Chapter 188：CHAPTER 217 - The Spirit of Juanito (3)

The reason why Katuso is called the fighting station is simple.

They fight well, but before that, they enjoy fighting a lot.

Rough fights and tackle.

That is the driving force to move Gatoso.

That's why I was so excited about today's game.

As I got older, my skills dropped a lot, but nowadays I feel as if I'm going through the sky.

It was also because he was able to erase Ronaldo altogether in the last game.

And today.

The next turn was Woo Young.

Gattuso was more than happy to hear that he was in the game.

How happy I was to be with him, I couldn't let go of excitement since the start of the game.

But I actually faced a lot.

The ball was taken from a place I had never thought of, and there was a series of Buddha statues in which Ambrosini and Flamini fell in succession.

It was incredible.

No matter how old Ambrosini was or how little Flamini's physique was, he wasn't going to be that easy.

It was evidence that Woo-young's physical was that powerful.

So more coming.

With the momentum to end, I prepared and went out firmly.

It was then.

"Go!"

[Gennaro puts his shoulders at Woo Young!]

Gatoso enters from the right and enters.

But dribbling forward and running was not avoided.

Rather, he slowed down before that.

This is because no matter how strong the physical strength, it is easy to fall when a fight enters in a state of sprint.

I couldn't afford to slow it down, but the animal's bouncy muscles and flexibility made it possible.

And shocked with a solid body.

Puck!

[Woo-young protects the ball while balancing!]

"Fuck it!"

Again, a slang protruded from the mouth of Gattuso.

The plan to cut off the flow by inducing the referee's intervention would be a failure.

I had to move on to the next plan.

"Go behind!"

Gattuso walked along with Ho-young's uniform.

Judgment was a clever play using the invisible angle.

By the way.

[Woo Woo-young hits it as it is!]

"··· ?!"

This guy, don't fall.

Something went wrong, something went wrong.

At this point, if you have already rolled the floor, you should have rolled a few wheels to the top, but rather than falling, the balance was breathtaking.

In the meantime, Ho-young holds the ball to the end and grabs it forward.

[Woo Ho Young, are you free from pressure?]

[I think the referee must declare the foul!]

The situation immediately.

There was a violent struggle between the catcher and the outgoer.

But it did not last long.

The power was overwhelming and was a good match to have as much as Katsuto.

It is pushed by a solid body like steel, and how much can Gattuso sustain?

"Yeah ...!"

Fuzzy!

"This dog ...!"

Crazy cows.

Gennaro Gattuso couldn't stand the fight and finally fell off.

[Woo Young, free from persistent struggle!]

Ho-young, who became a free body, ran out like a fish with water.

At the moment, the space opened and both wings of Real Madrid spread out.

Yuri Zirkov and Ronaldo dug deep into the left and right sides, and Higuain was ready to break the offside trap, looking at the opportunity for Hostamtam.

Attack and defense numbers are exactly four to four.

On average, 22-year-old attackers and 33-year-old defenders face off.

Attack led by 16-year-old Woo Ho-young.

[Young! Young drives the ball! I haven't hit the ball yet! How far do you run!]

[Gatuso and Ambrosini follow, but the cover is not enough. AC Milan must be stopped in front of you. Thiago Silva comes first!]

Thiago Silva was concentrating on the spirit of dribbling.

This was because coach Leonardo Leonardo said before the game.

If Ambrosini and Flamini are pierced, and even Gatosso is pierced, you go out and take the second stop. You have to try to understand what Wooho thinks and how to act. If you predict that, you will be able to buy enough time. If you're lucky, you can cut the ball. Then, in the meantime, Nesta will be doing another defense from behind.

In other words, Thiago Silva was a gambler.

It was too low to take Woo-young's ball with his skills, so he dared to exclude it.

His sense of view was beyond imagination.

I'd rather bet on gambling.

Woo-young predicted what to do next, and if he responded in advance, he could earn some time.

And it was right now.

Thiago Silva's eyes narrowed.

Tada, Tak!

Ho Young was a long stretch of ball.

"Town!"

Thiago Silva jumped forward without missing the opportunity as if he had expected.

This distance could cut the ball unconditionally.

The ball dropped by Ro Young was far closer to Tiago Silva on the street.

Just reach out to reach.

But the problem is.

Tak, Tak.

When Thiago Silva takes a step, Ho-young takes two steps.

"··· !!"

Ho Young, who caught the ball before Tiago, turned his body to 270 degrees, turning his back in a hurry with superior flexibility.

[Comes out! Woo Ho Young's patent!]

Ho-young, who opened the opposite space with the Marseille turn, ran straight through.

Mark Nesta, who was marking Lee, changed his goal, but Hoyoung's dribbling speed was not enough to catch up with a 34-year-old veteran.

Difference.

The gap in physical is really the difference between the sky and the earth.

Ho-young, who is struggling with a big stride, is nearing the penalty area.

The distance is a little distant 30 meters away.

Still, the open space was perfect for shooting.

Then, suddenly turn to the right side of the cover.

But Ho Young responded calmly without panic.

'in the upper-right.'

Ugh!

A shot was taken without hesitation.

There was no need to hesitate, as it has perfectly balanced feet that allow you to attempt shooting from any angle.

"Aspiration."

Breathe in before shooting, hitting with his left foot as far as possible with the full power of alertness and kick.

It was a devastating non-rotating shooting.

Paaang!

And.

Chew!

Plugged in properly.

[Go oh oh oh! Goal! An astonishing medium range shot came out! It was a cannonball!]

"Ah······."

Brazilian goalkeeper Dida hasn't had a single step.

Standing still, only watching the swinging goal.

He was not at the level of reaction.

The shooting power was so powerful that it vibrated over the ground.

'What did you see? ······'

It's been 28 years since I started my professional life.

The head turned back to the temple where I had never experienced shooting.

The real problem was the beginning.

Early April.

It's been a long time since the cold, but Santiago Bernabeu Stadium seemed to be in a cold wave.

The spectators were distracted to subdue chicken meat, whether it was home or away fans, and the commentators shook their mouths with dismay.

Online was the same situation.

As soon as journalists who were sloppy about their notebooks broke the news, portal sites began to run up.

[What's that just now?]

└ UFO

└ and a real "new blink" goal are included.

└ I missed a goal scene live without a lie and blinking.

└ 190 km per hour? I think it will come out that much

└ looks like you couldn't bring Yashin.

└ Crazy. It's crazy. Crazy Asian lives in Spain.

└ Did you know that now?

└ No, not an insane alien. What is that? Wow, I can't type a creepy thing.

└ 쯧쯧. Woo-young Poodle went to work online. Over a little bit. I might vomit.

└ The arrest has been completed.

└ It's Nabal and Woo-young is 100% doped. Do you think that makes sense? Naive bastards. What kind of half line would you put in at age 20?

└ I think so soon…?

I didn't overdo it.

The players who felt it at the scene had already put their tongues out.

The FIFA Puskas Award, awarded to the best-performing player in the world, was phenomenal.

"Wow. What are you? "

The return of the ball with a strange eye looking at Ho-young.

"look. I can do it. I can reverse enough. Winning mentality, don't you know? "

"Yeah, young is another."

The 22-year-old Higuain wasn't to say, but it wasn't wrong either.

Not only was there a sensation, but Yuri Zirkov, Ronaldo and Xabi Alonso were all feeling.

Only one goal.

It was a positive effect of Woo Ho Young's Wonder Goal.

And.

Beep-

AC Milan's Mancini rolled the ball, Ho-young said.

"Please prepare Ferrari."

"Tell me."

If I could only reverse the night, I could buy anything for Ferrari or Rolls Royce.

[Real Madrid chasing AC Milan as Woo Young strikes the first goal. Total score is 4 to 2.]

[AC Milan turns the ball into play. The defensive strategy of the first goal was broken in a moment, but still solid. You just don't have to make the same mistake.

There was no problem with AC Milan's defense.

It was a great level of exclaim.

The team has been in good shape as he has been closely pursuing Inter in the 9th straight streak.

It was the same today.

[Gattoso in Genna, I seemed to be shocked, but I'm focusing again. Stable exchanges with Pirlo, freeing them from the pressure of Real Madrid.]

[That's right. AC Milan's defense strategy has not changed. Although he allowed one goal, he has two more chances to concentrate on his defense. I'm not a veteran.]

[of course. AC Milan is the best veteran club in the world. In terms of the age of the players.]

AC Milan.

The organizational power, of course, was gaining share by performing their respective tasks.

"Meet! Shedorf! Go down and help Pirlo and Gattuso! "

Leonardo shouted.

In the midfield, Mancini and Shedorf joined the defensive even after they renounced their will for counterattack.

'Yes, you just have to stop it.'

Leonardo swallowed a dry saliva.

If you do not make the same mistake before, you will be able to advance to the quarterfinals.

No matter how Real Madrid was, the advantage was still AC Milan.

Moreover, it was very unlikely that an older team, like AC Milan, would make the same mistake.

but.

"Widen the field of view! Keep calm and find a place to pass! "

The problem is that there is a very small chance that the mistake will happen.

The situation was urgent as Fernando Kago and Xabi Alonso pushed forward.

At the center, Woo Ho-young and Hi-Gin were busy, and the ball flow in three lines became urgent.

Over time, the flow of the game accelerated.

Then eventually.

Cuckoo!

Flamini, unable to stand the pressure, made an inaccurate kick.

It was a long pass that came to the right of the other side.

[Archen Yuri Zirkov and Mancini are facing each other.]

[Alas! Woo Young comes in!]

Yuri Zirkov noticed Ho-young's intention to come this way, and then dug straight to the side.

In the meantime, Ho Young won the competition for the ball.

Mancini was also not a good player, so he had to allow Hoyoung's heading pass.

"Before!"

Percussion.

Xabi Alonso, headed in, heads to the left.

I saw Yuri Zhirkov, flying hair like crazy.

Cuckoo!

[The ball leads to Yuri Zirkov! Once again Real Madrid get a chance.]

[Yuri Zirkov is digging inside!]

But then it was.

Took!

[Zambrotta's clean cutting!]

Italy's best right-back pullback Gianluca Zambrotta succeeded in cutting a glass of Yuri Zirkov with a sliding tackle.

But that was the problem.

Tourr, Tak.

The ball stopped at a player's feet.

Athlete in white uniform, not red uniform.

"···!"

Zambrotta doubted his eyes, but again he stood.

Ho Young, who won the ball competition, ran earlier than Manshini and caught the ball.

'In what time?

[Zambrotta gets up and rushes to Woo Young!]

[On the back, Mancini applies a back pressure!]

Ho Young calmly went out.

By passing a roving pass to Yuri Zirkov, he defeated the pressure of the two.

At that moment tens of thousands of people took their ass off of their seats.

Left side touchline side.

At a distance of 46m from the post, Woo-Young's right footed pass came out.

It was not a normal pass.

The long pass that crosses the land of El Pulmon, which began to covet a while ago.

It cuts about 50 meters and heads to the opposite goal post.