Chapter 66
Chapter 66
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Translator: Silver Dragon
Chapter: 66
Chapter Title: Club World Cup Final (1)
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Iyaaaaaaaah!!!—
The roars echoing through the stadium.
The players on the pitch roaring back in response.
Just ten minutes into the match, they had turned the stadium into their own stage.
"""FC Bayern, Stars of the South! We never fall!!!"""
"""FC Bayern, Germany's Meister! Yeah, that's my team!!!"""
The player who united the fans and the squad as one.
Kilian Sildia of Bayern Munich had rattled the net of Real Madrid.
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Defense focus wtf get your shit together for real
This goal conceded, no blame on Ban Yeager?
Real Madrid had conceded the opener in somewhat anticlimactic fashion.
Mamardashvili tried to catch Joshua Kimmich's long-range screamer but spilled it, leading to a corner kick.
And that corner turned straight into a goal for Bayern Munich's right-back, Kilian Sildia.
Even then, Álvaro Carreras had briefly lost Sildia, leaving him free.
But it wasn't fair to pin it all on Carreras—the presence of Harry Kane inside the box was overwhelming.
No one to blame squarely.
The whole squad swallowed their frustration and regret, left to chase an equalizer.
Naturally, all eyes turned to Ban Yeager, the focal point of the attack.
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The match resumed with Real Madrid's kickoff.
Bayern Munich, Germany's top club, boasted world-class talent in nearly every position.
If there was a relative weakness, it had to be the double pivot in midfield.
Aleksandar Pavlović was young and full of relentless energy, but lacked veteran savvy.
Conversely, Joshua Kimmich, a Bayern stalwart of over a decade, was steady as ever, but pushing mid-30s meant stamina issues showed.
The pair meshed their strengths to mask weaknesses beautifully.
Breaking that synergy was goal one.
"Valverde!"
Thwung—
Federico Valverde shrugged off Jamal Musiala routinely and played it to me.
Taking the pass, I immediately pushed forward with the ball at my feet.
My target: the left half-space where Joshua Kimmich lurked.
I went straight at him, baiting a physical duel with a dribble challenge.
Meanwhile, forcing Aleksandar Pavlović to decide—chase and help, or hold the space?
Exploiting both their flaws.
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Thwung!—
The gambit worked perfectly.
Kimmich couldn't handle my dribble alone. Pavlović hesitated too long, then chased late.
Letting me hit the space Pavlović vacated at the perfect moment.
Pang!!—
Valverde lasered a forward pass the instant I arrived.
Straight into Vinícius Júnior's run.
Vinícius burst into Bayern's penalty area.
Shrrrrrk—
The moment he cut back to Mbappé.
Kilian Sildia sliced through the grass, blocking the path.
Thwung!!—
The deflected floater sailed over Mbappé's head to the opposite side.
Woooaaahhh——
Dropping right in the central box—a mere touch away from goal.
Everyone in the stands shot up. Real Madrid fans primed to erupt.
Bayern fans prayed someone cleared it.
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A split-second that felt eternal.
Pang!!—
Kudangtangtang!!...
Someone dove, nudged it, then tumbled across the turf.
Iyaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!—
The stadium-shaking roar.
Real Madrid players charged over, howling, hauling the grounded hero to his feet.
"Go say hi to the fans quick!"
What a strike—ceremony time to seal it.
The scorer himself? Silently fetched the ball from the net and sprinted to midfield.
Ban Yeager was still hungry.
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Flying Header!
Predicted the deflection!
Real Madrid leveled with Ban Yeager's flying header.
Back to square one.
But the edge was clearly theirs now.
The sheer brilliance of the goal fired up the crowd and boosted the teammates' morale sky-high.
No settling for the tie—he grabbed the ball and urged a quick restart.
Seeing that, Real Madrid sharpened their focus.
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They had the momentum, hammering Bayern's goal relentlessly.
The vibe was perfect, but the killer goal wouldn't come.
Before it faded.
Before halftime ended, they needed one more to seize control.
Only five minutes left—impatience crept in.
Bayern pounced on that tiny gap.
Striker Harry Kane was now dictating build-up from midfield.
Midfielder Jamal Musiala led the charge, targeting space behind.
Real dropped lines to avoid cheap counter goals, focusing defense.
Halftime hit with momentum swung to Bayern.
Score still 1:1.
The winner would come in the second half's 45 minutes.
The 15-minute break would decide who dominated after.
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Having one of our own really pulls you in—makes it immersive and fun to cheer.
Yeah, and he's a starting AM scoring tons, so damn entertaining lmaoooo
This loan's been solid lmao tons of goals, win the trophy and it's legendary
1:1, victory not sealed, but Ban Yeager's personal fans saw it as win enough.
Even a loss here left a mountain of achievements from this Real Madrid loan.
But Ban Yeager needed the win for a secret sub-quest they knew nothing about.
Strong first half meant no sub—he'd play the second.
In the locker room, Xabi Alonso played a swap Ban would love.
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Pulling the teetering Vinícius—edging injury—and slotting in Franco Mastantuono.
Letting Rodrygo play his true spot.
Left wing.