After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 913 - 0313 He possesses a magic that can turn black and white upside down (Please subscribe)
"Yes!"
Boas pumped his fist, veins bulging in his right hand.
The first button on his suit even popped off.
The rest of the Chelsea coaching staff wasn’t any better.
Excited cheers erupted from them on the sidelines.
Ferguson kept shaking his head.
After all, it’s just a league match.
After being overtaken, he began to calm down.
He contemplated the gap between the two sides and what strategy to use for their next encounter.
Queiroz enviously looked at his compatriots in the Chelsea coaching area.
After going out to coach Real Madrid once, he realized his own strength.
Boas now seemed just like he used to be.
Beside an excellent coach, you’re bound to attract the favor of top teams sooner or later.
On the pitch.
Huntelaar, who scored twice, ran towards Huang Kaiwen, but he was a step slower.
Ramos, Joe Cole, Deco, and even Mata, who assisted Huntelaar, were already by Huang Kaiwen’s side.
Huntelaar couldn’t help but click his tongue.
No wonder when he watched Real Madrid’s matches back then, the Real Madrid players ran so fast.
They really had to run fast; otherwise, they couldn’t keep up, damn it.
Now he stood on the outer circle, awkwardly waving his hand.
This is not the treatment a goal scorer should get.
The top four leagues are really hard to mix in, damn it.
Huntelaar decided that next time, after shooting, he’d turn around immediately, whether he scores or not, and run straight to Huang Kaiwen’s side.
Screw it!
He wouldn’t believe he couldn’t beat his teammates to it.
After Manchester United restarted the game, Cassano was cornered to the sideline by Mikel while carrying the ball.
Evra went up to support, but Cassano didn’t pass.
By the time he wanted to pass, there was no opportunity, so he kicked the ball at Joe Cole’s leg, who came up to help defend, for a throw-in.
Ferguson watched while constantly shaking his head.
Talented players often have this flaw; once they’re heated, they don’t pass.
But if you don’t pass, you have to be able to solve the opponent yourself.
Cassano played well today, his agile positioning invigorated Manchester United’s attack, often able to pass into the weak spots of Chelsea’s defense.
But the second half had started again.
Ferguson looked towards the substitutes’ bench.
Manchester United still had two substitution slots.
It was time to make a change to fight it out.
"Tell those two to get up and warm up."
Ferguson said.
Queiroz nodded and went to the substitutes’ bench to give instructions.
Evra came up to throw in the ball, Scholes received it and immediately played it back.
Hargreaves took the ball and swung his right foot, intending to launch a long pass for a counterattack.
Mikel, standing nearby, noticed and charged up to jump and block it sideways.
Bam—
The ball bounced off Mikel towards Manchester United’s penalty area.
Huntelaar jumped for a header, raising his arms to maintain balance.
His left hand poked the ball, pushing it behind Evans.
Klattenberg didn’t signal anything, and Huntelaar seized the moment to dribble towards Manchester United’s penalty area.
"Oh no, that’s a handball, Klattenberg might not have seen it."
"Yes, Ferguson’s at the sidelines complaining, and the fourth official looks troubled. Mourinho’s already in the stands, and Ferguson probably isn’t saying anything nice... Beautiful! Gary Neville’s tackle was crucial, directly putting the ball out of play. He’s on a yellow card and still dared to tackle in the box, truly daring."
"Manchester United’s making changes, Nani for Cassano, Tevez for Rooney. The Theatre of Dreams’ fans applauded both players; Rooney’s performance was somewhat dull today, missing two golden opportunities, but Cassano played quite well. Ferguson smiled as he patted both on the shoulders, sending them back to the bench, as if he wasn’t the one swearing at the sidelines moments ago."
"Deco’s going up to take the corner, Huang Kaiwen jumps, oh, didn’t get up there, Ferdinand cleared the ball out of the box. Manchester United’s defense on Huang Kaiwen is really tight."
Scholes got the ball outside the box, but before he could pass,
Ramos had already run up to him, reaching out his foot sideways.
Scholes turned to shield the ball, but Joe Cole, hovering outside the box, extended his foot to poke the ball behind Scholes.
Ramos turned to chase the ball, while Hargreaves had already rushed up behind him.
Ramos failed to turn twice and passed back to the defense.
Carvalho received the ball and made a diagonal pass to find the retreating Deco, who immediately shifted it to Huang Kaiwen just outside the box.
Huang Kaiwen rushed to the top corner of the box to receive the ball, and Evra immediately took action.
Huang Kaiwen tapped it with his left foot, took a step forward, and curled a left-foot shot.
The ball curved through a gap between Evra and Evans, flying towards the left side of the goal.
Van der Sar reacted swiftly, diving sideways, but he couldn’t reach the ball.
The ball grazed the outside of the left post and went out for a goal kick.
Huang Kaiwen shook his head as he walked back.
The compass’ left-foot curl shot really isn’t that effective.
Three shots and only one on target, and the conversion rate of shots on target is low too.
If that’s the case, the Yellow Ball King might as well drop back a bit to organize the attack, let Manchester United see what Brazil’s Xavi is made of.
"Kevin."
While walking back, Mata came up and said.
"Yeah, what’s up?"
Huang Kaiwen asked.
"Do you want to play on the right? We can switch positions, the assistant coach told me when I came on."
Mata offered.
"Sure, you go play on the left."
Huang Kaiwen nodded.
The coordination between Mata and him wasn’t familiar yet, flexible position swaps were still far off.
If they wanted to maximize the compass’ role, sticking to the right would be better.
Then he could switch positions with Joe Cole.
Since both Malouda and Kalou favored playing on the left, Joe Cole played on the right most of the time.
He’d thought of the tactics in just a moment.
Huang Kaiwen increasingly felt that if he didn’t become a coach, it would be a loss to world football.
