea was an illusion.

It was Andersson, not Woo, who died.

He was too young.

Full of talent, but not enough experience and skills.

Like Ronaldinho, there was still a lot of playmaking to lead the team alone.

Ho-young aimed at that very point.

And just before the end of the first half.

The moment Ho-ho hit the ball in front of the gate, he broke the crack.

Percussion!

Ball hit by Alex Silva's body.

Immediately, Ho-young flashed his hands with a very uncomfortable look.

"handling!!"

[Fit in hand! Alex Silva deliberately put his hand! Whoever you see is intentional handling foul!]

Alex Silva, who was in a hurry, committed brutality by hitting Ho-young's shooting with his hand, just as he did with a handball player.

The view was too open, so the referee could not have passed.

just as expected.

Beep!

The referee takes out the yellow card.

Woo Ho-young approaches the referee and whispers small.

"Second chapter."

Then the red card appears immediately.

"Oh My God!"

[Alex Silva! Warning is accused of leaving!]

A big hole in the Brazilian defense.

Korea was given a free kick, and Ho Young voluntarily stepped out as a kicker.

No player was against his decision.

About 18 meters.

While the Brazilian players were in turmoil, Ho Young boldly bounced off the street.

The left corner of the net was shaken shortly thereafter.

Cheongung!

[Go oh oh oh oh! Woo Young! Make a reverse goal with a free kick like a cannonball! Woo Ho Young!]

Add to that

[Sharp free kick (A-) ↑]

"downpour!"

Ho Young calmly scored his second goal and spread his fist in his fist.

2 to 1, just hold out was a victory.

But the game is still in full swing.

As the second half began, the heat became even hotter, as if it were the beginning.

Dunga put Hoffinho and Andersson down and joined the defense.

Instead, I ordered the overlap of the left and right pullbacks.

The operation returned to success.

In the second half of the 70th, Marcelo, who was able to overlap, scored a goal.

This is a tie again.

Although the damage was significantly reduced compared to the first half, it was still strong Brazil.

The score is 2: 2.

"Ohhh ohhhh!"

"fun! Anyone score one more goal! "

The upside-down and upside-down game caused the crowd to pour out a wild shout.

It was a good game no matter how much.

Then late 80 minutes.

The outline of the game has not yet been revealed.

How fiercely, if this was the moment to go to shoot-out.

As the players fell into stamina, the hottest game slumped and spread to the mud fight.

Mess.

Yellow card was constantly coming out of intense fights everywhere.

Both teams no longer had to withdraw.

In particular, Korean athletes with military exemptions were able to throw their bodies and throw them into fighting spirits, even if their faces were bloody and kept their seats firmly.

But the limits began to be visible.

No matter how hard they fight, they were not covered with skills.

Lack of capacity.

The walls of the world were high and far enough to stop Brazil's samba football.

Despite his numerical advantage, he was lagging behind in terms of content.

However, the balance was maintained so far, because Hovenue, who was blind to the scoring king, greeted the goal and ate the chance to score.

The British commentary at the Special Studio said:

[If he had been in the position of Hovenue, he would have scored at least one more goal.]

[No doubt.]

In the end 83 minutes.

Dunga took Ronaldo out of the game.

"I can still do it!"

"Do not be stubborn to go in."

"Alas······."

As a result, the scorer went across the water.

All he could do was to pray to God for Brazil to win.

At least win a bronze medal could save face.

Beep-

Soon afterwards, the atmosphere turned upside down again.

At the center was Ronaldo.

Despite the age of 31, he scored 14 goals in the Italian first division Serie last season.

He showed his skillfulness and made Korean defenses wormwood.

Human weapon itself.

The Republic of Korea was able to save one run due to the late tackle of Ki Sung-ryong, but Ki Sung-ryong could not escape.

This also eliminated the advantage of numerical superiority.

[Make sure you stay tuned! There is not much left! Everyone should run a little bit more!]

[That's right. I hope you hold on a little longer.]

The same minute continued for a year.

So late 90 minutes.

While everyone was exhausted, Korea once again gained strength.

It was an attack that started with two feet.

[Last Counterattack! Woo-young, luck off Lucas, Woo-young, run and run, Woo-young, open space on the right! Woo Young! Are you running!]

Perak!

Counterattack Counterattack.

Ho-young, who had set foot on the ball, spurted out of the ground.

I squeezed and squeezed and ran.

The solo lasted more than 40 meters.

The speed of the ball was reduced by about 30 meters from the goal.

This was purely intended movement, not a ball control miss.

This is because the opponent goalkeeper came out a lot ahead.

And just then, Hoyoung's eyes were bent.

Woo Woo-young! Beat once!]

Shooting angle wide open by dizzying turn.

Ho-young, who created the most confident angle, bites it tightly.

Perfect shooting chance.

Woo Wook.

Exhale once and stayed calm.

A fine stroke was made to the right, and he struck down the center of the ball.

In the feeling that I put all the power on the ankle on.

Paang!

Brenu, who was standing in front of him, flew off and tried to defend himself, but it became a handshake to block the goalkeeper's vision.

As it was, Ho-young's medium-range shots burst out like cannonballs.

The arrival point was a vacant corner of the left post.

Chew!

At the very moment.

"Ooh oh oh oh oh !!"

I was upset.

The youngest hat-trick of the Olympics at 15 and 37 days old.

Olympic No. 7 goal.

And wedge bone.

Hot shouts bursting from all sides soaked Hoyoung's body.

But really did not hear anything in the ears of Ho Young.

A bursting heartbeat was only pounding the eardrum.

'finally.'

[Currently the vessel of talent is full. Black Panther's bouncy muscle (10 days) is in the air. Wonderful ball keeping (13 days) is waiting.]

[23 days later, ride the thigh (L) of the car boom.]

finished.

But it was not the time to enjoy the joy yet.

Flick it.

Late 91 minutes.

The second hand kept moving.

Ho Young returned to the half-line, calming her chest.

The watch's timewatch was heading for 92 minutes.

The time went by.

And.

Beep-

Match ends.

Joy rose to Ho-young's face.

It was also the moment when the face of Hovenu fell down in front of the bench.