Chapter 232：CHAPTER 262 - Two Men Crazy for Football (2)

As always, the opening match is important.

And this season was especially important.

That's why Scolari was in trouble before the opening.

There are a total of 16 matches scheduled for Woo Ho-young to leave for Manchester City.

In order to achieve the big five-time league title in Real Madrid, he had to build as many victory points as possible.

Therefore, the first button had to be plugged in well, and for him, the team had to have a good mood before the start of the season.

But in July, bad things started to shake the team.

Raul and Guti, the team's spiritual proponents, left and Argentine Robben, a strong crack, moved to Bayern Munich.

Their vacancy was larger than I thought.

I don't say it all, but the players and staff who had spent a long time with them seemed to struggle.

Scolari was worried about what to do.

I tried to focus on training by correcting the team's discipline, but that alone did not bring me back to the old mood.

But August.

A turning point has been found that solves the problems.

Supercopa de Spain.

The title of the competition has changed to not know the atmosphere of the team.

Pepe, Albiol, Mertesacker, Miguel Torres, Xabi Alonso, and Zirkov create a serious environment, and Ramos, Iguassu, Marcelo, Diara and Gago brighten the atmosphere, and sometimes Casillas dominates the team charismatically.

There, Woo-young and Ronaldo immersed themselves in training and instilled a sense of competition among their colleagues.

This allowed prospects such as Gourcuff, Saco, Douglas, Marcos Alonso, Tevar and Matteos to thrive in their environment.

Scolari's troubles were solved with it.

Just perfect.

This was the first time the opening match was so full of confidence.

That's why we made a drastic change to the team's tactics today when the opening game was scheduled.

The keywords of the tactics were 'seize', 'various attack tracks' and 'determinism'.

In other words, the key was scoring.

It was only for the team that Scolari made this tactic.

Based on his good performance in the opening game, he was determined to raise the team's mood to the highest level until Ho Young left.

I didn't want to win one-on-one.

At least three.

That was the wind of Scolari.

And before the game, he showed great confidence in an interview in the basement of La Rosaleda Stadium.

"Bad rumors have been around lately, but Real Madrid will prove that it has never been shaken."

Reporters were surprised by the unusual and unusual confidence.

Soon after the lineup was announced, the crowd was surprised.

"What is this?"

"Who is the attacker?"

More than half of the 30,000 spectators who filled the stadium said so.

Real Madrid's starting list included Woo-young Woo, Gourcuff, Ronaldo and Zirkov at the same time.

For Malaga, he was beaten before the start of the game.

Real Madrid's players couldn't win even if they drank and smoked, and tactics were tweaked.

Jesualdo Ferreira, who was giving a speech in the locker room, was in trouble.

Super emergency was taken from the opening game.

"What do you do now?"

Weligton, captain of the team and responsible for the central defense, asked.

But there was no return.

Ferreira just touched his long beard and lost his mind, and he couldn't say anything.

The opponent is Real Madrid, who trample on Barcelona.

They have prepared special tactics for the game today, and they have been more confident than ever.

The result was obvious.

Pereira's mouth was worried after a brief silence.

"Open your shoulders, these children! I can't do anything with this momentum. All you have to do now is think you can win the game. Well, think you can. And he goes out and rewards 30,000 spectators. "

Ferrera picked up a ball rolling in the corner of the locker room.

Then he said solemnly.

"The ball is round."

A quote that you must know as a manager of a drug team.

The words of German football father Jeff Herberger came out of the locker room in Malaga today.

And the atmosphere of the stadium was hot.

The game started at 9 pm.

Beep-

[Malaga CF's Nabil Baha announces a kickoff. Salomon Rondon's back pass follows.]

[Yes, this is Malaga with a 4-5-1 formation. At the start, I am very defensive. You can't beat your opponents, so it seems that you want to minimize your runs by defending them. This is because the management of the score is very important in the middle and lower regions.]

Malaga distracted his opponent's attention by turning the ball with a wide spread.

2 minutes in the first half.

So far, Real Madrid hasn't done much.

[I'm still searching. But over time, Real Madrid will put pressure on them. In fact, it's not bad for Malaga to watch the game before.

[That's right. A quick beat on the left and right sides and the head of Salomon Rondon might be a good chance.]

Salomon Rondon.

I'm only twenty years old.

He made his name known to the world by scoring 16 goals in the second division last year.

The 190-cm-high headed shot was the first of its kind, a recent Venezuelan upside.

[Real Madrid, on the other hand, hasn't seen much difference until now, three minutes later. I'm not sure why you placed Woo Young on the right side.]

Yuri Zhirkov on the left side.

Joan Gourcuff in the center.

On the right side, Woo Woo-young was placed, with the three supporting the front-most Ronaldo.

[Actually, it doesn't look that threatening like Scolari shouts before the game starts.]

All was right.

Then the first four minutes.

By the time the athletes' activity was slowly rising, changes began in the formation of Real Madrid.

[Ah, Woo-young goes up to the front. Ronaldo goes down to the right winger and replaces the seat.]

[right. This is it. I'm going to play Ronaldo with playmaking and explode Woo Ho Young's goal. Would you expect a hot attack?]

[If so, Woo-Young and Rondon's goal-matching match is also worth seeing.]

[Well······. That's right.]

It was a commentator who tried to wrap the game by forcing a rival composition.

Surprisingly, however, Malaga was actually playing well.

Did the locker room conversation really work?

Watching the game nervously, Ferreira chewed his lower lip.

'Yes. No matter how much power you have, football is not a sport that any good team can win.

Soccer is a game where 22 people gather together.

No one can predict when and in which direction the ball will roll.

no.

Percussion!

Occasionally there are players who transcend the law.

[Hoo Woo Young is intercepted !!]

A representative example is Woo Ho Young.

He knew where the 30-year-old veteran midfielder Juanito would roll.

If anyone asked "how?" He could not answer.

It was just talent.

As soon as Ho Young finished his search, he bounced forward and put forward pressure.

After hiding like a hyena, he blocked Juanito's pass.

That led to the situation now.

Then it was obvious.

Perak!

First half minute.

Ho Young, who intercepted the ball in the half line, quickly struck with two lines.

In the middle, Apono stopped the course and induced a foul, but Ho Young kicked the ball with his heel as if he was laughing at him.

Rainbow Flick.

The ball passed over Apono's head and moved forward.

When he reached the second line, the mischievous custodian Juanito was spreading his legs with his weight centered on his lower body.

It seemed to tempt me to put the ball between the legs.

And at that time, the situation was horribly developed for psychological warfare.

At the same time, Roeyoung's eyebrows were raised, and at the same time the ankle was folded at right angles.

The ball was kicked between the legs.

Juanito grabbed his leg quickly as if he had waited.

It was that moment.

"··· ?!"

[Flip flap!]

[Oh ...]

The commentators sparked interjection.

There was nothing else to say.

It was a minister who had no choice but to watch.

What happened in an instant?

Ho Young swung his ankle from side to side and moved the ball from outside to inside.

It was literally springing back out quickly.

[Ahhh! No explanation is necessary. Get up and just watch!]

[Ready to shout! The time has come! Woo Young runs!]

Ho-young, who cheated Juanito, struck the ball forward and focused his opponents' attention.

Central defenders Ivan González and Wellington have been drawn to the instincts as if haunted by ghosts.

It was a moment when both of them were hitting back and forth.

Woo Woo-young! Be careful behind you !!]

Fuzzy!

Ho Young was tangled up with Gonzales behind him while he was trying to get a good deal with Wellington.

At the same time Wellington was trying to tackle.

"Suck!"

"Pull it!"

But in the meantime, Ho-young responded like a knife.

Ugh!

In a fierce judgment, he gave his weight back to endure the fight, and freely moved the ball out of Gonzalez 'tackle, moving his feet freely.

Not only were the feet moving, but the ankles and toes were used delicately to treat the ball as part of the body.

And the result is.

Took, Tak, bang!

"Ha."

"What ?!"

Three people got together.

Ho Young was totally free from their pressure with a flashy and neat footwork as if loosening a thread.

[Oh, god.]

[I don't believe it! It's like an octopus with 10 legs !!]

[Really! But aren't octopus 12 legs ?!]

[Oh, I'm so surprised that you're talking in vain!]

In fact, no one noticed the octopus's eight legs.

That was a marvelous scene.

As the traffic jam was blocked, a large space was created everywhere.

Zirkov and Ronaldo have already dug deep into the side.

Ho Young didn't let that go.

"here!"

Percussion!

In the penalty box, Ro-young's kill pass extends towards the right.

Cristiano Ronaldo ran to catch the ball and changed direction after seeing Ruben Martinez run out.

It was then that Ronaldo's return pass came back.

Just under the feet of goodwill.

Cheongung!

[Go oh oh oh!

Woo Woo-young's first goal! I calmly hit the empty post!]

"downpour!"

"Siuuu!"

The two men, who scored the goal, put on the same posture.

Laughter was a sight.

But they finished the short money and went back to goal.

"Today, La Liga is making the best opening game of all time."

"It's seven minutes in the first half, so I can score six more goals."

"4 goals, 4 goals?"

"4 goals, 3 goals for you."

"No!"

"Well, let's go 4-0 with 8 goals!"

"Siuuu!"

"downpour!"

The two burst into the voice and burned their will, as they did evil.

The result came about 10 minutes after the first three minutes.

When the feared Malaga slid the line down, Real Madrid's second line broke up.

Ronaldo dug into the center from the side, Gourcuff distributed a penetrating pass into the center, and Zirkov attempted to cross, leaving Malaga's defensive faction with no choice.

"Raise the line!"

"Go ahead and stop!"

So back up the line and press forward, Real Madrid stepped back and attacked from behind.

3 lines just below the halfline.

Fernando Gago and Xabi Alonso exchanged a pass and widened the space, and a long pass floated in the sky.

Xavi Alonso's long pass.

[Pass to backspace at once!]

[Woo-young is digging!]

Fantastic linkage play.

Pretend to build a rear buildup, Xabi Alonso stung the kill pass immediately.

And Hoyoung deliberately wandered around the defenders, digging into the backspace, breaking off an offside trap.

[Oh, it's falling near the penalty area!]

[Woo-young runs! Nobody can follow you! Literally solo…

[At first touch !!]

Flick.

Hoyoung lightly picked up the ball from Xabi Alonso.

And in front of the door.

As he played the harp with his fingers, he bounced off the air, throwing a ball that had not yet landed on the ground, disturbing the goalkeeper.

Then it was a moment.

Flick.

"Uh, uh uh!"

As he reached straight, the ball bounced off, overlining Martinez's height and drawing a parabola.

How good the shooting power was, the ball that was handed over the key was quietly inserted into the goal net.

Silence sat down in the stadium as if it had poured cold water.

And.

Swipe.

Ho Young silently returned to the half line with the ball.