Chapter 1228: Chapter 1228
Chapter 1228: Chapter 374: The Yellow Ball King Refuses to Work Overtime
“Indeed, after the check-up by the AC Milan team’s medical staff, the head referee Tom Henning seems unable to continue. Usually, the fourth official is the most versatile position in the referee team, ready to replace any injured main or line referee at any time.”
“Yes, the fourth official’s warm-up was not in vain; Tom Henning indeed could not hold on. A substitute referee will take over the fourth official’s position shortly.”
“That’s right, in top leagues, the referee team always has substitutes.”
Tom Henning hit his head when he fell.
He felt as if the whole world was buzzing.
This filled him with great fear.
As a psychologist who also serves as a referee, and having been Norway’s best referee for six consecutive years, he has gained a lot from football.
But now, problems with his ears have put his career in deep crisis.
Both as a psychologist and a referee, sufficient hearing is essential.
No one will accommodate you because you have a problem with your ears.
This worry about the destruction of his future far outweighs any physical pain.
His body was fixed on a stretcher, and with his head supported, Henning could only whimper from his throat.
The AC Milan team’s medical group, worried about his condition, moved the stretcher very quickly.
Some minor bumps were inevitable during the process.
The exit of San Siro’s player tunnel was marked by a splash of bright red.
“Pay attention to the accuracy when passing!!!”
Huang Kaiwen shouted.
AC Milan players were still warming up.
Though it was infuriating to use substitutions to waste time near the end.
But when a weaker team defeats a stronger one, such tactics are normal. If Milan adopted this stance, many teams in football use this too; it’s better to score another goal than to blame others for being unethical.
This time Henning’s injury.
Still resulted in a free kick for AC Milan in their backfield.
Pirlo didn’t kick it long but started passing continuously in the backfield.
Clearly part of Ancelotti’s tactical plan.
The intention to waste time was too obvious.
Belletti pressed forward, pushed Ambrosini to the corner, but couldn’t complete the tackle.
A somewhat impatient Belletti fouled Ambrosini from behind.
AC Milan players charged up angrily to cause trouble.
Huang Kaiwen quickly went up to apologize, not giving AC Milan a chance to drag out time.
“You and Ashley push forward a bit, give AC Milan a chance to find a gap.”
Huang Kaiwen held Ramos, who was ready to fight, and said.
“Won’t we concede another goal that way?”
Ramos hesitated and said.
Though he wanted to trust Huang Kaiwen.
Another conceded goal would put Chelsea in a passive position.
“No other way unless AC Milan comes out of their shell; we won’t find a counter-chance, tell Ricardo and John to be careful, only by placing our defense at risk can we draw AC Milan out to attack.”
Huang Kaiwen whispered with his hand over his mouth.
Because Spanish and Italian share many similarities, he made sure to avoid Milan players.
Such an inevitable strategy, if seen through by the opponent, would certainly fail.
Ramos understood what Huang Kaiwen meant, nodded heavily and said, “I understand, I’ll tell them when I get back.”
“That Peter is going to curse again.”
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
He could imagine Cech’s exasperated look.
Brian English stood on the sidelines for a while before realizing he had taken over Clark’s job.
Apologetically, he walked back saying, “I forgot, you go to the sideline to direct. I really don’t know what to do.”
“It’s okay, you continue directing, such opportunities don’t come often.”
Steve Clarke said, “Actually, there’s not much to do; when the team is in danger, Kevin and John can make self-adjustments on their own, without needing a coach that much.”
Is being a coach at Chelsea too easy?
English felt he might have misunderstood something by enrolling in a coaching course.
Since the players can handle everything,
why not just win over the core Huang Kaiwen and captain Terry, and that’s it, why go for the license at all?
Ramos jogged back to the defense and said, “I and Cole will push out, draw AC Milan to attack, and then we can find an opportunity.”
“Are you freaking kidding me?”
Cech immediately retorted.
If it were the start of the season, when Terry and Carvalho were in form, he might feel confident.
But now, both Terry and Carvalho seemed unreliable.
“Kevin said that’s the way to find an opportunity.”
Ramos shrugged and said.
Cech spat heavily on the ground, then pointed at Terry and said, “You’d better be careful, or I’ll kill you.”
Terry waved his hand with a smile.
Carvalho simply said nothing.
On the field, if you don’t perform well, you might as well be invisible.
AC Milan restarted play from the back.
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Seedorf just got the ball, and Huang Kaiwen rushed up with a flying tackle, directly sending the ball behind him.
Pirlo got the ball and wanted to slow things down, but seeing space up front, he quickly swung his right foot.
The ball flew almost in a straight line, over the heads of players from both teams, directly finding Torres on the front left.
Torres had a wide first touch, but this time Chelsea’s backfield was quite empty. He managed to receive the ball again near the baseline before Terry could cover.
Torres dribbled, cutting towards the box from the left, with Terry then closing down.
Kaka was in support at the center, but Carvalho kept adjusting his position, giving Kaka no chance to receive the ball.
Torres’ continuous attempts failed to create an opportunity to pass, almost losing the ball to Terry’s tackle, then he cut the ball with his right foot out of the box.