144. La Liga sortie (3)
[Woo Ho-young breaks another youngest title. At the age of 15 years and 60 days, he broke the record as the youngest scorer in La Liga.]
[I can't believe it. We are facing an incredible moment. Who would have imagined that a 15-year-old Asian boy would score a goal at the Santiago Bernabeu?]
Since the goal was scored, the excitement in the stadium has not been able to cool down.
Moreover, the audience's reaction was extremely enthusiastic as they showed a passionate goal celebration.
Even after the game resumed, the supporters could hardly escape the sight of the goal.
"Wow… I thought the net was torn."
"Roben did well, but I never dreamed he would score his debut goal in La Liga. "Aren't you crazy?"
"Perez got criticized for messing with Galactico, but he left behind an achievement. How much did you pay to bring Woo Ho-young?"
"Maybe it was 500,000 euros at the time?"
"Hey~ Our old man is doing a good job! "Robinho was sold for 43 million euros."
"nice! Please don't have any ups and downs. "If we just keep doing this, the future is bright!"
While the supporters are enthusiastic.
The person who led this atmosphere was also in a state of frenzy.
"Whoa…."
Woo Ho-young.
He once again realized why Spain is a country of soccer.
Even after seeing it myself, I couldn't believe that such an atmosphere could be created with just one goal.
If the heart could explode, it would have already exploded several times.
"after."
I took a long breath and raised my head.
Now 84 minutes into the second half.
There are about 10 minutes left until extra time.
It was a time when anything could be achieved.
I calmly observed my surroundings and watched the flow.
The atmosphere created by Real Madrid's players was covering the stadium.
A flow without any fluctuation.
Everyone was faithful to their respective roles and contributed to creating a stable flow.
It was an atmosphere that had never been felt before in Castile or the Olympic team.
Zidane was pushing from behind, and Robben and Raul were pulling from the front.
For comparison, a cruise ship full of first-class navigators and crew.
All I had to do was get on top of it without any worries.
No, you're wrong.
It was a ship, not a cruise ship.
Once on the water, Real Madrid's offensive power was beyond imagination.
As Robben and Raul opened up the front line with skillful movements, opportunities to attack continued to arise.
Hoyoung constantly communicated with Van der Vaart and actively participated in the attack.
When a pass was made, the players automatically showed more movement than expected and created decisive chances without being asked.
The organization wasn't very good yet, but this was a problem that would be resolved with time.
'The game is fun.'
Hoyoung, who had just ascended from the second division, could clearly feel it.
The fact that the quality of the game is different.
The air in Santiago Bernabeu was extremely clean.
The same goes for CD Numancia players.
They were feeling the walls today.
They were promoted to first place in the second division, but Real Madrid was the team that took first place in the first division.
This was not an opponent that could be easily defeated.
They beat Barcelona in the first round with quick counterattacks and organizational skills, but that didn't really work in today's game.
This was because Roberto Carlos and Sergio Ramos were fast players.
However, it wasn't easy to deal with the midfielder.
Since Sneijder left and Woo Ho-young came in, the game has become more dynamic.
It feels like dealing with untamed beasts.
Real Madrid's attack was very powerful but not sharp.
'There is a flaw.'
Numancia coach Jose's eyes found a loophole in Real Madrid.
The strategy that Schuster came up with was not a complete version.
As time passed, holes were appearing one after another in various places.
Although the momentum was good, the strategy had many loopholes in the details.
'There's a lot of space left in midfield. Diarra is covering, but Zidane's stamina cannot withstand it.'
Because of this, the connection between the second and third lines was gradually being broken.
Coach Jose intended to target that part.
Replacement was ordered immediately.
Felipe Gurendez, who was out of stamina, was removed and the young and fast Javier Del Pino was brought in.
"Javier. When the team catches the ball, they always go up to the center. "As he loses stamina, the gap between Woo Ho-young and Zidane is widening, so there will definitely be space."
"All right."
Coach Jose's voice rose.
My hands and eyes were busy moving.
At the same time, powerful fullback Carlos Bellvis was substituted and the left and right fullbacks were instructed to overlap in the center.
The final general offensive.
There are about 10 minutes remaining.
Although the victory was already 3-0, there was enough time to score a consolation goal.
'If we just break the link between Woo Ho-young and Zidane, we have a chance of winning.'
An aging Zidane and a very young Woo Ho-young.
It was Real Madrid's strength, but it was also its weakness.
If you attack them, you will get the answer.
85 minutes of the second half.
"hmm."
As the opposing team's Javier and Belvis entered the pitch, Hoyoung's brows furrowed as he watched them.
This atmosphere is unusual.
I felt like I had been through this a lot before.
It wasn't déjà vu.
When I played for Castilla last season, I had painful memories of already losing twice to Numancia.
Now is similar to then.
'Javier and Belvis. It was like that back then too.'
This is an attacking duo that works well together.
In particular, the offensive development from the side to the center was far beyond the level of the second division.
However, the problem is that there are many flaws in the defense.
Because of this, the chemistry between the two is often revealed only towards the end of the game.
That was the situation right now.
Coach Schuster was already giving instructions to be careful of the opponent's quick counterattack.
Hoyoung went one step further.
'Let's use it in reverse.'
Hoyoung had many tactical conversations with coach Mandilla when he was at Castilla.
It was thanks to the tactical understanding I gained from Sao Paulo FC coach Carlos, and there were quite a few games where it actually worked.
Since we were already winning 3-0, I thought it was a strategy worth trying.
That was why I went down to midfield and had a conversation with Zidane just before the game resumed.
"what do you think?"
"Wait for them to take the bait and then attack from front and back?"
"yes."
"And then they induce a long pass, steal the ball, and then immediately launch a counterattack. "There will definitely be a lot of space behind the opponent's back four."
"As expected, it's Zizou. "You are clearly reading my thoughts."
"I taught you, but don't you know that?"
Zidane twitched one cheek.
"Won't it work?"
"No, it's a good idea. Although it may seem simple, using the other person's thoughts in reverse is actually difficult for the person on the receiving end to deal with. but."
Sigh.
Zidane put his hand on Hoyoung's shoulder and pointed to the field with his finger, giving him a few words of advice.
Hoyoung's head nodded.
Zidane's thoughts, which came from his experience and talent, were creative and deep.
"okay."
Hoyoung was learning something again today.
Zidane continued.
"When the signal is given, run without looking back. "Today, I will truly prove my qualifications as number 10."
"yes."
Soon, their strategy spread widely among the team members.
The game resumed shortly thereafter.
[The arrival of Felipe Gurendez and Carlos Belvis adds vitality to the game.]
[That's right. Numancia's tempo is getting faster. Real Madrid needs to take notice and prepare quickly. Zidane, Ho-Young Woo, and Van der Vaart are still aggressively attacking.]
It was enough to play defensively by passing the ball around, but Real Madrid continued to knock on Numancia's goal.
Taking advantage of that gap, Numancia slowly began to reveal her hidden teeth.
It was just a moment.
The counterattack unfolded in the blink of an eye.
[Belvis blocking Roberto Carlos pass! Look towards the center!]
[Real Madrid must be careful. There was too much space left in the midfield due to the frantic attacking. I think Woo Ho-young overplayed too much.]
[The moment you mentioned! Belvis' pass splits the earth! Ball falling to Javier! Javier! Javier is running!]
Due to the nature of Real Madrid's tactics, if the second line focuses too much on attack, a large gap will appear.
That's the situation right now.
Everything was going as Numancia expected.
'It's an opportunity.'
Javier caught the ball and immediately ran forward.
Zidane was blocking his path, but Javier had a friend.
Belvis on the right.
He was penetrating along the touchline at breakneck speed.
'Good.' little bit more.'
The momentum was rising.
All of Numancia's players were riding the momentum and advancing to the front.
The situation Javier is most confident about is about to unfold.
It only takes 1 second.
By that time, Belvis' penetration will completely wipe out Real's back space.
But that one second had the result of turning the game around.
Pow!
"…!"
A man ran from behind at great speed and started a physical fight.
'Woo Ho-young?'
That couldn't have been possible.
Because Woo Ho-young was too far away.
That distance could never be surpassed by anyone other than Usain Bolt.
'Then who…'
[Ramos! As if he had been waiting, he rushed at Javier! Ramos engages in a rough fight!]
"Kek!"
'When on earth…'
It was Real's right fullback Sergio Ramos who appeared out of nowhere.
It didn't end there.
In that gap, Zidane joined in and played a cooperative defense.
Planned by Hoyoung Woo.
Produced by Zinedine Zidane.
The strategy created by the two commanders was slowly emerging to the surface.
fault.
"… shit!"
Javier, who had no special foot skills, was cruelly defeated by the defense of the two.
[While Ramos was struggling, Zidane cut the ball cleanly! Zidane catches the ball and escapes the situation with a Marseille turn!]
The moment Zidane crossed the half line, the flow turned.
Counterattack of counterattack.
The Maestro's conducting began.
The tempo is very fast and the beat is one beat fast.
Percussion!
A ground ball pass was fired from my toes as fast as a bullet.
The direction stretched out in a pre-announced direction as if measured with a protractor.
The destination is the space behind the line where Woo Ho-young is standing.
'come!'
Hoyoung's eyes became as sharp as those of a hawk.
In a moment, the words Zidane said earlier passed through my mind.
-When the signal is given, run without looking back.
This pass was clearly Zidane's signal.
At that moment, Hoyoung kicked off the ground with agile movements and ran.
It feels definitely different than before.
As his thigh muscles tightened, explosive speed came out.
[Zidane's pass seems a bit long!]
[But Woo Ho-young penetrates into the space behind the defense! Can you catch the pass!]
[After that, Ortega and Boris catch up a little later… Ugh! What!]
[What?!]
The commentators were momentarily speechless at the shocking running speed.
As the acceleration increased, Hoyoung's running speed gradually increased and he quickly turned back, as if throwing the defenders back.
[Unbelievable. I can't believe it!]
[Incredible! Incredible! Incredible!]
It sounded like a raw commentary, but all they could say was 'amazing.'
Of course, Ortega and Boris's main force was slow, but it was still a rare scene where such a gap was rarely seen.
It was Hoyoung who took the already surprising main strength to the next level with Cha Boom's thighs and Eto'o's elastic muscles.
The entire audience jumped up from their seats at the sight.
Just then, Hoyoung caught the ball.
Zidane's pass wasn't long.
Hoyoung just served it long at the speed he had ordered in advance.
This was a fantastic collaboration between the two.
Numancia's goalkeeper Juan Pablo jumped out in a huff, but it turned into a handshake.
Taaagh!
Hoyoung's long dribble follows.
"Ahh!"
I tried to follow him by crawling, but I couldn't catch up with Hoyoung's speed at all.
Literally a physical thug.
Hoyoung, who beat the goalkeeper with just one run, entered the goal like a runaway locomotive with broken brakes.
As if I had become one with the soccer ball.
and.
Hoyoung, who entered the goal, waved the net with his hand and screamed like the Hulk.
"Ooooooooooo!"
Showmanship that drives the audience crazy.
The reaction that followed was nagging to say the least.
[Huh.]
[Oh my god.]
Woo Ho-young's second goal.
The commentators were speechless and the same words were being repeated over and over again in the stands.
"¡Ay caramba!"
"Caramba!"
"Ca caramba!"
An exclamation meaning 'Oh my God.'
The voice was echoing like a melody in the audience.
And a standing ovation followed.
Even the away fans stood up and applauded.
There could not have been a more authentic declaration than this.
In addition, good news came soon after the game ended.
[Unrivaled ball trapping (SS-)]
After making his debut with Zidane, he succeeded in coveting his ball trapping talent.
This was scheduled to be coveted in turn following Ronaldo's calmness in Chaboom's thighs.
"downpour!"
It was an absolutely perfect debut.
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