After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 1738 - 470: Guardiola’s Alchemy Workshop
Snap——
The ball slipped through Dagsdino’s legs, tracing a fierce curve as it skimmed across the grass towards the front of the Big Penalty Area.
Per Clausen was nearly scared to death.
By the time he started again, he was a step too late.
Clausen hurried to stick close to Ibrahimovic, not caring about conceding a penalty, just pressing Ibrahimovic with his body.
Ibrahimovic, bracing against his opponent, charged into the penalty area with him.
Tens of thousands of eyes at the San Siro were fixed on Florence’s penalty area, with little time left in injury time, this could be their best chance to alter the score.
Under interference, Ibrahimovic forcibly took a shot, and Artur Boruc dived, successfully blocking the ball and sending it out of bounds.
"Kevin, what now?"
Toni Kroos jogged over and asked. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
"You take the shot, send it into the penalty area, I’ll stay here to distract the defense."
Huang Kaiwen whispered, covering his mouth.
Although he wanted to score directly from the corner, it was clear today Florence was on guard, their defenders’ positions were quite subtle, evidently to avoid obstructing the goalkeeper’s saves.
Kroos nodded and ran toward the corner flag.
This surprised the Florence players.
Comotto stayed beside Huang Kaiwen, and Huang Kaiwen saw that it was just as he thought.
As soon as Kroos took the kick, he suddenly sprinted forward, and Comotto hurriedly followed suit.
At this moment, Huang Kaiwen suddenly stopped, realizing the ball’s height wasn’t adequate.
Sure enough.
The ball was blocked by Caporese.
Kroos turned back to get the ball, and upon turning, he saw Huang Kaiwen standing on the Big Penalty Area line; without thinking, he immediately turned and passed the ball.
Only then did Comotto realize Huang Kaiwen was no longer beside him, and there was no way to mark him now.
Huang Kaiwen controlled the ball with his foot, then chipped it with his right foot from behind.
Bam——
Wearing the goalkeeper’s jersey, Abbiati was strikingly visible, he suddenly darted towards the goal, and Huang Kaiwen’s ball landed precisely near the right goalpost. Abbiati meaningfully jumped with a dive header, and Boruc instinctively reached out, but the ball was too fast for him to make a judgment. However, this time, luck wasn’t on his side, as the ball swiftly slipped through his hands into the net.
Beep,
Beep,
Beep——
The referee blew the whistle to signal the end of the match.
Golden Goal!
Crudeli shouted in excitement, "Golden Goal, Golden Goal, Golden Goal!"
"Kevin had just come onto the pitch, touched the ball for the first time, and created this goal opportunity. Finally, it was still him assisting Abbiati. I knew it, I just knew... Kevin’s passes could work miracles, even if the one attacking is our goalkeeper."
"Recently, Inzaghi’s form has dipped again, I suggest Guardiola could consider letting Abbiati play as one of the strikers in a two-striker formation next time!"
Abbiati stood in disbelief after the goal.
Huang Kaiwen immediately rushed over, wrapping his arms around his neck, and shouted excitedly, "Mate, well done!!! We won!!!"
"Ah."
Abbiati was drowned out by his teammates before he could even speak.
Today’s loudest cheers erupted from the San Siro stands.
In football matches, you can never predict the outcome until the very last minute.
"Christian!"
"Christian!"
"Christian!"
Abbiati, being thrown up by his teammates, became the hero of the day.
Guardiola followed the coaching staff rushing onto the pitch, then remembered his precious possession.
Quickly looking back at the bench, he found the Merit Box still there, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
...
Post-match press conference.
Florence, having lost, simply sent out their assistant coach.
"Kevin, how does it feel to score the golden goal?"
A reporter asked.
"Excited, extremely excited, this is the charm of football, and I am still very thrilled right now."
Huang Kaiwen said.
"What about the one who scored, you assisted Abbiati, was your pass crucial?"
The reporter pressed on.
"Not at all."
Huang Kaiwen shook his head and said, "You have to know, Christian sprinted 100 meters, his positioning in the final phase was fantastic if he didn’t play as a goalkeeper, he’d be a very sharp striker."
"What about Ibrahimović’s foul on Caporese, is he a hot-tempered person? Many people don’t like him."
The reporter asked.
"Zlatan isn’t a bad person, he’s an exceptional player. It’s hard to imagine someone with his height being so agile, his footwork is amazing, I always felt he was like Van Basten, but Zlatan’s shot power might be even greater than Van Basten’s."
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile, "You can’t imagine Zlatan’s life, he admits to making mistakes in his childhood, and it’s remarkable that he didn’t continue down the wrong path but became a football star—that shows how strong his determination is, you can’t view him through tinted glasses."
The reporters in the audience all rolled their eyes.
They didn’t expect the same rhetoric again.
"Today, Kroos and Seedorf didn’t pose any threat, is it because they lack strength?"
The reporter asked.
"No." Huang Kaiwen shook his head and said, "That’s not the case, both of them are outstanding players, you can’t expect a player over thirty to play the same as in their youth. As for Toni, he will become one of the best midfielders in the world."
Seeing they couldn’t get anything out of Huang Kaiwen.
The reporters turned their attention to Guardiola.
"Pep, why was today’s victory so difficult?"
The reporter asked.
"Because of the schedule and some other things, I can’t tell you everything, but I must say, I’m pleased with the victory."
Guardiola said.
"Do you think there’s a problem with your tactics, was not starting Kevin today because he wasn’t fully recovered?"
The reporter pressed on.
Guardiola’s expression almost slipped.
Even someone of Ferguson’s caliber couldn’t bear such a responsibility.
Guardiola explained: "First of all, Kevin’s physical condition was simultaneously confirmed by the medical team and the hospital. They believe Kevin is fully recovered, thus I started Kevin last week. Today, due to rotation, Kevin didn’t start."
"Will Kevin start in the upcoming UEFA Champions League?"
The reporter asked.
"I haven’t thought about it yet, so I can’t tell you."
Guardiola said.
"Any comments on what Mourinho said?"
Guardiola smiled, shaking his head, and said: "This is the last question, I’ll tell you, Jose and I have a great relationship, I don’t care what he said, because that might not be what he intended, if there’s time I’ll call him to discuss some insights. Alright, that’s it for today’s press conference."
Guardiola and Huang Kaiwen got up and left the press conference.
After a thrilling golden goal, Huang Kaiwen invited the whole team over to celebrate at his place.
Guardiola returned to Milanello with the team bus.
Once he reached the parking lot, checking that all four wheels were still there, he eagerly got into the driver’s seat.
Guardiola didn’t start the car directly but opened the Merit Box with a key, seeing Mourinho’s picture inside now incense darkened, Guardiola murmured: "Sorry Jose, you’d wish for Kevin to win too, right!"
