My Girlfriend Wants Victory

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[The crowd in England jerseys is also cheering for Son Jinho’s goal!]

└ Wow. There’s my brother’s name marked on the England jersey.

└ Those bastards react quickly;;

The commentators who had let out cheers in anticipation were silenced by the banner they caught on camera.

[…Hmm.]

└ Huh? What’s that banner?

└ Thank you South Korea? W-wait, is that pirate guy!!

└ There’s writing next to it in Korean?

└ What does it say?

└ Hello Korean, we are the great British Empire. Your Taeguk Warriors have been replaced by the Three Lions. Always be grateful for what you’ve been given. And I also love Jinho.

└ These fucking bastards.

└ Wow. The translation is so annoying it’s infuriating.

└ What’s this feeling of being NTR’d?

└ Kraaak! The player you’re cheering for should’ve been our player!!

└ But why isn’t the commentary mentioning it?

└ After seeing that, they seem to have lost their words out of frustration.

***

Since Son Jinho’s opening goal, the match continued.

“Crist!”

“SIUUUU─!”

Son Jinho and Cha Inadus struck AS Monaco hard, embodying the spirit of “A gentleman’s revenge is never too late even after ten years.”

“…”

After winning the first match, the AS Monaco fans who were arrogant in their search for Ronaldo and Son Jinho began to fall silent at the scoring.

[Manchester United 5 : 0 AS Monaco.]

With such a gap in score, AS Monaco had lost all hope of making a comeback.

Still, Son Jinho and Ronaldo were not satisfied.

Whenever the players tried to slow down the tempo due to the score difference, they immediately laid down their criticisms.

“Get it together. Sadio Mané.”

“Why did you play the ball backwards?”

After Son Jinho-naldo’s affectionate reprimands jolted Sadio Mané back to reality, he began to dart down the flank again.

[Sadio Mané’s stormy dribble! He has broken through AS Monaco’s flanks.]

Robin van Persie, who started as the lone striker in the 4-3-3 formation, charged into the penalty box.

The AS Monaco center-back naturally followed to mark Robin van Persie.

[Sadio Mané passes to Son Jinho!]

Instead of crossing, Sadio Mané opted to pass into the space that opened up due to Robin van Persie’s run.

As the ball successfully reached Son Jinho, he immediately entered the penalty box.

[Son Jinho returns to Sadio Mané!]

Instead of taking a direct shot, Son Jinho gently flicked the ball with his left foot and passed it to Sadio Mané.

Son Jinho’s flick pass perfectly landed into the space ahead of Sadio Mané.

‘Pass? Shoot?’

At that moment, as Sadio Mané took a steady first touch, he pondered between shooting or passing.

“Mané must pass to me, I’m the senior who won the Ballon d’Or at Man Utd….”

“Shoot!”

“Mauuuuuuu─!”

With white noise swarming his ears, Son Jinho’s command reached Sadio Mané, who instinctively complied.

“Oh─! Mané! How can you not score that!”

“M-Mauuuuu…”

Of course, he put too much power into his body, leading to a poor result.

[Ah!! Sadio Mané’s shot goes flying into the air!!]

[Such a chance should be a thank-you situation for a striker. Ah, Mané, what a shame.]

***

As the match neared its end.

Son Jinho began to dominate football, becoming the focal point of attack while also thwarting AS Monaco’s counterattacks, much like the cheering songs from the crowd.

[Sohn! Successfully blocking the ball! Recently, thanks to naturalization, he is now a proud Englishman.]

Son Jinho blocked the ball from a high position.

[Jeremy Toulalan tries desperately to block, but he’s brushed aside easily. Jinho! He shoots!]

He immediately carried the ball forward and attempted a surprise long-range shot.

The properly impacted shot flew toward the goal without any spin.

[What a fantastic save by Danijel Subašić!!]

AS Monaco’s goalkeeper, Danijel Subašić, barely managed to deflect Son Jinho’s shot.

However, due to the incredible power behind the shot, it fell near the penalty box.

[The crisis isn’t over yet. AS Monaco must clear it quickly!]

AS Monaco’s defenders scrambled to clear the ball.

[Charging Cristiano─!!]

Cristiano Ronaldo successfully stepped ahead to pick up the second ball.

[Goooool─! Goooool─! Manchester United goes ahead 6 to 0!]

“SIUUUUUUUU─!”

“Hoouuuuuuuu─!”

[Jinho and Ronaldo run to the corner flag, roaring together! Who made them angry? They provide sweet revenge to AS Monaco’s fans!]

***

[Manchester United sweeps to a 6 to 0 victory.]

[Slow starter Manchester United, after losing the first round, secures 5 consecutive wins and advances to the Round of 16 in first place.]

[Son Jinho maintains focus until the last moments of the match, clearing the ball.]

[Son Jinho rejoices with De Gea after clearing AS Monaco’s crucial chance.]

└ De Gea’s panic is hilarious! LOL

└ Damn, LOL, it looks like the score’s really close.

└ But the score was 6 to 0, right? Hahaha

└ Love seeing you run with determination.

[Once again named M.O.M, Son Jinho says, “Thanks for the support of the fans.”]

[Controversy over the teasing of South Korea among Manchester United fans?]

└ Seeing that writing made me super mad for a second.

└ Seriously, if it weren’t for the lame association.

└ You know why it’s infuriating, right?

└ Why is it infuriating?

└ Because everything written is fact, damn it.

└ Ha. You took Son Jinho away, so return the Jikji Simche Yojeol, you bastards.

└ The Jikji Simche Yojeol is in France, you fool.

***

After the match against AS Monaco ended, I exchanged strange glances with Ronaldo.

Snap—.

Without anyone leading, we strongly clashed our right hands together like something out of a basketball manga.

[AS Monaco finishes 4th in the group stage, eliminated from the Champions League.]

After being mocked by AS Monaco’s fans in the first round, we finally successfully avenged by sending them off in 4th place.

[AS Monaco’s manager, amid fans’ calls for his dismissal… “If you hadn’t provoked us needlessly!”]

The AS Monaco that shocked football fans by reaching the quarter-finals in the original history has faded into the past.

In any case, as the match between Man Utd and AS Monaco concluded, all teams advancing to the Round of 16 were determined.

[Seeded Teams:]
Dortmund.
Real Madrid.
Manchester United.
Bayern Munich.
Barcelona.
Atletico Madrid.
Chelsea.
Porto.

[Unseeded Teams:]
Manchester City.
Basel.
Shakhtar Donetsk.
Schalke 04.
Arsenal.
Juventus.
Zenit.
Paris Saint-Germain.

Naturally, the group chat began to liven up.

– Gyeouri: No way, is there no EPL team that’s seeded while being called Big 4?

– Cheolmo: No way, is there such an EPL team?

– Chairman Hwang Geum-soon: ….

Under the joint attack of mother and daughter, Chairman Hwang Geum-soon was nearly at his wit’s end.

The Round of 16 draw was held in Nyon, Switzerland.

Teams from the same league or that were in the same group were excluded.

The matchup on the TV screen began to quickly fill up one by one.

[Arsenal, the team of Science, faces Bayern Munich in the Round of 16.]

First up, Arsenal was set to face a vengeful Bayern Munich in the Round of 16.

[Chairman Hwang Geum-soon has left the group chat.]

– Gyeouri: Hahahahahahahah!

– Gyeouri: Just like Science Arsenal cuts in the Round of 16, hahaha!

– Gyeouri: ???

– Gyeouri: What happened? Uncle, where’d you go?

– Cheolmo: Must’ve gone to cry.

With a firm resolution, Chairman Hwang Geum-soon vanished from the group chat without a word before becoming a laughingstock.

[Chelsea.]

Next was the turn for Chelsea, whom Mother-In-Law cheerfully supported.

She stared nervously at the TV screen.

[Chelsea vs PSG.]

Chelsea’s opponent was set as Paris Saint-Germain.

“Oh, Basel was in it too.”

Though she felt it wasn’t a sweet matchup, Cheolmo still wore a look that said it was doable.

“Chelsea, fighting!”

“What’s up, why’re you cheering for Chelsea?”

“So I can beat them up in the quarter-finals!”

As Gyeouri cheered when the matchup between Chelsea and PSG was confirmed, she displayed explosive filial piety.

Thwack─!

“Ouch!”

She got hit on the forehead by a spoon from her mother-in-law.

[Manchester City vs Dortmund.]

While the mother-in-law and Gyeouri were bickering, Manchester City’s match was confirmed.

“Ah! City! City!”

Today, like every other day, Haeun, wearing a sky-blue jersey, beamed innocently as she made Gyeouri worry.

‘Hmm. I wonder who will win between Pep’s City and Klopp’s Dortmund.’

And finally, when Manchester United’s matchup was decided.

[Manchester United vs FC Zenit Saint Petersburg.]

“Russia.”

A little Gandhi inside me began to bubble up.

“If we graciously lose to the Great Game, there will be no bloodshed.”

Somehow, at this moment, I felt I had truly become an Englishman.