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Starting as a Defensive Midfielder at Real Madrid

Chapter 377 375: This Move, This Move Is Called the Wisdom of Trade-Offs · Nov 11, 2026

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351 Chapter 351 349: Boss… Is It Too Late to Regret My Decision? 2026-11-11
352 Chapter 352 350: Securing the Lead Is Duty—Standing Up for Teammates Is Also Duty! 2026-11-11
353 Chapter 353 351: The Little Lion’s Unconventional Journey Home 2026-11-11
354 Chapter 354 352: The Counterattack Style That Once Belonged to Real Madrid 2026-11-11
355 Chapter 355 353: Can the Madridistas Still Hold On? 2026-11-11
356 Chapter 356 354: Hands on Hips and a Raised Eyebrow at the Sideline—I’m Ancelotti, Who Am I Afraid Of? 2026-11-11
357 Chapter 357 355: Goodbye, Young Archer — Fearless of Time, Fearless of the Storm! 2026-11-11
358 Chapter 358 356: Li Ang Dependence? Yes, We Rely on Li Ang—So What! 2026-11-11
359 Chapter 359 357: Becoming the Chaser Isn’t Necessarily a Bad Thing 2026-11-11
360 Chapter 360 358: Leicester City, a Treasure Trove 2026-11-11
361 Chapter 361 359: They Are Walking the Old Path, the Path to a Championship 2026-11-11
362 Chapter 362 360: They’re Behind, Yet They’re Still Smiling, Still Smiling! 2026-11-11
363 Chapter 363 361: Liverpool Will Welcome Their New Era 2026-11-11
364 Chapter 364 362: No Team Can Take Three Points from Stamford Bridge! 2026-11-11
365 Chapter 365 363: He Gets Fired Up Against Manchester City 2026-11-11
366 Chapter 366 364: I’m Waiting for Your Challenge on Your Home Turf! 2026-11-11
367 Chapter 367 365: Li Ang Is a Barrier, Always Tripping Up the Strong Teams 2026-11-11
368 Chapter 368 366: I Know You’re in a Rush Today, But You Really Shouldn’t Rush 2026-11-11
369 Chapter 369 367: In Adversity, It’s Still the Little Lion Who Saves Real Madrid! 2026-11-11
370 Chapter 370 368: Seventh Title of the Year, an Unprecedented Seven-Trophy King! 2026-11-11
371 Chapter 371 369: 2015 Ballon d’Or Winner, Li Ang! 2026-11-11
372 Chapter 372 370: Times Have Changed—Manchester United Must Get Used to Playing in the Europa League 2026-11-11
373 Chapter 373 371: Return to Real Madrid? 2026-11-11
374 Chapter 374 372: First Leg of the Champions League Knockout Stage Amidst a Media Storm 2026-11-11
375 Chapter 375 373: You Guys Are Really Good, But Unfortunately, You Met Us Too Early 2026-11-11
376 Chapter 376 374: See You Next Leg~ 2026-11-11
377 Chapter 377 375: This Move, This Move Is Called the Wisdom of Trade-Offs 2026-11-11
378 Chapter 378 376: I’m Just That Greedy — I Want Chelsea to Step Directly Into the Ranks of the Giants! 2026-11-11
379 Chapter 379 377: After Passing This Stage, the Road Ahead is Smooth 2026-11-11
380 Chapter 380 378: Double Pressure, Double Progress 2026-11-11
381 Chapter 381 379: The Advancing Blues, Bayern’s Misstep 2026-11-11
382 Chapter 382: A Comeback Is Impossible — I Want It All! 2026-11-11
383 Chapter 383: Li Ang Still Prefers Playing Against Barça 2026-11-11
384 Chapter 384: The Collapse That Was Meant to Be 2026-11-11
385 Chapter 385: It’s a Pity You’re Competing Against the Strongest Chelsea in History 2026-11-11
386 Chapter 386: Welcome to Hell 2026-11-11
387 Chapter 387: If We Can Beat Them Once, We Can Beat Them Twice and Three Times! 2026-11-11
388 Chapter 388: These Days, Even Aggressive Teams Need Some Intelligence 2026-11-11
389 Chapter 389: Mourinho’s Big Move Directly Targeting Atlético’s Weakness 2026-11-11
390 Chapter 390: Time to Return to the Premier League and Win the Title! 2026-11-11
391 Chapter 391: The Blue Triple Crown Dynasty! 2026-11-11
392 Chapter 392: The Champions League Knockout Stage Belongs to the Brave 2026-11-11
393 Chapter 393: See You at San Siro 2026-11-11
394 Chapter 394: Florentino Becomes Even More Determined to Buy Back Li Ang 2026-11-11
395 Chapter 395: Let the Storm Rage, I Remain Unshaken 2026-11-11
396 Chapter 396: This City Is Still My Lucky YC City 2026-11-11
397 Chapter 397: I Can Win Because I’m Not Stubborn 2026-11-11
398 Chapter 398 He Who Controls the Midfield Controls the Game 2026-11-11
399 Chapter 399: A Blue Fairy Tale, A Blue Dynasty! 2026-11-11
400 Chapter 400: A Break That Was Never Meant to Be Peaceful 2026-11-11

The gap between the first and second legs of the Champions League knockout stage was quite long.

After Chelsea and PSG finished their first clash, nearly a month would pass before the decisive second leg.

Thus, after saying ”see you in London” to PSG, Li Ang temporarily set the Champions League aside.

Chelsea now had to focus fully on sprinting for points in the Premier League!

As the season entered its critical second half, Chelsea, unburdened by domestic cups, could pull ahead of other top clubs who still had crowded schedules.

They also had more time for rest and tactical adjustments.

For example, while other Premier League clubs still fighting in Europe had to juggle FA Cup fixtures immediately after the Champions League,

Chelsea could enjoy a rare break.

Manchester City and Arsenal had to play two matches in ten days —

one Premier League game and one FA Cup match —

but Chelsea only needed to play one league match.

The difference was massive.

At the very least, Chelsea’s players were much better rested.

After three days of holiday, they returned to training fully energized,

a sharp contrast to the stern-faced photos leaking from other clubs’ training grounds.

While City and Arsenal players slogged through their cup matches,

Chelsea players relaxed at home,

watching their rivals exhaust themselves.

And by the time City and Arsenal barely finished their FA Cup battles,

Chelsea — fully recharged — stepped into their next league game.

On the afternoon of February 27th, Mourinho led his team at home against Stoke City — the ”Sky Blues” of the Potteries.

Compared to the first encounter between the two teams earlier this season,

Stoke had climbed the table impressively, now sitting 10th.

They were closing in on the top half,

even harboring dreams of qualifying for European competition.

However, injuries had hurt their momentum.

First-choice center-backs Shawcross and Wilson were both sidelined.

Playmaker Bojan had just returned from injury and needed to be used cautiously.

Still, credit to manager Mark Hughes for squeezing every drop of fight out of a depleted squad.

With limited resources,

Stoke kept battling midtable rivals and scraping precious points.

But against Chelsea?

The gulf in hard power was simply too vast.

Mark Hughes had hoped Mourinho would rotate heavily —

giving Stoke a chance.

Instead, Mourinho saw this Stoke match as a potential banana skin.

They weren’t a glamorous threat,

but they were a ”hard rock” type of opponent —

the kind that could cause headaches.

Mourinho wasn’t taking any chances.

He fielded a full-strength lineup and repeatedly emphasized to his players:

No mercy, no early relaxation.

Against tough midtable sides,

the only solution was to crush them early.

Get a big enough lead —

then worry about conserving energy.

Chelsea’s coaching staff prepared a nasty surprise for Mark Hughes.

On the pitch, for Stoke’s players,

that ”surprise” turned into pure shock.

Chelsea’s fully-rested starting eleven launched an immediate, ferocious assault!

High pressing, rapid transitions —

Stoke were pinned inside their own half from the opening whistle.

Previously, they could resist better,

but missing their two best center-backs,

Stoke’s defense was paper-thin.

Their two defensive midfielders were forced to stay pinned back.

They had no time or space to launch counterattacks.

Hughes paced nervously on the sideline,

but there wasn’t much he could do.

The talent gap was glaring.

His backup defenders simply weren’t good enough.

Even pumping them up with motivational speeches hadn’t helped.

With no outlet,

even Shaqiri — their most creative player — had to drop deep to help defend.

But Shaqiri pulling back only isolated Stoke’s attack further.

Every time Stoke booted the ball clear,

only Arnautović remained upfield trying to fight for scraps.

And his strike partner, Mame Diouf,

was completely shut down by Thiago Silva.

Chelsea’s iron pincers squeezed Stoke mercilessly.

Defense lacking talent,

attack crippled by defensive duties.

Under Chelsea’s immense pressure,

it was only a matter of time before Stoke’s backline cracked.

Especially given the shaky replacements at center-back.

Li Ang, of course, was an expert at exploiting such weaknesses.

Thus, Stoke’s goal fell much earlier than many fans expected.

Barely 20 minutes into the first half,

Li Ang carried the ball forward from midfield,

threading a perfect through-ball down the right channel.

Kroos surged into Stoke’s penalty area unchallenged.

Why?

Because left center-back Muniesa had pushed up too far,

leaving a massive hole behind.

From there, Chelsea’s forwards simply executed by the book.

Kroos squared the ball across the face of goal,

and Suárez darted in to stab it home!

Stoke goalkeeper Butland had no chance —

left utterly furious at his own defenders.

One center-back out of position,

the other failing to even contest the run.

How was he supposed to save anything?

Still, despite his frustration, Butland didn’t yell at his teammates.

The season was long,

and they still had plenty of matches to play together.

No point burning bridges now.

Besides, he had mentally prepared himself for this.

After all, what could you expect

when you had to face a full-strength Chelsea team while missing your two best defenders?

Mark Hughes had the same thought from the sidelines—he was furious, but what could he do?

His substitute center-back pairing was simply not good enough.

There was no magic solution to boost their level mid-match; he could only grit his teeth and make do.

Many Stoke City players, too, felt a mix of helplessness and resignation after conceding the goal.

Interestingly, after the goal, Stoke shifted their focus more toward attacking rather than anxiously protecting their fragile defense.

This change in mentality actually helped them play better.

At least they managed to launch a few decent counterattacks and even get a few shots off—

Oblak no longer spent the entire half counting blades of grass out of boredom...

But for Stoke, the slight improvement in their gameplay wasn’t enough to halt Chelsea’s relentless momentum.

Li Ang, having found joy in exploiting Muniesa’s weakness once,

continued targeting the short Spanish center-back.

In the 34th minute, Li Ang once again orchestrated an attack in Stoke’s half.

But this time, instead of immediately slipping a ball behind Muniesa,

he switched play to the opposite side for Hazard.

After releasing the pass,

Li Ang charged forward and repeatedly waved for a lofted ball!

Hazard instantly understood.

He glanced up, saw Li Ang charging toward the far post,

and whipped in a cross!

Pieters, Stoke’s left-back marking Hazard, sighed in relief as Hazard passed the ball,

but in the box, the two center-backs were on high alert.

The ball floated over the near post area,

and Wollscheid instinctively turned to check the far post.

There stood Muniesa, awkwardly trying to hold position,

about to go one-on-one in the air with the powerhouse that was Li Ang.

Already imagining the coming ”tragedy,”

Wollscheid even turned his head away, closing his eyes momentarily.

When he opened them again,

he saw Muniesa being bodied out of the air,

Li Ang rising powerfully for the header,

and the ball hurtling toward goal!

Butland reacted lightning-fast,

and credit to Muniesa—

despite being outmatched, he had delayed Li Ang’s header just enough to give Butland a sliver of hope.

But when the ball struck Butland’s fingertips,

he felt the immense force behind it.

Li Ang’s header was simply too powerful.

At best, Butland could slightly deflect its path.

It wasn’t enough.

The ball crashed into the net.

Li Ang, who had already scored earlier,

now firmly booted Stoke City off the cliff.

Chelsea’s players gathered to celebrate joyfully,

but Mourinho wasn’t satisfied yet.

He gestured frantically from the sideline, urging them to keep pushing!

No mercy.

No letting up.

Finish them!

Watching Mourinho still screaming for more goals,

many Stoke fans unleashed torrents of abuse.

But their anger didn’t change the situation.

Chelsea kept attacking.

Even though Stoke managed to survive the rest of the first half,

in the 61st minute of the second half,

they were breached again.

And once again—Suárez!

The Uruguayan striker maintained his lethal form,

timing his run perfectly to receive Hazard’s through-ball

and finishing clinically into the far corner!

That was Suárez’s 28th league goal of the season—

an incredible return after only 26 matches played.

If he stayed healthy and maintained his sharpness,

he had a real shot at breaking the mythical 40-goal mark in a single Premier League season!

While perhaps not as jaw-dropping as Messi and Ronaldo’s 50-goal La Liga campaigns,

achieving 40 goals in the far tougher Premier League would be an extraordinary feat.

This notion alone was sure to spark fiery debates online.

Still, saying scoring in the Premier League was harder than in La Liga wasn’t exactly controversial.

Meanwhile, Li Ang, not as prolific as Suárez this season,

quietly raised his league tally to 19 goals.

Combined with 13 assists,

he was well on his way to a 20-goal, 20-assist season.

Yet Mourinho wasn’t greedy for more numbers tonight.

After securing a comfortable three-goal lead,

he immediately rotated.

Li Ang and Suárez were substituted off,

soon followed by Hazard, replaced by Salah.

The remaining minutes saw Stoke unable to muster any real fightback.

Thus, the match ended 3–0.

Chelsea had drawn first blood in the title race’s critical sprint phase,

piling pressure onto Manchester City.

And sure enough,

the next day, City faltered!

Visiting Newcastle,

they could only manage a draw.

Thus, Chelsea, with 23 wins and 3 draws (and a game in hand),

leapfrogged Manchester City to reclaim top spot in the Premier League—

by goal difference!

This round marked a significant shift in the season-long battle.

It wasn’t that City’s coaching staff had made critical errors,

nor that Guardiola’s tactical experiments had backfired.

It was simply the inevitable toll of fighting on too many fronts.

After chasing trophies all season—

reaching the League Cup final and FA Cup quarterfinals—

City’s players were stretched thin.

And while Chelsea had ruthlessly abandoned domestic cups early,

keeping their squad fresh for the league and Champions League,

City were now paying the price.

Thanks to Mourinho’s strategic ruthlessness,

Chelsea were now roaring down the final stretch,

fully armed and turbocharged.

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