109. I Am The Crazy One In The Area

109. I'm the crazy one in this area (2)

"Huh."

Juan Ramon's eyelids fluttered.

At first, I thought I had seen something wrong.

However, Woo Ho-young was making threatening movements at the front line.

Even looking at it again, I couldn't help but doubt my eyes.

Woo Ho-young's placement.

Of course, I thought he would turn out to be an attacking midfielder, but when I peeled back the skin, something strange came out.

'damn.'

Juan Ramon had actually come up with a strategy to attack Hoyoung today.

The interview before the game started was just a smokescreen.

He shamelessly said that he didn't care about Woo Ho-young's playmaking, but in fact, it was quite the opposite.

I don't know how much time and effort was put into countermeasures to prevent his playmaking.

It wasn't easy, but we succeeded in coming up with our own way to minimize the number of goals conceded.

But what is this?

'Urajil.'

The starting formation was an attacking midfielder, but in reality, he was playing the role of a central striker.

For Juan, it felt like he had been stabbed in the back.

I had completely ruled out this situation, but it actually happened.

'Woo Ho-young, who played as an attacking midfielder throughout the season?'

It was no different from Real Madrid suddenly deploying Zidane as a striker.

Quickly.

Juan Ramon, his face bright, bit his lower lip.

'Mandi, this is how you stab me in the back.'

The two coaches have been together at Real Madrid for a whopping six years.

I thought we knew each other that well, but it seems I was mistaken.

[At this level, we should actually see them as two tops. Hoyoung Woo on the left and Jose Callejon on the right were positioned narrowly apart. However, Callejon is taking on a lower role. Why do you think the position has changed with Woo Ho-young?]

[The tactics have been completely twisted. Director Juan Roman's mind must have been twisted by now. Although the tactic is not a rock-paper-scissors battle, such a surprise strategy can put psychological pressure on the opponent.]

As the commentary said, Celta Vigo's defense was psychologically intimidated.

I was looking at the signposts to find my destination, but suddenly the signposts disappeared and I was lost and was busy trying to overcome the crisis.

Juan Roman urgently called the captain and instructed a countermeasure, but it was nothing more than a temporary solution.

[Adan's goal kick flies to the center. I saw Woo Ho-young.]

[This time, Woo Ho-young wins the aerial ball again. He is a player who not only has great foot skills but also has excellent air superiority. It's probably a tactic aimed at that point.]

Mandya's tactics were slowly revealing their true colors.

First, he drove the ball to the center with a goal kick and then took the lead in the midfield based on Woo Ho-young's air power.

At the same time, Callejon and Hoyoung, like partners, kept a narrow gap and crowded out the opposing central defenders.

As a result, fullbacks filled in the left and right flanks that were widened.

The 4-4-1-1 formation became 3-5-2.

[It reminds me of the formation that Maradona's Argentina used 20 years ago.]

[You mean the tactic that helped Argentina win the World Cup?]

[It was a tactic steeped in romance. These days, the defensive midfielder is not used much due to his isolation, but Coach Mandya gave up the romanticism and focused on practicality. It can be said to be a tactic that is very faithful to modern soccer. And Tebar is playing that role well.]

Castilla's midfield, led by defensive midfielder Tebar, was putting tight pressure on Celta Vigo's midfield.

"Miguel! "Come inside!"

Tevar, who was coordinating the offense and defense, shouted.

This is because Woo Ho-young and Callejon were waging a fierce battle in the first line, forcing space on the flanks.

Castile had to take advantage of this opportunity.

Percussion.

Miguel Torres, who received Tevar's pass, attempted a bold overlap.

He was no longer a full-back.

He was like a right winger helping Woo Ho-young and Callejon.

"The left side is empty!"

Celta Vigo's defense was taken aback by the flexibly changing tactics.

It was right then.

"right!"

Miguel, who was attempting to break through along the right flank, stopped.

This is because Hoyoung's movement to attempt line breaking was visible at a glance.

It was next that the ball left Miguel's foot.

Hiss.

A pass that splits the ground and curves in.

Hoyoung destroyed the offside trap and destroyed the space behind the defender.

What happened right after that was a long dribble.

Taaagh!

The distance appears to be at least 2 meters.

Hoyoung sprinted with the ball stretched out.

It was truly a sight of a hurricane.

Pablo Contreras, who was in charge of Hoyoung, tried to catch up with him right away, but he was no match for him in the speed competition.

He instinctively grabbed Hoyoung's uniform, as if he thought he couldn't do it.

If you stop the speed, your colleagues will be able to stop you.

however.

'What the hell.'

For a moment, Contreres's expression was soured.

Normally, if you do this, you should lose your balance and your dribbling speed should decrease.

But Hoyoung was abnormal.

What on earth is this hardness and agility?

Hoyoung was holding on tenaciously.

He almost fell backwards, but ended up escaping from Contreres' control just in the nick of time.

When the restraints were released, Hoyoung ran towards the goal like a hunting dog released from a leash.

There are about 14 meters left to reach the destination.

The 31-year-old veteran goalkeeper popped out seconds earlier.

Jose Manuel Pinto threw himself away.

It was indeed an excellent response that clearly showed the level of the veteran goalkeeper.

If he were an ordinary 2nd division striker, he would have been easily blocked.

But there were variables.

Genius.

Hoyoung's unprecedented genius was displayed.

Whoosh whoosh.

"…!"

It happened so suddenly that Pinto couldn't even react.

In the blink of an eye, Hoyoung was out of Pinto's area with a ghost-like dribble.

Phantom dribble.

In that brief moment, there was no particular reason why Hoyoung showed it.

Just instinct.

This is because I knew that only by moving like that could I score a goal.

I just put into action what I thought was right, as if I had known it since I was born.

That was the correct answer.

'It was pierced.'

Widely open space.

Hoyoung's eyes sparkled.

There was nothing blocking the sunlight pouring in from the front.

Both ears were opened.

The enthusiastic cheers of the away fans rang into my ears.

And then.

The action that Hoyoung showed was a right foot inside kick.

Immediately afterwards, the crashing net heated Hoyoung's heart.

"Hooooo!"

The scoreless balance was broken in the 11th minute of the first half.

It was time to announce the start of the goal feast.

5 minutes after that.

As the cheers of Real supporters subsided, enthusiastic cheers broke out again.

[Ah, Woo Ho-young! Digging into the back space again! He's running without hesitation as if he's been waiting for this day!]

[The goal getter is under a lot of pressure, so there's a high risk of getting hurt, but sometimes it's good to show off surprise tactics like this.]

After that, he kept running.

As expected, Hoyoung has strictly controlled himself over the past 27 games and has shown a play that emphasizes mentality and technique rather than physicality.

As a result, Hoyoung's body had been secretly longing for a day like this.

It felt like my legs were begging me to run.

However, it did not mean that it was out of control.

It was on a different level from six years ago when I coveted Douglas Costa's fast legs.

Now, he has made great strides in making it completely his own and growing it into faster legs.

And you can fully utilize your talents under complete control.

Hoyoung was feeling it firsthand after becoming an unprecedented soccer prodigy.

It felt like I had broken down an invisible wall.

It felt like the limit had been blown.

That's why Hoyoung ran like crazy today.

Temperance and recklessness.

Walking the tightrope between them, he exploded with the talent he had accumulated so far.

It was then.

"like!"

Callejon's cry was heard from about 5 meters away.

The right wing consisting of Devar, Miguel, and Callejon provided Hoyoung with a scoring opportunity.

This time too, it was a kill pass that penetrated the back space.

What followed was Hoyoung's kill-run.

ran.

[ah! It's pierced! In just 8 minutes, the back space of Celta Vigo opens up once again!]

[Woooooooo! Right foot in front of the goal!]

A confrontation with the goalkeeper is created again.

Although his body was extremely excited due to the stormy race, Hoyoung's face was infinitely calm.

composure.

Is there any other word that fits better than that?

Hoyoung calmly took a shooting stance.

Tuk.

It was a ground ball shot that went lightly and quickly to the right corner.

Veteran keeper Pinto did not miss the moment.

With animal-like reaction speed, I flew to the left and stretched out my hand.

widely!

In an instant, a sensation passed through my fingertips.

I was confident that I had blocked it.

but.

[Gooooooooooo! [It was in Pinto's hand, but the ball ended up deflecting upward!]

The ball, which deflected upward, was sucked into the goal.

Hoyoung, who scored two goals, ran like crazy towards the Castile supporters located in the left corner.

It was that moment.

[Amazing flagship (S-)↑]

Promotion of fast legs (A+3) comparable to Lamborghini.

Finally, we succeeded in raising A grade level to S level.

I was overcome with emotion.

[Shocking Main Power (S-) can be transferred to another talent. Do you want to do it?]

'I will never do it.'

If you switch to hitting and running, your on-the-ball speed will only increase and you will lose your normal speed.

This is a talent that is no different from Hoyoung's identity.

It was a talent that could not be given up until the end of his career.

Excited.

My heart glowed like it was dancing.

The excitement, which had already reached its peak, was about to surpass its limits.

Hoyoung, who had become crazy because of his speed, flew up into the sky.

"Ooooooooooo!"

There was enthusiastic response from supporters one after another.

[I'm crazy. Is this really the play of a young player?]

[I agree. Even adults can't help but admire this skill. I think this moment might be the best scene of the season. I feel like my stomach has been ripped out.]

It wasn't even a fuss.

Surprisingly, some of Celta Vigo's home fans were applauding rather than booing, admiring Hoyoung's play.

And Pinto just looked at that with a vain look on his face.

"Hey Pinto!"

And a voice calling him from the end.

"Don't be scared! "It starts now!"

It was Diego Costa, screaming evil with a flushed face.

Costa, who has an extraordinary competitive spirit, was very unhappy with this situation.

But on the other hand, it was also a situation where his skills soared to their peak.

In fact, Celta Vigo was a team that showed strength when they were losing.

It was thanks to Diego Costa, who has a fighting spirit.

Whenever the team was losing, he would appear like a savior and save the team from danger.

Now was that moment.

"Sounds like fun."

As if this was just the beginning, Costa glared at Hoyoung and frowned.

At the same time, he smacked the grass with the studs of his soccer shoes and quenched his appetite.

A full-scale confrontation between those crazy about soccer was emerging to the surface.

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