Romantic on the Field

131.

There is a word called ‘Lebamun’.

It refers to the three teams that commanded world football in the 2010s: Real Madrid, Barcelona, and Bayern Munich.

In the late 10’s and early 20’s, all three teams stumbled, and this word was overshadowed, but since the 30’s, they have performed as well as before and are often called together again.

“Daejin’s luck is really bad.”

“Yeah.”

And Stoke City met Barcelona and Munich during ‘Lebamun’ this season. To be exact, they played against Barcelona in the round of 16, against Paris Saint-Germain in the round of 8, and ahead of the match against Bayern Munich in the round of 4.

“Who did Real Madrid play against?”

“Liverpool.”

“…Then we’ll face Real Madrid in the final.”

Furthermore, as of now, if they beat Munich to reach the final, they would have a good chance of meeting Real Madrid.

It’s not that Stoke City fans are complaining about poor match luck for nothing.

Besides······.

Another hat-trick by Carl Frey. Breaking the Lewandowski record. ]

[Karl Play, who finished third at the Ballon d’Or, behind Jamie Lee, continued scoring bombardment as if protesting]

ㄴ [ Consecutive hat-trick. It reminds me of Jamie Lee, who was called ‘Mr. Hattrick’. ]

[More than Natal Munoz. European Golden Shoe powerhouse. Carl Frey scoring multiple goals in every match]

[ orang** – Carl Frey is crazy these days. The goal scoring speed is faster than last year]

Bayern Munich’s key striker, Carl Play, was showing crazy performance ahead of the current Stoke City match.

[ tungw** – It must have hurt your pride to be pushed by a blue-eyed Asian guy. ]

[ vvacs** – Being pushed by Lee is not something that hurts your pride. ]

[ mainj** – That’s right. Even if Henry or Holland returns to active duty, Lee won’t be able to win. ]

[ house** – That’s the reason, anyway, there won’t be a defender who can stop Frey’s momentum right now. ]

As he is currently regarded as the best striker in the world along with Natal Munoz and Pavel Kopekki, there were many people comparing him to Jamie, who is also showing good form.

“It’s fun.”

FC Bayern Munich’s home stadium, away locker room at Pusvall Arena Munich.

Regarding this, director Milo gave a rather carefree impression.

“What? It reminds me of when Messi and Ronaldo divided the world soccer world. You may not know, but there were several players in the class just below Messi and Ronaldo back then.”

Falcao, Sneijder, Neymar, Ribery, Lewandowski, etc… Milo gave an example one by one.

“At that time, there were people who were talking about other players instead of Messi, but in the end, it is Messi who remains in history. I think…”

He turned his head to look directly at Jamie.

“Jay is Messi. What about Carl Frey? It should be about Falcao.”

Then he turned his attention to Mutombo and Sancho.

“I don’t think our defense is an unstoppable player. Am I the only one who thinks so?”

“no! no lo sabía!”

Sancho answered quickly, and the players burst into laughter.

“Anyone can stop Sancho.”

“Yes, good. Today we will do what we can. Are you ready?”

The morale of the current Stoke City squad was at its best. A powerful reply came immediately, and Milo grinned as if satisfied with it.

‘Cal Freira…’

Jamie rummaged through his memory.

At this point, he was a player who was compared a lot to Natal Munoz.

However, in Jamie’s eyes, the two were quite different at all. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a completely different player.

Natal Munoz is what is often called a ‘near-perfect player’.

Should I say it’s a version of Real Madrid’s legend, Raul Gonzalez, with physicality?

On the contrary, Munich’s Carl Frey, whom he will soon face, enjoyed playing in a way that suppressed defenders with his overwhelming physicality.

He was tall, he was big, and his feet were fast. In terms of body specs alone, he was more than Romelu Lukaku, who was 191cm tall and weighed over 100kg.

‘And that’s all.’

And that was it. That’s what Jamie remembered.

After showing outstanding performance in Serie A, he moved to Munich, where he is also active enough to rank second or third in the Ballon d’Or.

But, that’s it.

In the end, like other players who disappeared without being able to rise to the position of Messi and Ronaldo, when the aging curve came a few years later, their skills declined like a ghost, and then disappeared from the football world without a sound rumor.

Probably, this season will be the last time he will be active.

‘There is Mutombo who is second to none physically. I’ll be able to stop it with ease.’

Anticipating that, Jamie went out to the field with a comfortable mind.

**

[Gooool! Carl Frey, great! Already scored multiple goals before the first half was over! ]

[I’m helpless! Vincent Errero! You can’t do anything against Carl Frey! ]

“…”

Contrary to Jamie’s expectations, Karl Frey had already scored twice against Stoke City by the time the first half was over.

It was an intensive attack on Sancho, who is not in good physical condition for a central defender.

“Sancho, you worked hard. Don’t beat yourself up too much.”

“…”

Again, away locker room at Pusvall Arena Munich.

Milo said, patting Sancho on the shoulder. In the end, it was replaced before the second half.

“Harry, don’t lose to Frey’s physical fight and endure it. Ralph takes a wide vertical movement.”

The player who took his place was Harry, who has the second best physical ability after Mutombo.

And Ralph decided to take over the original Harry role.

“Jay.”

“Yes.”

Then Milo turned his head to Jamie.

“Are you going to do charity work in the second half?”

charity work.

They said it was charity work, not volunteer work.

“···Yes?”

Although he asked back in embarrassment, Jamie seemed to know what Milo was talking about.

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Lately, Jamie has helped her colleagues create or make decisions for themselves.

Fortunately, this choice led to good results, and Jamie played the game with a similar stance in the first half today.

“Think about what a real team wants to play. Jay.”

But now, Milo is telling me not to.

“No, I’m just saying it out loud.”

As usual, with his eyes wide open at his expressionless face.

“Be a selfish bastard. Jay.”

However, unlike usual, while using radical expressions.

“…”

For a moment there was silence in the locker room.

‘A selfish bastard.’

Jamie also thought for a moment without answering.

However, the thought did not last long. Because it was very clear what he had to do.

“All right.”

Jamie gave a powerful reply shortly after, and Milo nodded vigorously as if in response.

“like. let’s go.”

That was the end of the locker room conversation.

Champions League semi-final first leg. Away match against Bayern Munich.

Considering that the opponent was a strong team and it was an away game, losing 0-2 was not a hopeless situation for Stoke City.

However, it would not be an exaggeration to say that not a single Stoke City player is satisfied with the score now.

“Ralph! Go higher!”

“Bryan, come down and take it!”

After a while, on the field.

The second half started, and the players moved busily, showing the same enthusiasm as the first half.

“Hey! Referee! Isn’t that a foul?”

No, on the contrary, there was more enthusiasm than the first half. I could tell just by looking at his eyes.

“More stuck!”

“Move it higher! Ralph!”

In fact, the movement itself of the players has changed more actively.

I couldn’t raise the line properly because I was wary of Carl Frey’s counterattack, but the second half was different. Harry, Mutombo and Carl Frey were two players who were watching the central defense. He raised the line high and began to actively press Munich.

“Jay!”

Except for Jamie.

While the Stoke players were busy moving, Jamie did nothing.

It was just standing still in place.

“Jamie…?”

No, it wasn’t doing anything.

I lightly wiggled my neck from side to side or did some simple stretching while turning my wrists.

**

‘He, why are you like that?’

‘What are you doing?’

‘Am I insane…?’

The athlete stands still and stretches during the game. Everyone in the arena was shocked by Jamie’s unheard-of action.

“Jay!”

The same goes for Ralph, who managed to get the ball after pressing.

“what are you doing!”

he shouted in bewilderment.

No matter how far away they were, they were losing 2-0.

However, this guy named Ace lost his mind during the game and stood still during the game because he heard the coach yelling at him once in the locker room.

Ralph couldn’t help but feel cold.

“ah.”

Jamie turned his head to Ralph.

“pass.”

And shamelessly asked for a pass right away.

“…”

Anyway, it was Jamie. A team ace and currently considered one of the best players in the world along with Natal Munoz.

I couldn’t refuse his pass request.

Ralph gave him the ball.

‘No, that’s not what the director said.’

Meanwhile, head coach Nick, who was sitting on the bench, felt the same way as Ralph.

With his mouth slightly open, he looked back and forth between Jamie on the field and Milo next to him.

“…”

Be a selfish bastard. When Milo said that to Jamie, he had a calm expression on his face.

“Goes!”

“run!”

In the meantime, the surrounding coaches shouted excitedly as if Jamie had started to break through. At this, Nick quickly turned his gaze back to the field.

Jamie, who started speeding up slightly below the half line, turned his body 180 degrees just before crossing the half line. The central midfielder, who was following Jamie, was disoriented by the rapid movement.

Jamie, who shook off the mark opponent with a single change of direction, crossed the half line.

“Jay!”

cried Brian, who was nearby, infiltrating. There is a Munich midfielder right in front of you, so don’t overdo it and ask for a pass.

But Jamie didn’t. Rather, the midfielder advanced in the direction he was standing.

“…!”

And after the scissor motion, he instantly increased his speed and overtook the midfielder.

pug.

If it is pierced here, Jamie will ride the current again.

Perhaps judging that, the Munich midfielder violently bumped into his body.

I was determined and bumped into it. Jamie couldn’t help but fall.

“Hey!”

“what are you doing!”

Stoke City coaches rose from their seats and shouted. Same goes for Nick. Before I could even notice Milo, I instinctively protested loudly to the referee.

“uh?”

But what is this?

Before the referee even blew the whistle, Jamie jumped up and took the ball.

Bayern Munich players as well as Stoke City players were momentarily distracted.

Jamie continued to move forward, staggering as if he would fall again at any moment.

“Ah, he’s still alive!”

“Follow me!”

“Concentrate!”

It wasn’t long before the benches of both teams, Stoke City and Munich, were in an uproar again.

“Jay!”

At that moment, Robin, who started in place of Ben for the first time in a long time, penetrated diagonally to the right.

‘done!’

Seeing the scene, Nick flinched.

It was perfect timing. It was a perfect move.

As usual, if Jamie just stabbed a through pass, it was clear that he would get a one-on-one chance with the goalkeeper.

‘uh?’

However, Jamie did not pass.