Lazy Genius Striker [EN]: Chapter 166

Munich continued to attempt attacks with simple, direct methods.

However, their attacks were repeatedly thwarted due to uncharacteristic mistakes.

Everyone was in a hurry.

Of course, it was a situation where they needed to hurry, but they shouldn’t be *too* hasty.

When you’re in a hurry, things that would normally work often don’t.

Like now.

“You should’ve passed forward, haa…”

“Focus! Look before you go in!”

Watching the Munich players getting annoyed with each other, the West Ham players thought, ‘That’s it.’

When you’re annoyed and in a hurry, it’s easy for the opposing team to exploit you.

When you get excited, your movements tend to get bigger, which makes you easier to read.

Besides,

There was an expert on dealing with angry guys on their side.

“Wow, your passes are terrible. How are you supposed to receive that? Right?”

“So… huh? What. Don’t talk to me.”

Munich’s striker, Peter Jansen, frowned at Bellamy’s words.

Bellamy shrugged, grinning slyly.

“But our team’s striker receives even those crappy passes well. Too bad you’re not good enough.”

“…I’ll kill you. Shut your mouth.”

“Oh, scary. I’m so scared~”

“Get lost!”

Annoyed by Bellamy’s constant taunting, Jansen pushed Bellamy away.

Well, it wasn’t a very hard push.

But the fact that Bellamy was pushed was important.

“Kuh-heok! H-heok! I, I can’t breathe…!”

“W-what are you doing?”

Bellamy fell backward, clutching his chest and rolling around.

It was the height of acting.

If someone didn’t know better, they would have urgently called emergency services [119 is the emergency number in South Korea, similar to 911 in the US], as Bellamy cried out for help, gasping for breath.

“Hey! Ref!”

Guimarães’s assist was added to that.

Guimarães was learning a lot from Bellamy since joining this team.

The first thing he learned was the tendencies of Premier League [PL] referees and how to deceive them.

Guimarães jumped up and down, waving his arms and looking for the referee, and the assistant referee nearby waved his flag.

Jansen protested his innocence, but he couldn’t avoid the warning.

On the contrary, Jansen, who almost received another warning for his vehement protest, had no choice but to give up his protest.

“I’ll kill you!”

“Ugh… Don’t kill me twice…”

Bellamy lay down for a long time.

And just before the medical staff was deployed, he quietly got up.

He stalled for time as much as possible.

“Yo, my partner. I’m touched by your friendship!”

“I couldn’t just stand by while my *amigo* [Spanish for friend] was down!”

Bellamy, who had barely gotten up, shook hands flamboyantly with Guimarães and fluttered around, and Jansen tore at his hair watching that scene.

*

Jansen’s yellow card was just the beginning.

The emotionally charged Munich players began to play rough, and in the process, yellow cards rained down.

Yellow cards are detrimental enough in themselves, but they were even more detrimental for players who had already accumulated warnings in previous games.

According to Champions League regulations, yellow cards are reset from the semi-finals.

Accumulation occurs from the group stage to the quarter-finals, and if you receive three warnings during that period, you will be suspended for one game.

Right-back Kamil Townsend was one such case.

Townsend received a warning for unnecessary bickering over the possession of a throw-in, and Bellamy was there again.

Really, it was the worst possible situation for Munich in many ways.

In any case, Munich continued to pour on the offensive pressure.

Bellamy had caused a significant loss, but thanks to that, Munich had also united.

Internal conflicts temporarily cease in the face of an external enemy.

In particular, Peter Jansen, who was furious with Bellamy, moved most actively.

But the important thing was that Bellamy was not just a player skilled in trickery.

If that were the case, he wouldn’t have received rave reviews from opposing players every game.

The reason everyone wants to get back at Bellamy is because Bellamy is also very talented.

Tata-tat-!

Munich’s attack through the center.

Stautner threaded a through pass into the box, and Jansen surged forward to meet that pass.

A sharp attempt.

However,

Chwaaaaaa-

Bellamy smoothly cut off that pass with a wonderful sliding tackle.

Jansen rushed in immediately.

However, Bellamy got up and passed to Guimarães, and Guimarães cleared it, thwarting Munich’s attack.

And,

“Too bad.”

Bellamy teased Jansen.

Jansen’s breaking point was crossed there, and

Munich eventually self-destructed.

*

Munich, who already had a long way to go, were now playing with 10 men due to Jansen’s dismissal.

They thought that facing a 0-2 situation was the worst it could get, but there was a basement under the bottom.

For the remaining time, Munich was busy preventing additional goals rather than scoring a comeback goal.

However, even that didn’t go as planned.

Because Johann shook off Stranieri one more time.

After the first goal, the reason Stranieri was particularly active in overlapping was also because he didn’t want to face Johann again.

But after Jansen was sent off, everyone had to drop back and defend.

Stranieri had no choice but to face Johann again.

And,

He was beautifully defeated again.

Like that, 3-0.

It was the worst first leg for Munich.

Of course,

“Bleep, bleep, bleeep-!”

“Uwaaaaaaa!”

It was the best first leg for Coach Schmidt.

The moment the final whistle blew, Coach Schmidt ran onto the field and cheered as if he had already advanced to the quarter-finals.

While running somewhere, Coach Schmidt,

“You rascal!”

“Keuheok!”

Covered Johann.

It was a really long-cherished wish.

To win against Munich here at the Allianz Arena.

Coach Schmidt had once wished for that.

He was able to fulfill that long-standing wish today, thanks to Johann.

“C-can’t breathe. Coach!”

“Heuheuk…!”

It was no wonder that Coach Schmidt hugged Johann and shed tears like a fool.

Coach Schmidt, who finally won at the Allianz Arena, had returned to those days.