Chapter 1211: Chapter 1211
Neither Huang Kaiwen nor Abbiati expected this ball to go in.
Especially in this way.
As for Bonera, he simply didn’t know where the ball was.
When he felt his thigh pressing against the ball, he looked down again, and the ball had already flown out.
In these particularly embarrassing situations, the person involved typically cannot find the ball.
Just like the Demichelis Spin.
Demichelis still didn’t realize where the ball was at the last moment.
Looking at the helpless expression of Abbiati, Bonera finally noticed that the ball had flown into the goal.
He looked at his thigh, then at Huang Kaiwen.
Scratching his head, he had no idea how this goal went in.
"Yes, this is quite coincidental, just sitting the ball right into the goal."
"In the 77th minute of the second half, Bonera’s own goal helped Chelsea reverse the score."
Huang Kaiwen decided to advise the young lady later.
Sell him if necessary.
Although Bonera can play two positions, he really messes up at critical moments.
Milan isn’t short on cash, don’t let Bonera hang on till he becomes captain, better send off promising forwards like him quickly.
Except for the nearby players, no one could see the course of this goal clearly.
Huntelaar rushed over excitedly and asked, "Kevin, how did this goal go in?"
"The defender sat it in."
Drogba said speechlessly, he had rushed up to provide support.
This time Milan’s defense was unguarded, if the ball could be passed out he would definitely score.
Damn it, AC Milan players went out of their way to prevent him from scoring by scoring against themselves.
This weekend Drogba was planning to visit the church and ask the priest.
Being this unlucky, did he catch on something dirty?
"It was Kevin who pressured him, making him sit the ball in, truly Kevin!"
Huntelaar said excitedly.
Ramos, who just ran up, glanced at Huntelaar.
Unexpectedly, this kid knows the game quite well.
Huang Kaiwen and his teammates celebrated together.
Maldini returned helplessly to the front of the penalty area, bending down to pull Bonera up.
Bonera had no idea how to explain, he didn’t even know how this own goal went in.
"Stop talking, I understand."
Maldini patted his shoulder and said, "This surely wasn’t intentional, even if I asked you to, you couldn’t score a goal ."
Scratching the back of his head, feeling that this remark wasn’t quite right.
Boas turned and looked at the substitutes’ bench, beckoning for Malouda with his finger.
"Going straight into play?" ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ NoveI[F]ire.net
Malouda asked as he took off his training jacket.
"No need, warm up first."
The current situation isn’t urgent, no need for players to go on without warming up.
Malouda nodded, started jogging at the sidelines.
Although the score is close, 3:2 isn’t exaggerated.
But Bonera’s goal dealt a massive blow to Milan’s morale.
Ancelotti glanced up at the time.
The match was nearing the end, and today there wasn’t any Willingness Power bonus, he decided to focus on stability.
This score leaves much room for maneuver back at the home ground, those two away goals alone are a huge advantage.
Just right to substitute the main players for some rest.
"Seedorf, Kaladze, Inzaghi up and warm up."
Ancelotti said while raising his eyebrows.
Inzaghi took off his jacket and rushed to the sidelines, saying: "Warm up for what, I can score as soon as I’m on, showing little Kevin what efficiency means."
Ancelotti quickly turned his head to the pitch.
Afraid to say something that might hinder the team’s unity.
But Seedorf didn’t indulge Inzaghi, directly pointed out the problem, saying: "After Kevin left, your scoring efficiency is nearly the same as that Liverpool defender’s, this season you haven’t scored more than Carragher."
"He said you want to transfer to Liverpool."
Inzaghi turned and said to Kaladze.
Kaladze and Carragher, indeed their names seem a bit similar.
Kaladze rolled his eyes angrily, ignoring Inzaghi.
This guy acts up when people are around, ignoring him is best.
Milan restarted rather cautiously, Pirlo and Ambrosini controlled the rhythm very well at the back.
This fully illustrated the importance of defensive ball distribution.
Whether it’s the previous Maldini and Nesta, or today’s Maldini and Hummels, have adequate ball distribution capability. Even if the midfield is under fierce pressure, a return pass can resolve the confrontation.
Otherwise, you could only repeatedly hand over ball control to the opponent like De Gea.
Huntelaar and Belletti’s press was fierce.
No need for energy concerns as substitutes.
Although Drogba isn’t stingy with his stamina, today he was somewhat cautious about running hard.
Afraid of blocking his teammate’s certain goal in the penalty area again.
Belletti and Drogba rushed towards Pirlo, Pirlo quickly returned the pass.
Hummels, after receiving the ball, immediately kicked it towards the front.
Huang Kaiwen immediately judged the landing spot, rushing over.
Ibrahimovic seized the opportunity and rushed towards the spot too.
Both of them jumped almost simultaneously.
Although Ibrahimovic is taller, Huang Kaiwen’s jump was stronger, outjumping Ibrahimovic.
Huang Kaiwen headed the ball towards midfield, feeling a burst of muscle pain as he landed, collapsing on the ground.
Ibrahimovic paused in place, quickly stepped back, then swiftly moved forward, bending down to ask: "Kevin, how are you, Kevin?"
Almost simultaneously, agonized shouts echoed from the coaching areas of both benches.
The Milan medical team moved a step quicker, but the Chelsea medical team was closer.