Chapter 163：CHAPTER 192 - Friendship of fear (3)

"Then I'll wait for you to distribute to the left side."

"Yeah."

When Puyol switched to central defender, Real Madrid changed its development with a long ball-based attack.

Two-top Woo Ho-young and Van Nistelrooy took over the offer, while Robben and Raul swapped positions to spur cross play.

Barcelona, ​​who was in control of the game, could no longer stand in the vantage point.

Real Madrid, who cut the ball, went wild as he stabbed.

The second half was just a series of wars.

Eto'o fell on Pepe's back tackles and was injured, but with a minor he was able to take first aid and play.

But it didn't end there.

The next time Raul fell and hurt his wrist, he played with only first aid.

It was fine up there.

Argentine Robben, who was tackled afterwards, was seriously injured and replaced by Malouda.

Both twenty-two players were fighting hard and fighting hard.

As a result, 12 yellow cards were produced by the end of the 65th minute.

And when Iniesta fell and fell down, Pepe was given a red card.

At the same time, Iniesta was replaced by Alexander Hleb.

As the game leaned towards Barcelona, ​​Alves, who was marking Malouda, squeezed his wrist with a shoe stud, and the situation went in an inscrutable direction.

It soon led to a fight.

The situation calmed down after veterans such as Puyol, Raul and Zidane rolled up their players.

And the two teams are balanced.

Alves was sent off.

[Alves tries to save the first place with an unpleasant look, but the referee pulls out the red card.]

[Of course. It was an obvious intention to anyone.]

Football players are also humans, so when the game is overheated, they can't control themselves.

A football player famous for biting opponents once said this.

-When you're drowned in the game, sometimes you lose your mind.

Now was the time.

[The two teams are currently only one point away. If you do one pass wrong, the trophy in front of you may fly away.]

[That's right. For Barcelona, ​​the chances of winning are very high. Although there are league matches remaining, the remaining opponents are all weak.]

[Real Madrid, on the other hand, needs to be in a hurry. You need to increase the number of attacks or take an adventure.]

The score is still 0-0.

Urgent Real Madrid players pushed the attack violently.

As time went by, the game became overheated, entangled with intense emotional fights, and players with weak mental skills began to lose control.

Then about 72 minutes later.

bang!

Pioke's back tackle came silently and fell to the side.

This happened between Puyol and Busquets.

Beep!

As soon as the whistle rang, a player rushed to Piqué.

"This bitch!"

So far, Captain Raul was taking care of the mentality of the team members.

But he was 180 degrees different.

While catching Piqué's fat, he was swearing.

"You wanna die?"

"Well, can you be that teacher?"

"See you in the national team. I will tell you what you did wrong today. "

Raul's squealing and nasty driving.

The appearance of painful ho-yeong grabbed the shin and turned his fist seemed to swing his fist.

It wasn't like that at all, but I couldn't go this far.

Even if you were scared, you could reduce the frequency of tackle a little.

It was one of the ways to protect the good.

The situation of immediate action did not calm until Carles Puyol came.

"Pique! Come on!"

As Puyol calmed down Piquet, Raul handed Hoyoung a hand.

"Are you okay?"

"Hh. Yes."

Ho-young, who received first aid from the medical team, jumped up holding Raul's hand.

"It's better than you think?"

"What? Good?"

"Yes. I don't know why, but I'm going crazy because my body is sick. "

Sometimes people do that.

If you're overwhelmed by the game like other players did before.

Excessive secretion of adrenaline came to Hoyoung.

"How many minutes are you left now?"

"About 30 minutes?"

"If you score one goal every 10 minutes, that's perfect."

"What?"

The starting point is right now.

[Joo Woo Young adjusts run distance. Roberto Carlos and Zinedine Zidane were right next to the ball.]

[Would you like to hit Woo-young directly? It's a good place to kick with your left foot, so Carlos might be better.]

[But I don't know. Woo Ho-young's left foot is also powerful. Victor Valdez's shoulders will be heavy.]

With that in mind, Victor Valdez was well prepared.

'Uh Woo Young is more likely to kick.'

Nowadays, Ho-young's kick sensation was definitely up.

Just looking at the injuries of Julius Cesar was hurt.

Pep Guardiol also asked me to keep that in mind.

Valdes made fine adjustments to the defensive wall and did not allow any gaps.

It was that moment.

[Carlos takes a step! Swoowoo!

[Ah! It's just passing by!]

Trickery.

Immediately following the run was Ho-young.

The distance to the goal is 25 meters.

The foot is left foot.

All the talent needed for a strong free kick is ready.

It was then that the ball went to the goal.

Cheongung!

"···?"

Ooh uh uh uh uh uh uh!

There was nothing to see.

Accurately and hardly hit the ball was just in the top right of the fast and heavy.

Valdes moved his body to stop, but all he did was move.

Because the angle was straight and even rotated, I could not read the direction properly.

[If Xabi stood tall, he might have been able to block it, but what good is it? The long-range shooting from the monstrous shooting power and technology was just like a killing weapon. You probably didn't know it.]

Real Madrid's first goal came in about 70 minutes.

Ho Young grabbed the emblem with the uniform and stood in front of the crowd. But that was just the beginning.

Frustrated by fraud, Barcelona couldn't stand Real's offensive and allowed an additional run in five minutes.

By the end of the 72nd minute, Gerard Piqué, who had prevented Woo-young from infiltrating, was sent off and faced a greater crisis.

9 to 10 fight.

It was too late to turn around.

Guardiola has set up two lines to prevent further losses, but he still has a lot of space left.

For Woo Ho-young, space was the best weapon.

And he ran wild without missing the opportunity.

Beep-

At the end of the game, everyone who came to the stadium was in shock.

The madridistas were so shocked that they were so excited that the curry from Catalonia was shocked when they passed out.

[5-0. What is this? Perhaps today is remembered as the worst day for Barcelona.]

[There are some things Real Madrid did well, but I don't feel like Barcelona. Was it because you ran out of energy a few days ago against United?]

[I guess so. But most of all, Woo Hae-young's goal determination, especially the hat trick, was art. I think I will have a new tinnitus tomorrow. "Barcelona Killer."

[All would be perfect if there were no residual injuries or aftereffects.]

This put Real Madrid at the top of the league by two points.

Winning all four remaining games was the decision to win.

And Ho-young, who met with Messi's "winning by two points or more," has sought 'unique soccer sense (SS + 2)'.

He also succeeded in bringing King's take-up by satisfying 'Winning', 'Scoring with an in-side kick' and 'Scoring five El Clasico points.'

The hell schedule didn't end there.

Three days later, the second round of the Champions League quarter-finals took place in Santiago Bernabeu.

The supporters shouted Juanito's support slogan seven minutes after the game began.

When the situation turned upside down, it was Real Madrid's traditional ritual that came out in the first seven minutes.

That's why Real Madrid took the initiative from the beginning.

Mourinho deepened his troubles.

I've been thinking about tactics based on how I felt after the first game, but I'm in a big dilemma.

Actively attacked, the defense was too lax.

He too, Vieira couldn't stop, and Sulley Muntari played for him, but he didn't breathe well with Cambiasso.

Instructed Woo Woo-young to put as much pressure on the first line as possible, but the two lines were twisted and did not work properly.

'Oh shit.'

Mourinho swallowed dry saliva.

It was feeling that gears which we prepared were out of order.

To make matters worse, Francesco Toldo appeared in place of Julius Cesar, who was not injured.

[2m Francesco Toldo goalkeeper. Is there no sense of game? Even his specialty, the aerial ball treatment, is insufficient.]

[It would be dangerous if Real Madrid continued to cross. Two-top van Nistelrooy and Woo Ho-young are defeating Inter's defense in the air.]

[It flows in a similar fashion to El Classico a few days ago.]

Iron must also be hit when heated, Real Madrid spurred side play.

In the midfield, Sneijder and Diarra stably build up, while Maluda and Zidane scored sharp crosses in the second.

At the same time, he constantly communicated.

"Young, I'll keep it short for 15 minutes from now, so be prepared. And after that, I'll put it right in the middle. "

"Okay."

Ho-young, who started a new operation with Zidane, went inside the box and swung the defenders.

The cross began to rise in the center of the box when the defenders' twisted lines were twisted.

Cheongung!

[Go oh oh oh!]

[The ball hit Woo's head and gets deflected by the defender's feet!]

"downpour!"

Ho Young, who scored a goal in the first half, showed a heavy rain ceremony.

The score was reversing the overall score was more impressive.

That moment.

Colleagues rushed in and hit the good like a tsunami.

On the score of Woo Ho-young, Bernabeu was swept up by a craze.

Total score is 3: 2.

Even if one goal was scored, he could advance to the finals according to the principle of multiple away goals.

Only one step to the final.

[Do you believe? Woo Young scored the Champions League # 8 goal!]

[This is a tie for Lionel Messi. Maybe this is Woo Woo-young riding the Golden Shoe in the Champions League?]

The current Champions League scores are Messi and Woo Ho Young with eight goals.

Directly beneath him, Cristiano Ronaldo of United was chasing seven goals.

There was a good chance of going to the finals.

And in the end, the game didn't overturn.

Inter scored an equalizer in the second half, but their chase ended there.

Beep-

The match result is one to one.

With a final score of three to three, Real Madrid, who scored more goals in the away game, entered the final.

The final match is either Manchester United or Barcelona.

The moment was coming to decorate the finale of the season.