Chapter 1101: Chapter 1101
Foster just judged the direction of the ball, but reaching out was already a step late. Huntelaar charged in from the center, extended his foot, but was bumped by Ferdinand, causing the ball to graze off his outer foot and out of the right sideline.
"Huntelaar, missed a great chance again." ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novęlfire.net
"Yes, it seems Huntelaar needs some pressure. When Drogba wasn’t injured, his scoring efficiency wasn’t low, but as soon as Drogba got hurt, he lost his touch in front of goal. Is it because there’s no pressure?"
"Chelsea’s injuries this season have indeed been severe. Drogba, Essien, and Joe Cole are often absent, and Essien has barely played."
"Right, so Chelsea is always using the same lineup. During the winter break, Chelsea didn’t strengthen their squad much, which is the most puzzling thing."
[Andy Carroll] maybe.
"Feels like Huntelaar is just a softie."
"He’s okay, scored quite a few goals."
"But he doesn’t score in crucial moments, what’s the use of such a striker?"
"You can’t say that. When playing against smaller teams, you need players who can score consistently."
"Anyway, I feel that this guy’s got connections."
"Huang Kaiwen’s, this jerk. Huang Kaiwen has a good relationship with Dutch players. Didn’t Van Nistelrooy previously say that his encounter in the locker room was related to Huang Kaiwen?"
"Damn, why doesn’t Van Nistelrooy say that his son’s lack of talent in football is related to Huang Kaiwen?"
"Not many children of star players succeed, it seems."
"Who says? Maldini is the son of a star player. His father was the first Italian team captain to lift the Champions League Trophy."
"You mentioned Maldini, but apart from Maldini, there aren’t many second-generation stars who made it."
"I think so too. Even if they can play, they usually aren’t as good as their predecessors. Cruyff’s son wasn’t that great either."
On the sidelines, Ferguson once again used the hairdryer treatment to remind the team to stay alert.
Abramovich stood with his hands in his pockets at the sidelines, a relaxed smile on his face.
The score on the field was still 0-0, yet the two teams’ coaches displayed completely different emotions today.
Abramovich didn’t feel a shred of pressure, nor did he shout any instructions.
It was as if he had just bought an SVIP live match ticket.
The coaching staff and substitute players were accustomed to his presence, and no one bothered this owner watching from such a close distance.
In the stands, Rooney was just as anxious as his mentor.
But he could also understand Ferguson’s decision.
Because he was one of the few who could truly grasp how strong Huang Kaiwen was.
The way Huang Kaiwen played today reminded Rooney of Manchester United’s big brother, Giggs.
However, Huang Kaiwen’s dribbling speed and precision were superior to Giggs’.
Especially the balance displayed during several changes of direction was truly astonishing to him.
Watching Huang Kaiwen’s game, the always self-assured Rooney had to admit that Huang Kaiwen is a guy to envy. Not only does he have a perfect feel for the ball, but also an almost perfect physique.
It’s rare to see a player like Huang Kaiwen, with no physical weaknesses.
Even his frequent injuries improved after transferring to Chelsea.
Rooney looked somewhat pessimistically at the sky, thinking that if he stayed in the Premier League, it would be difficult to win the championship in the future.
Manchester United organized another attack.
Without Cassano, Giggs, Berbatov, and other players, Manchester United heavily depended on Scholes’ organization. Young Gibson not dragging behind was already considered good performance.
Scholes was forced to take more responsibility.
This time, his long pass found Nani, who was advancing at high speed on the left.
Facing Ballack’s pressing, he immediately passed the ball to his teammate.
Gibson, who came up, passed back to Nani, who went to the left sideline.
Facing both Ballack and Mikel, Nani started showing off tricks on the field; he drew the ball with the outside of his right foot, then feinted with his feet over the ball.
Ballack saw the opportunity and poked the ball behind Nani.
Nani, who missed the ball, sat directly on the grass.
Ballack, who regained possession, made a quick straight pass forward. Mata received the ball on the right in the frontcourt and immediately passed it horizontally to the moving Deco.
After observing the field, Deco quickly passed the ball to Huang Kaiwen upfront.
Huang Kaiwen, once again, received the ball side-on, and as the ball approached, he let it pass his right side, then pushed it forward while leaping forward like a leopard.
Park Ji-sung could only chase after Huang Kaiwen.
The broadcast camera focused on the facial expressions of the two players.
Huang Kaiwen, dribbling, showed no particular expression, but Park Ji-sung behind him strained his face muscles tightly along with his body exertion.
Even so, he still couldn’t catch up parallel to Huang Kaiwen, falling further behind instead.
O’Shea nodded and started to lower his center of gravity.
Being a tall defender with a high center of gravity, he needed more time to adjust if tricked off balance.
So he didn’t dare to make a move hastily.
However, Huang Kaiwen, dribbling towards him, simply shoved the ball forward, squeezing past him without much of a move.
O’Shea, who prepared so long, could only turn and chase back.
The only comfort for him was that Ferdinand also didn’t intercept and was running back with Huang Kaiwen.
Ferdinand guarded Huang Kaiwen’s side, forming a small encirclement around him along with O’Shea chasing from behind.
If Huang Kaiwen wanted to cut inside, he would inevitably run into Ferdinand’s defense.
Just as he was about to enter the penalty area, Huang Kaiwen faked a left foot move, pretending to cut diagonally towards the center.