After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 847 - 0300 New Kevin’s Law (Please Subscribe)
Silent as a grave!
The rain in Moscow.
It felt like a bucket of cold water, pouring down on the hearts of the Rossoneri fans.
They hoped the team could muster the courage to defeat the miraculous man.
In the end, they realized, the man himself was the miracle.
The situation was similar for the Meringue fans, the goals scored today were all breathtaking.
Each one was exceptional.
Many of them had never seen ancient stars play.
But the past two years have undoubtedly been the happiest moments for Real Madrid fans.
The team kept winning championships, suppressing their bitter rivals Barca and Atletico Madrid, and the games were highly entertaining.
Football centered around a single player isn’t very team-oriented.
But who cares about that?
Only personal heroics can make the heart race with excitement.
Bang—
The Luzhniki Stadium finally erupted with its maximum energy.
"Saint Kevin!"
"Saint Kevin!"
"Saint Kevin!"
The fervor of Real Madrid fans pierced through the rain, successfully reaching the pitch.
Even though the weather in Moscow turned cold, it still couldn’t freeze their passionate hearts.
"Kevin!"
"Kevin Goal!"
"GoalGoalGoal!!!"
"A textbook Kevin goal, an absolutely zero-angle shot from the right, an even tighter angle than Van Basten’s, Kevin still managed to have the ball skim over Dida’s head and successfully drill into the net."
"Dida once said that Kevin saved his career. But after today, he might need some time to adjust his emotions. Actually, Dida doesn’t need to worry about such things. Kevin never cares who the keeper is, because no matter who stands on the goal line, they can’t stop Kevin from scoring, unless Kevin himself is the goalie!"
"I’ve always been curious, is Kevin’s shooting better, or his goalkeeping? But this question will never have an answer, because there won’t be two Kevins in the world!"
"The best offensive player is Kevin, and the best defensive player is also Kevin!"
Ibrahimovic looked back at Huang Kaiwen being surrounded by his teammates.
The score is now 4:2, he had a feeling.
Huang Kaiwen had been playing games with them all along, every time AC Milan scored a goal, Huang Kaiwen immediately scored two.
He was now very curious.
If Milan scored another goal, would Huang Kaiwen continue to score two more?
From the stands, Abramovich looked towards Peter Kenyon.
Kenyon’s eyes were shining too.
This former Umbro and Manchester United CEO, who once joined Abramovich, contributed significantly to Chelsea’s rise. Mourinho’s dismissal was also somewhat related to him. Whether it was Abramovich or Kenyon, they both liked to infuse the team with players, Ballack was signed under Kenyon’s recommendation.
"Should we sign Kevin?"
Kenyon suggested.
Abramovich sighed and said, "I would love to, but Kevin’s not so easy to sign."
"This signing will definitely be tough, but right now, Chelsea isn’t even considered a British powerhouse, just a notable team in Premier League history."
Kenyon said, "Before you came, Chelsea had only won one top-tier league title, five cup titles, and two Cup Winners’ Cups. Many teams had similar honors, even Burnley, Tottenham, and Derby County had two top-tier league titles. To become a British and even European powerhouse, Chelsea needs to continuously win championships, and seize the opportunity to win the UEFA Champions League... But if we sign Kevin, Chelsea will immediately be considered a powerhouse, and there’s a high probability of becoming European champions within three years!"
The hesitating Abramovich nodded vigorously after hearing this.
Although there are many difficulties, there are also many solutions.
The greatest sorrow in the world is when a person dies, but the money is unspent.
As long as money can solve the problem, there’s nothing he can’t do.
...
Getting ready to kick-off again.
Pass back to the backfield, Pirlo immediately observed his teammates’ positions.
Real Madrid’s defense became even tighter than before, with Torres and Kaka both being closely marked.
Pirlo didn’t pass the ball, instead, he made a slight touch with his right foot, holding the ball in place, waiting for Real Madrid players to press up.
Raul charged up quickly, and Pirlo quickly lifted his foot for a drag-back.
The ball hit a small divot on the left side, keeping the ball in place.
Raul, who had rushed past, quickly turned back to drag the ball with his right foot.
Not his usual foot, it appeared a bit awkward.
He couldn’t break free with the ball immediately.
Pirlo was behind already, with his hands loosely around Raul, and Raul still hadn’t adjusted the ball to his left foot.
Seeing Cassano come up to take over, Raul quickly made a straight pass forward.
Cassano ran from the right to the middle to receive the ball, Huang Kaiwen suddenly started and sprinted towards the right.
Ramos and Guti also followed up with a forward run.
Newly subbed-on Cassano, eager to make an impression, performed several drag-backs, then made a cross-kick, threading the ball between Ambrosini’s legs, accelerating to regain possession.
Faced with Nesta, he tried a few drag-backs but couldn’t find a gap to break through.
On the sidelines, Capello was fuming with rage; if it weren’t the last match of the season, Cassano would have to report to the B team the next day.
With no option left, Cassano could only pass back, Raul received the ball and immediately made a straight pass.
Pop—
The ball rolled diagonally into Milan’s penalty area.
As Huang Kaiwen started running, Maldini was already on the move.
He started even a step faster than Huang Kaiwen, this was the timing he judged based on experience.
If they started together, he would be left behind.
The ball’s speed was fast, the two only took two steps.
Huang Kaiwen was in front, Maldini was behind him, the ball was already in front of them. Huang Kaiwen leaned sideways and extended his right foot to stop the ball, the experienced Maldini saw that Huang Kaiwen shifted his weight onto him to hold his ground, decisively extracting himself to run ahead of Huang Kaiwen. As Huang Kaiwen, losing his balance, fell backward, his left foot kicked the ball from behind.
