176. El Clásico (6)
[〈Breaking News〉Woo Ho-young El Clásico multiple goals + assist… 15th goal of the season, 11th league goal achieved]
└Ugh!
└You are the pride of Korea.
└I'm proud. It's really the best. It makes me cry.
└If he had only had some career experience, he would have already been selected as the best Asian player of all time. Of course, his skills are already the best of all time.
└In terms of short-term impact, he surpassed even Maradona. is not it?
└Hmm… But that's a bit…
└How much better will I get when I become an adult? Aren't you just doing it all by yourself?
└If you don't change your mind like Boyan…
└Just grow up like Messi haha
└That's not right. Messi can't win aerial balls. Shouldn't he be as big as Ronaldo?
└ㅋㅋ Is Messi's height over 170?
└Stop talking about Messi. Anyone who sees it will think that Messi scored the goal. They are both good at it, so why are they comparing their qualities like that?
└Anyway, 2 goals and 1 assist in El Clasico… It will go down as one of the best debuts in El Clasico history. The youngest record has already been broken.
It was truly the best El Clásico debut that put all the anti-fans to sleep.
On the other hand, it was turning out to be the worst debut for some people.
A situation that occurred almost simultaneously with the replacement.
75 minutes of the second half.
Pique could not hide his devastated face.
It was shocking.
Of course, I thought it wouldn't be easy, but when we competed for the ball at the end, I thought we definitely blocked it.
However, he lost miserably in the psychological warfare.
"Damn it…"
He didn't have the courage to look at the 100,000 people who had applauded him when he was replaced just two minutes ago.
He took one look at the goal where the soccer ball was placed and lowered his head.
It was right then.
"hey! Gérard!"
The man who watched the situation and ran out in a huff was Catalonia's heart captain, Puyol.
His fighting voice filled the box.
"Wake. You are Barça's central defender. "What you have to face is not the goalpost, but the opponent."
Indeed, he is the player most respected by fans.
And as the most respected player among Barcelona players, he showed the power of an extraordinary leader.
In a dignified and disciplined manner, he slammed his head into Pique's forehead and scolded him.
"Don't give in! It's not over! "Believe in yourself!"
It was at that moment that a loud voice came from the audience.
Clap clap.
Clap clap.
"Tot~ el camp!"."
Barcelona's official cheering song is slowly starting to fill the stadium.
Tot el camp es un clam
The entire stadium is filled with shouts.
som la gent blaugrana
We are the blue and red people.
Barca Barca Baaarca!
Barça Barça Baa Arsa!
Tens of thousands of Barcelona flags, large and small, were waving along with cheerful and majestic singing sounds.
And the supporters' seats right behind the goal.
[Som un Equip!]
A huge flag with the phrase 'We are a team' covered the stands.
Then, voices of encouragement erupted towards Pique.
"Pique! "Pique!"
"Stand up! Catalans do not kneel before Castilians!"
Yes.
Pique was Catalan to the core.
Ever since I was young, I grew up with a lot of expectations from my peers.
And now he's up again.
3 to 3.
It was 75 minutes into the second half.
There was too much time left to give up.
[Towards the 80th minute of the second half. Everyone clearly looks exhausted.]
[There are quite a few players whose activity level exceeds 10 kg. This means that the game was very intense. 3 to 3. Is this some kind of trick of fate?]
Who else can achieve this kind of performance against Barcelona at Camp Nou?
That's Real Madrid.
They were playing their best performance of the season today.
[It is no longer easy to predict whether Barcelona will be able to pull off a comeback. It's not a strange trend no matter who wins. Everyone is on fire.]
[If Real Madrid overcomes everyone's expectations and scores an additional point, they can tie with Barcelona. There is no better news for Madrid, which has a smaller player base than Barcelona.]
[That's right. Real Madrid's player base this season is actually being evaluated as older and thinner than ever. On the other hand, Barcelona is young and strong. As the latter part of the league progresses, Madrid is at a disadvantage.]
[Director Schuster has no choice but to become greedy.]
Schuster was sweaty.
It was natural that in a game where we came to get 1 point, we ended up getting 3 points.
'There is one step left.'
80 minutes of the second half.
It was hard to get here.
In the background was Woo Ho-young.
It was no exaggeration to say that this was a situation he had created.
In the first half, the 3-5-2 formation suggested by Woo Ho-young.
It was a tactic to protect the three backs by eliminating Libero's position and using a defensive midfielder.
The resulting vulnerability in ball distribution and attack development was solved by appropriately using a veteran card called 'Zidane' and a young card called 'Woo Ho-young'.
It was a tactic that was feasible only when both individual ability and team discipline were supported.
'It's a genius idea.'
Wouldn't it have been like this if Mozart had played soccer?
In fact, that tactic showed success in defeating Barcelona.
There could not have been a more perfectly tailored tactic than that.
And when the left and right wingbacks were losing stamina, they brought out the kick and rush that Manchester United had introduced a few years ago.
They succeeded in reproducing the strategy based on Giggs on the left, Beckham on the right, and Van Nistelrooy at the Camp Nou.
As a result, we achieved a great result of 3 to 3.
but.
'There's still one more left.'
The preparation did not end there.
Schuster raised his left hand and twirled it counterclockwise.
Madrid's players ran at that signal.
It was a final spurt that set the soul on fire.
[Real Madrid, which had neglected Barcelona in the early part of the first half, is now applying strong pressure and burning off all of its stamina.]
[It is an amazing sight. While Barcelona focuses on pressing and de-pressing in the midfield, Real focuses on pressing and de-pressing in the defensive zone. In addition, Woo Ho-young is moving down to the second line to counterattack and fight back. The basic tactical policy of both sides is the same, but the way the game is played is different.]
Real Madrid focused on blocking Barcelona's passing routes with strong forward pressure.
Although it was a very physically demanding tactic, it was possible for the remaining 10 minutes or so.
Lastly, the team was revitalized by replacing Van Nistelrooy and inserting Higuain.
Barcelona, which was in trouble, also used the last substitution card to escape the pressure.
[Henry is out and Keita is in.]
[This means that the tiki-taka style movement will be revived by revitalizing the midfield. It looks like Barcelona will launch an all-out attack for the last time.]
85th minute of the second half.
The game was coming to an end, but the stadium was getting more and more hot.
"Puta Madrit!"
"Let's sweep up the trash from Madrid!"
High-level voices of criticism poured out from the supporters' seats.
But that alone wasn't enough to shake Real Madrid.
Supporters who were angry at this took increasingly extreme actions, and eventually a division broke out.
The main character was Hoyoung.
Tuk.
"Ugh what?"
Something flew from the stands and hit Hoyoung on the shoulder.
'… lighter?'
The lighter attack followed the stone attack.
I was already in a state of psychological decline due to the stone-pelting incident, but experiencing this humiliation began to shake my mentality.
I tried to pretend like nothing was wrong and concentrate on the game, but without realizing it, I was worried about the audience.
Still, I had to endure it.
'There are still 5 minutes left. Come to your senses.'
Bang bang.
It was a time when I was pounding my heart hard and grabbing my mentality.
"Are you okay? "Are you hurt anywhere?"
"Ah, Zizou. "Yes, it's okay."
Even though it was difficult to walk, Zidane came running here and worried about Hoyoung.
"Thank goodness. And I handled it well. Even if we fight with the audience, we are the ones who ultimately lose. And keep in mind: The only thing that can bring joy or sadness to spectators is the result of the game. Neither a rock nor a lighter can change the outcome. But we can. We are the ones who create results. "I can't do it now."
"A person who creates results… I understand."
"It's just 5 minutes. "We can win."
Zidane roughly slapped his palms and then left.
Hoyoung gritted his teeth again.
5 minutes of extra time.
As both teams showed their backs, the pace of the game became steeper.
In particular, whenever Sabina Iniesta caught the ball, the players around him worked together to apply intense pressure.
Preventing them from playing the way they wanted was the only shortcut to taking the points.
"Almost there! Cheer up some more! From now on, the team that holds out will win!"
"can do. Just hold on for 5 minutes. It's not over yet. "Hold on tight."
Raoul's voice bursts out from the bench.
And Zidane's voice filled the Madrid camp.
At the end of the second half.
As the time for Barcelona to become stronger was approaching, there was no need to let go of tension even for a moment.
The real crisis was now.
[Barcelona increases its market share to 74%. In the midfield, Xavi and Iniesta are making passes and taking control of the attack.]
[On the other hand, the stamina of the Real Madrid players has already been depleted for a long time. This is the time to be most careful. When people are having a hard time, their mentality is shaken, and when their mentality is shaken, they end up making mistakes they wouldn't normally make. Real Madrid players, who already have a lot of yellow cards, need to be careful.]
As the commentary says.
Real Madrid looked like something was about to happen at any moment.
The exhausted defenders were anxious to stop even Messi.
[In the 91st minute of the second half, Lionel Messi once again attempts to break through from the side.]
[This time, Ramos joins. Both of them look clearly tired, but it was Lionel Messi who took out his weapon first! Messi hits the ball and runs!]
[Lionel Messi penetrates into the box with a momentary dribble!]
Great crisis.
On the other side of the box, Iniesta was standing with an unmarked chance, and in the center, Eto'o was trying to penetrate at high speed.
Moreover, the shooting angle is also open.
Ramos gritted his teeth at this total crisis.
'What a rat!'
And it was just before Messi put his foot inside the box.
Bye!
"Ugh!"
Beep –
Messi fell to the floor, clutching his knee and writhing in pain.
It was because of Ramos' rough back tackle that came in from behind.
But the problem didn't end there.
Whether it was intentional or an accident, Ramos stepped on Messi's little finger as he stood up.
The referee immediately rushed over and, of course, took out a card.
It was a red card.
[The referee orders the player to leave. Ramos protests, but there seems to be no room for reversal.]
[This is a natural action. It was a dangerous back tackle that could lead to serious injury.]
Nevertheless, when Ramos protested harshly, Zidane, who was nearby, hurriedly approached and sent him out of the stadium.
This made the game a 10-11 fight.
But the score was still 3-3.
Instead of saving the points, they lost a player.
To put it in a good way, it was the spirit of a person who kills the body and becomes a saint.
[Whether Ramos' choice was a good decision will depend on the result of this free kick.]
[Xavi and Messi preparing for the free kick. It is unclear who will be the kicker.]
[Usually in this position, Xavi or Messi directly kicks the inside kick…]
[Ah, the moment you mentioned!]
Xavi unexpectedly curled the ball and kicked it without any help.
It was a shot aimed at the upper right corner.
But what was more surprising than that was Casillas' save that prevented it again.
Pow!
[As expected, San Iker! Casillas makes another amazing save!]
[I'm so shocked I'm speechless. Unless someone scores a hat-trick, I wouldn't be surprised at all if Casillas was named man of the match.] A
brilliant performance.
Moreover, his activities did not end there.
[Casillas throws the ball quickly and falls at Diarra's feet.]
[Diarra is looking at Zidane.]
[At the same time, Xavi and Iniesta are putting strong pressure on him!]
[Zidane safely keeps the ball and passes the ball back to Woo Young. Spin!]
The goalkeeper's job is over.
Now all that's left is up to the players.
Hoyoung, who caught the ball, shouted at the top of his lungs.
"¡Vamos!"
Hoyoung's call to advance split the air.
At the same time, a long pass was extended to the front line.
[Gonzalo Higuain receives the ball with his chest. The ball is given to Robben on the left.]
Last chance.
Madrid's counterattack was rough and fast, like a torrent of water.
Hoyoung ran quickly and received Robben's pass.
Busquets stepped right in front of him.
When we reunited after about 8 months, he has grown beyond our imagination.
But it was Hoyoung who grew even more than that.
He suppressed Busquets's psychology with just his eyes, and he began to move forward without a hitch.
Once, twice, three times.
Busquets' eyes rolled back as he continued to miss the mark.
And then four times five times six times.
The moment Hoyoung's footwork stopped was when Busquets' legs were wide apart.
Talk.
"this!"
The seventh is to know, not to miss.
Hoyoung took the ball between his legs and took a shooting motion as soon as the shooting angle opened.
At that moment, Gerard Pique, who was standing right next to him, flew out and completely blocked the angle.
But the shooting did not continue.
[Woo Ho-young sharply folds his shooting motion! He completely fools Pique with his shooting feint!]
[Then he turns to the right!]
Ho-young turns to the right and calmly hits the ball with an inside kick.
A ground ball shot aimed at a comeback just before the end of the game.
It happened right away that it tore through the grass and entered the goal.
Crash!
It was a comeback goal that drove a wedge.
And the game ended there.