Chapter 187：CHAPTER 216 - The Spirit of Juanito (2)

April 7, 5 pm.

Tens of thousands of people, from Madrid Square to the entrance to Santiago Bernabeu Stadium, shouted for cheer.

Although they lost 4-1 in the first game, the fans did not give up until the end.

How many times have you actually reversed a game that was very disadvantageous at home?

"The 90 minutes of Santiago Bernabeu is very long," he said.

"after······."

"You're more nervous today."

Soon after arriving at the locker room, Real Madrid's squad showed their nervous faces.

That was true for Hoyoung.

'You can win. I can win. '

The score of 4 to 1 continued to roam in my head, but Ho Young struggled to blow it up and grab the mind.

And boldly faced.

AC Milan?

The funny thing is, is it a senior citizen's house where the stars of the past, who once had a name, gathered together?

The current Real Madrid squad could not win.

Although he was defeated by playing Leonardo's grip in Game 1, Real Madrid came out with a flawless tactic.

Woo Young.

If he is close to perfection, the story is different.

"Torrential rain ..."

Magic spells to victory.

Winning mentality.

I thought that I would win it and filled my head.

The mischievous appearance was nowhere to be seen.

Confidence that will never be overwhelmed by the other person and the desire not to be overlooked.

That was true mental power.

The game was very short and very quiet.

Soon after, the press conference with Scolari and Raul seemed to be out of breath.

The question was simple.

"I lost 4-4 in the last game, how do you watch today?"

What do you need?

The thoughts of the director and the captain were one.

On behalf of Scolari, Raul spoke into the microphone.

"I'll show you why Santiago Bernabeu is synonymous with station reversal."

8:45 at night.

Players from each team prepared for the second leg of the Champions League quarter-finals.

Halla Madrid's song was welcoming than ever before.

Later, as the theme songs of the Champions League rang out on the field, players filled with hoards walked out of the tunnel.

Looking at the appearance did not know who is losing.

The momentum of Real Madrid and so on.

And by the time of the handshake, a strong nerve war broke out between Ho-young and Gatu-so.

"Look at this guy. Very cute. "

Gattuso put his hands firmly as if to eat a good luck.

Indeed it was a fight-like nerve war.

However.

It is!

Shortly after, Ho-young gave her strength to the hand before shaking her hand.

Gattuso's face is slightly distorted.

'Fuck like this. It's so powerful. Are you sixteen years old? '

There are two ways to deal with a mad fight.

Keep your mind or go crazy together.

Ho-young, who chose the latter, tasted the taste of cold mouth.

[Gennaro Gattuso]

Talent

Fighter (T)

Fighting spirit of the fight (SU)

-Awesome Body Fight (S + 3)

Excellent defense position selection (S + 2)

Predictive Power (S)

-Sharp Ball Block (A + 3)

-(View more)

(If you meet the conditions, you can find one talent.)

(You can acquire some of your sensations when you explore Title T. However, you must be over 18 years old to explore.)

(S grade or above can be coveted only if the hidden condition is achieved.)

(Condition 1: To succeed 3 times)

(Condition 2: Win 3 Fights)

(Condition 3: Gentau's mental explode)

(Condition 4: scoring)

(Hidden condition: open when one or more talents are explored)

As the scene rose on the screen, the atmosphere of the stadium heated up.

Although it was a short moment of less than two seconds, it was like a scene in a movie that sparked the viewers' fire.

But fans of AC Milan, who made their way from Milan to Madrid, weren't happy with the scene.

"Did you just see?"

"I think I've tasted it again after seeing Gatoso."

"Aren't you crazy?"

"Ha! Cheeky Asian guy! "

How ridiculous it started to sculpt one by one.

The same was true of journalists flying from Italy.

"Are you youthful? I thought you were drooling. "

"Ha ha ha ha ha. That's how confident we are. "

"In front of the Gatuso in the world?"

"Aren't you young enough to know about GATUSO yet?"

"It's ridiculous. Obviously, he must have trained tremendously to attack AC Milan's midfield. That's a lot of confidence. "

"I do not know. I think a little different. It's Woo-young, who broke down Mascherano, Vieira, and Cambiaso. To put it simply, GATUSO is not as great as Vieira. I think Woo Ho-young will just win. "

"But GATUSO is still quite young. I'm only thirty two yet. "

Reporters from Italy, including Sport Mediah, Tuto Sport, and Gadetta Delro Sport, analyzed their own behavior and analyzed their behavior.

"But it's not time to relax yet. Do you not know how much Ronaldo was in Game 1? "

"I don't know yet. I mean, on a crazy day, Gatoruso becomes a real madman. "

"Whether Woo-young is almighty, but it's not going to work out like she wants."

"It's going to be a long time."

The game began with the expectation of many.

The axis was taken by AC Milan.

Beep-

[Yes, the game has started. Real Madrid came out with a 4-2-3-1 formation. By the way, I put a variable to use Gonzalo Higuain instead of Raul in one top.]

Scolari's intention was to break down one of AC's defensive defenses, which was one of his long-term offside trap collapses and goal decisiveness.

[She's at the end of the defensive line and is looking for line breaking.]

[AC Milan's defensive line is so strong, it means that it will be a young and lively physical game.]

AC Milan's Mal-four-sil-sleep defensive line had a chill in its spine.

But they had a very deadly weakness.

Maldini (41) -Nesta (34) -Tiagu Silva (25) -Zambrotta (32).

I'm very old.

Together, 132 years old, they were as much as 36 years older than Real Madrid's defense.

Maldini in particular was so weak as to be used only in the first half.

It is the number one left back of the batter, but the wind of time could not be beat.

Nevertheless, Leonardo had a reason for using him.

[I expect Maldini's defense coordination ability.]

[That's right. And to complement Maldini's weakness, Gennaro Gattuso, Massimo Ambrosini and Mathieu Flamini were placed in a defensive midfielder.]

Three defensive midfielders on the third line protect the fabric defense.

On top of that was AC Milan, with the strongest defensive tactics of 4-6-0 (4-3-3-0), with Shedor, Pirlo and Mancini in charge.

[Three minutes have passed since the game started, but the ball is still held by AC Milan. I think he came out with the intention of going to the ball for 90 minutes.]

[The crowd's booing sound doesn't stop. Nevertheless, the ball does not stop. It's like watching a pass practice game.]

The frustrating situation continued.

In the meantime, Real Madrid first caught the ball in the first five minutes when the ball was touched out by AC Milan's pass miss.

[Yuri Zirkov receives the ball. Immediately following Ambrosini's pressure!]

[I shed without hesitation. Fernando Gargo receives.]

[I barely got it, but I can't fly it.]

Fernando went and delivered the ball to Xabi Alonso.

"get out!"

Cuckoo!

Xabi Alonso's long pass to the right side.

Omitted back fight was a sharp attack made at once.

[Finally Real Madrid catch the attack. Cristiano Ronaldo receives a pass.]

widely!

Ronaldo, who was used as Real Madrid's right winger, dug into the side without delay.

I tried to peel off Maldini with speed.

However.

Oh my god!

Maldini wasn't doing it because he was spending his time on tricky fouls.

There was a break in Ronaldo's breakthrough as Nesta caught up.

[You're dead, but you're not rusty at all. Maldini, it is Myeongbul embarrassment.

He's playing dirty and rough with his hands and feet, but he's been so clever that he's only received two red cards for 27 years.

Not only that.

[Maldini's defense is getting brighter and brighter. Hiding the Xavi Alonso's kill pass, the Higuain is in disgust. For Real Madrid, the first half will be a challenge.]

Real Madrid's players shook their heads.

reality.

After at least three goals have been scored, I realized that it was not easy.

But the first seven minutes.

The fans 'voices boosted the players' momentum again.

"" Illa illa illa juanito maravilla! "

The spirit of Real Madrid legend Juanito.

When the band electrode was needed, it was a cheer for the first seven minutes.

"can win!"

"Madrid, let's go!"

"83 minutes left!"

There was a lot of hope yet.

It was not at all without a breakthrough.

'You have to catch the ball.'

Ho Young looked ahead.

Gattuso, Ambrosini, Flamini, Maldini, Nesta, Thiago Silva, Zambrotta.

The opponent was to break down to score.

I felt as if I had Taesan in front of my nose, but I dared to make a break if I only caught the ball.

[Eight minutes later Woo Woo-young can't catch the ball. Would this be frustrating?]

[Furthermore, wherever you go, Gentoo is stubbornly catching Woo Young. Even if you catch the ball, this is normal play.]

[Oh, the moment you said!]

The opportunity has come.

Roh Young, Ronaldo, and Yuri Zirkov were at the forefront of their speed, squeezing their opponents roughly and driving the long ball.

[Dida's long ball rises to the third line.]

[Ambrosini and Higuain are in competition!]

Fuzzy!

But it was veteran defensive midfielder Ambrosini who won the race.

"Damn it!"

The divorce groaned, but Ambrosini's heading had already turned to Gattuso.

But then it was.

"··· ?!"

widely!

An elongated leg that takes a holada ball like an octopus snatching it.

He was scared of catching the ball and Ho Young stole the ball.

"Oops! Hey! stick!!"

Mathieu Flamini clings to Roh Young at Gattuso.

[Flamini hitting Woo!]

Woo Woo-young! Go ahead and have to react! Get out of pressure!]

The opposite of the voices of the fuzzy commentary unfolded.

Ho Young stood still on the spot without getting out of pressure.

Like a tree deeply rooted in the ground.

Waiting for Flamini to come, moving in a moment, supporting his whole body with two strong legs.

Fuzzy!

"······ !!"

A tremendous amount of impact to shake the goal.

Flamini, 66 kilos in weight, fell off like a dandelion in the wind.

Moreover, there was no end.

This time, 32-year-old Ambrosini made his way through the streets to stop Ho Young.

However.

Fuzzy!

"··· 큭!"

Ho-young squeezed forward, struggling, and Ambrosini literally bounced off.

At least, he didn't fall because he was big, but the flabby flamini was already rolling down the floor.

The game did not stop.

The stands were even hotter.

Juanito's relief, which I thought was over, drenched the stadium hot again.

"" Illa illa illa juanito maravilla! "

"" Illa illa illa juanito maravilla !!! ""

It was then that Ho-young moved in earnest.

And.

"Houwoo."

'Let's do it whether you die or I die.'

End plate king.

Gattuso rushed for cover, rushed as hard as bullfighting.