After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 580 - 0238 Kai and Coach Ka (Please Subscribe)_2

Marcelo jogged to the front to prepare to throw in a sideline ball.

Standing in the penalty area, Huang Kaiwen was defended, and Marcelo was about to change his target when he saw Huang Kaiwen gesture toward the end line.

Understood!

Marcelo nodded slightly.

He stood in place and powerfully threw the ball toward the left end line.

In the penalty area, Huang Kaiwen suddenly started running, Vidic rushing to the edge of the penalty area along with Huang Kaiwen. Huang Kaiwen stuck out his calf letting the ball bounce off his leg, quickly shifted his center of gravity backward, and leapt up, hitting the back of the ball hard with his left foot.

Boom—

The ball flew past Ferdinand, Raul leapt up on one foot and headed the ball, changing its trajectory, and Van der Sar reacted instantly, using his hands to deflect the ball out for a corner kick.

"Manchester United’s defense is under great pressure during this period, with Real Madrid continuously attacking Manchester United’s penalty area."

"Kevin made a long-distance sprint with the ball, another overhead pass, showcasing incredible skill and creativity. Kevin is once again approaching the corner flag area, the most unbearable moment for Manchester United."

Van der Sar stood in front of the penalty area, roaring for his teammates to adjust their positions.

Huang Kaiwen was the most challenging set piece opponent he had encountered.

When other players take a corner kick, you only need to be ready for headers at the goal area.

But with Huang Kaiwen’s corner kicks, you can’t predict where the next attack will come from; it could be from any direction, maybe even outside the penalty box, such a corner kick seriously disrupts the defenders’ positioning.

Even if he doesn’t make a mistake, the panic among his teammates as they run could affect his line of sight, making saves that much more difficult.

Especially coordinating the positioning with his teammates and waiting during this time is excruciating.

Van der Sar felt it would be better to give Real Madrid a free kick outright.

After taking a run-up, Huang Kaiwen’s right foot curled under the ball.

Boom—The ball flew rapidly toward the near post, Vidić in front of Raul flicked the ball toward the outside of the penalty area with a header.

Guti, who was lurking behind the top of the penalty area, dashed forward and was about to kick when Scholes slid in with a fierce tackle.

"Free kick!!!"

"Scholes receives a yellow card, and there’s no controversy about that decision."

"It’s been a busy day for Kevin, he dribbles himself, passes when it’s time to pass, takes corners when it’s time for corners, and now he takes the free kick too."

Watching Huang Kaiwen approach the foul spot, Van der Sar thought his earlier wish was a mistake.

I wonder if it’s too late to regret it now!

Manchester United players’ protests were rejected by the head referee Vander, leaving them reluctantly forming the wall.

Cassano and Raul squeezed into the wall together.

A scuffle broke out over the positioning of the wall between players from both teams.

Fletcher yelled at Cassano, "Stop pushing, or we’ll all be out of bounds."

Cassano spread his hands.

No matter what you say, I just don’t understand English.

Seeing Cassano’s irritating expression, Fletcher could hardly hold back.

Vidic quickly hugged Fletcher from behind, saying, "Calm the fuck down for me. If you get a red card for fighting, what will the boss think?"

It was only upon hearing about Ferguson that Fletcher calmed down.

He glared angrily at Cassano and switched places with Vidic.

Vander pointed at Cassano, saying, "No more tricks, no matter who’s fault. If we can’t proceed with the game, I’ll give you a card!"

Cassano:...

Fucking German!

It was that Scotsman in a kilt causing trouble, so why should it be blamed on him?

Cassano decided to buy a few tapes of Germany and Scotland after the match.

To thoroughly enjoy and learn from them, to regain his ground in this aspect.

Head referee Vander put down his whistle and nodded to Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen, standing behind the ball to the right, took a deep breath, and his whole body moved.

He stepped his right foot forward beside the ball, concentrating all his weight on his right leg, while his left foot curled under the ball.

Boom—Raul and Cassano quickly made room, but the ball cleared the wall without any spin and headed straight for the goal.

Van der Sar, standing in the center of the goal, quickly dived sideways and stretched out his arm. The tall Van der Sar had long arms and was right in his positioning. Seeing the ball heading towards the direction he extended his arm, the tension in Van der Sar’s heart dissipated.

Duang—The sound of the ball hitting the crossbar, the lack of impact on his gloves, all made Van der Sar’s heart clench again.

Did the ball brush past the crossbar and out or?

After diving to the ground, Van der Sar looked back at the goal, only to find Lady Luck wasn’t on his side; the ball rebounded inside the net, and Cassano, who had rushed to the front of the goal, headed it again into the net.

"Kevin!!!"

"Kevin Goal!!!"

"Goal Goal Goal!!!"

"Kevin scores with his signature shot, rewriting the score once again!"

"A knuckleball without any spin, almost a ’panenka’, other players would struggle with such a shot from twelve yards, but for Kevin, it’s as easy as eating and drinking!"

"After creating three opportunities for teammates in a row, Real Madrid still couldn’t break through, Kevin decided to use his own feet to change the score. And we have all seen the result, he has breached Manchester United’s goal again."

"If Kevin weren’t so selfless, I suspect he could even score ten goals in a match!"

Huang Kaiwen opened his arms to embrace his teammates.

Marcelo also wanted to join the celebrations, but felt a rush of shadows passing by him one after another.

His teammates reached Huang Kaiwen first with even greater speed than a counterattack, and Raul, who was quite close, couldn’t even squeeze into the inner circle.

What could he do?

He was just an unremarkable mid-season transfer to Real Madrid, not even favored by the head coach.

Marcelo felt that in such a joyous time, he must assert his presence.