Chapter 163: Chapter 163
163: 0119 Someone come over, feed Yin Gongzi some cookies (Please subscribe)_5 163: 0119 Someone come over, feed Yin Gongzi some cookies (Please subscribe)_5 Pirlo couldn’t possibly match Camoranesi’s defensive intensity.
This kind of lane switching was most effective at the beginning.
Huang Kaiwen aimed to catch Juventus off guard.
“Milan, Milan, I only support you, Milan, Milan, always for you…”
In the singing of the Milan fans.
Kaka receives the ball and taps it back.
Ambrosini gets the ball and passes it laterally to Pirlo.
Pirlo starts to control the pace.
Ibrahimovic rushes up to press, and Pirlo again sends a direct pass to Kaka.
Kaka starts dribbling to break through.
Huang Kaiwen suddenly appears on the right, startling Pirlo.
Kaka sends a diagonal pass to the flank.
Huang Kaiwen receives the ball and taps it behind Pirlo.
He accelerates, picks up the pace, and gets the ball again.
Pirlo indeed didn’t pursue.
“Tackle him, tackle him!” Capello yelled the words that would sever his relationship with Ancelotti.
Ancelotti turns his head to look at Capello, wishing he could rush over and start a fight.
Vieira charges at Huang Kaiwen with unstoppable momentum.
Knowing the opponent’s tackle was coming,
Huang Kaiwen couldn’t help but feel bitter inside.
Lacking speed in these situations was very dangerous.
Vieira was coming too fast, making it a tough situation.
Huang Kaiwen’s right foot strikes behind Vieira.
He leans to the side, just narrowly avoiding Vieira’s cleats.
Pesotto starts to rush towards the ball.
And faces Huang Kaiwen again.
Huang Kaiwen pushes the ball forward with his left foot.
Pesotto, frightened, quickly retreats.
But he didn’t expect that Huang Kaiwen hadn’t used the “fried meatball”.
Instead, he cuts with his right foot and charges diagonally towards the box.
Pesotto quickly turns to run after him.
Huang Kaiwen again uses his left foot to maneuver the ball,
Evading Pesotto and swiftly making his way to the baseline, he twists and sends a cross from just before the line.
Thuram felt significantly less pressure.
He successfully got ahead of Inzaghi and headed the ball out of bounds.
“Today both sides have had many corners.”
“Haha, Huang Kaiwen is directly standing at the corner flag area; he really has Juventus spooked.”
“No, Huang Kaiwen is going for a direct shot!!!”
Huang Kaiwen stands near the corner flag area.
The Juventus players are still making comments,
Thinking Huang Kaiwen was just feigning.
But they hadn’t heard the story of “crying wolf.”
With the referee’s permission, Huang Kaiwen slyly lifts his lower leg and pokes behind the ball.
The force was tremendous.
The ball rolls rapidly along the grass into the box.
Continuing its momentum, it glides past the right post and crosses the goal line.
Almost a zero-angle goal!
The San Siro falls silent.
The Juventus defenders are stunned.
Both coaches and the fans in the stands froze.
In the 7Gold broadcast room.
“Kevin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Crudeli shouted at the top of his lungs.
“Kevin scored directly from a corner kick, Kevin had dribbled past several players on the right to create the chance, and he shot from the corner flag area and broke through the Juventus goal.”
“Kevin might not even need his teammates, he can create opportunities by himself and then put the ball in the net.”
“Scoring for him is as easy as eating and drinking!”
“For Kevin, the only trouble is choosing how to score.”
Sometimes, silence is just gathering strength.
Suddenly, a huge cheer erupted from San Siro, a name echoing in the night sky of Milan City.
In the penalty area, the Milan players, all overjoyed, chased each other to the corner flag area.
They hugged Huang Kaiwen tightly, surrounding him completely.
“Kevin, you little bastard, I fucking love you!”
“A goal straight from a corner, damn awesome!”
Inzaghi squeezed into the middle and said to Huang Kaiwen, “Let’s go out and have fun tonight, celebrate the great goal.”
Maldini cursed, “Go have fun on your own, don’t drag Kevin into it.”
“Heh, Kevin and I are good buddies, I’m just happy for him.”
Maldini pulled Huang Kaiwen back, fearing Inzaghi coming too close and leading Huang Kaiwen astray.
Huang Kaiwen just felt that the captain might not understand him very well.
“4:3, AC Milan is ahead again.”
“This kick by Huang Kaiwen was truly inspired.”
“Heh heh, the previous direct goal from a corner, many were accidental crosses that went in, but Huang Kaiwen saw that Buffon was positioned forward and just rolled it on the ground aiming straight at the goal!”
“Yes, though it was kind of a surprise, that was a beautiful shot indeed.”
“Today Huang Kaiwen has completely dominated the match, totally playing with the emotions of fans from both sides.”
“Heh heh, not to mention, 2 goals and 2 assists, all four of AC Milan’s goals are related to Huang Kaiwen, plus he even helped Juventus score one, does that count as a hat-trick for Huang Kaiwen?”
After arranging for the substitutes to warm up.
Capello stood with his hands on his waist at the edge of the coach’s bench.
He didn’t even know what to say.
Did the players perform poorly?
The Juventus players performed very well.
Each one of them worked hard.
But the AC Milan players performed even better!
Capello, whose soccer skills were just passable when he retired, was lucky to have two top strikers in his hands now.
Capello was speechless.
He didn’t think he was inferior to Ancelotti.
Today, it was mainly Kaka and Huang Kaiwen who performed too well.
Dribbled past opponents more than 20 times; any normal team would have been torn apart.
That Juventus was only one goal behind already proved how hard the players had tried.
Play resumed without Juventus regrouping.
The regular time of the match was almost over.
They were in a hurry to equalize and had no time to waste.
Even though Huang Kaiwen returned to the left flank.
Camoranesi no longer bothered about Huang Kaiwen.