After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 78 - 0076 Kevin hurry up Kevin request for monthly pass recommendation ticket
78: 0076 Kevin, hurry up Kevin (request for monthly pass, recommendation ticket)
78: 0076 Kevin, hurry up Kevin (request for monthly pass, recommendation ticket)
“Trezeguet!”
“Trezeguet has scored!”
“Juventus has taken the lead in an away game.”
“They’ve seized the initiative in the championship battle.”
“If Milan loses this match, they might lose the Serie A title, and Juventus’s upcoming schedule doesn’t have any strong teams.”
Zhang kept updating the fans on the current situation.
David Trezeguet opened his mouth wide, sprinting wildly on the field.
Boos filled the entire San Siro Stadium.
The importance of today’s match had every fan on edge.
Milan’s fans absolutely couldn’t accept Juventus scoring first.
This was their home ground, San Siro Stadium!!!
The booing,
grew louder and louder.
The cursing,
permeated San Siro.
The towering figure of Trezeguet, ran with arrogant flair.
Milan’s medical team had already rushed onto the pitch.
But halfway there, Seedorf staggered back to his feet again.
The medics went over to check on him, and Seedorf shook his feet, refusing to leave the field.
Damn!
Huang Kaiwen didn’t even know what to say.
Ancelotti breathed a sigh of relief.
Otherwise, he really wouldn’t know how to refuse Huang Kaiwen getting on the pitch.
He hadn’t gotten a good omen from the church today and felt somewhat uncertain in his heart.
Subconsciously, he didn’t want to let Huang Kaiwen play.
Seeing the displeasure on Huang Kaiwen’s face, Ancelotti suddenly had an epiphany.
Drapping an arm around Huang Kaiwen, he said, “I remember the player you were asking about.”
“Really?”
Huang Kaiwen asked, always curious.
“Yes, Matthias Sindelar, that’s the one, I remember who he was now,” Ancelotti said with a clap and some excitement. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
“Then tell me, coach.”
“Oh, right.” Ancelotti paused to recollect and then slowly continued, “Sindelar was a great player.
I didn’t think of him at first because during World War II, Italy and Germany were allies, you see, and Italian soccer wasn’t clean before the war either.”
Upon hearing this, Huang Kaiwen understood.
Mussolini had once forced Italian players to win the championship with a gun to their heads.
Italy’s first championship was even handed to them out of pity by their opponents, since failing to win the World Cup would have meant execution for the Italian players.
And back then, the World Cup wasn’t so formal either.
No need for qualifiers, and invitations were based on mood; any displeasure meant not participating, so if a team chose to cede the championship, it was ceded.
No players back then could have imagined that a tournament akin to an invitational would become the highest honor in soccer.
In today’s times, even with sympathy, it would be difficult for an entire team to agree to give up a championship.
“So in Italy, you rarely hear Sindelar’s name.
I saw him in a program recalling old players before.
He was the best player in Austria at that time, and the Austrian team was the best.
But Austria was occupied by Germany.
The Germans directly forced 9 Austrian players into the German team, but the best player from Austria, known as ‘The Paper Man’ Sindelar, refused them.
The next year, he was found dead in his apartment.
It’s said he committed suicide because he didn’t want to play for Germany, but I think he was murdered by the Germans.”
Ancelotti continued, “It was a long time ago, Sindelar died 20 years before I was born, and Italy’s politicians don’t promote his deeds or even cover them up, so I couldn’t recall him immediately.”
“Those politicians should die!”
Huang Kaiwen nodded.
But he quickly realized he had said something wrong.
The young lady’s father was the biggest politican in Italy.
Rounded up, he, Huang, was also one of them.
If politicians should die, didn’t that mean he, Huang, should die too?
That wouldn’t do!
Huang Kaiwen hurried to backtrack, insincerely saying, “Cough cough… maybe there’s some misunderstanding in this, politics is a complicated matter, perhaps they also had no choice.”
“What no choice, Italian politicians are trash.”
Ancelotti snorted dismissively.
“Think about it, how many years ago America deployed Jupiter missiles in Italy, leading to the Cuban missile crisis.
Probably they also have to listen to the Americans, maybe it’s America’s problem!” Huang Kaiwen blurted out without thinking.
“America is also a bunch of bastards!”
Ancelotti nodded in agreement.
Huang Kaiwen finally exhaled in relief.
Ancelotti finally stopped minding his cheap father-in-law’s affairs.
…
Knowing about Sindelar’s deeds, Huang Kaiwen was especially eager to play.
Ancelotti not letting him on the field was like not being able to try out new equipment in a game.
Huang Kaiwen was tormented.
Ancelotti noticed his unease and tried to persuade him, “You’ve been feeling unwell for the past two days, and getting injured today might cause you to miss the UEFA Champions League final.
While the league championship is important, so is the Champions League.
You’d better rest well and take care of your body.”
Just then, everything changed on the field.
Nedved took the ball down the left flank and surged forward rapidly, with Cafu chasing and pressing him toward the end line.
Nedved suddenly turned and passed the ball back in a reverse triangle.
Pirlo got the ball on the left side of the penalty area and immediately took a shot.
The left corridor was a lengthy stretch where Pirlo was most comfortable, also known as the “Pirlo Zone.”
In this position, Pirlo seemed capable of doing anything.
Excellent at both passing and shooting.
Indeed, his shot curved beautifully.
The ball flew past Dida’s outstretched fingers and into the Milan net.
2:0!
Del Piero spread his arms and ran wildly around San Siro with his tongue sticking out.
The Rossoneri were momentarily speechless.
They couldn’t understand why Milan was trailing by two goals at home.
If Juventus was really that strong, why couldn’t they make it to the UEFA Champions League final?
Trash,
A bunch of trash!
Even today’s match was trash.
Seeing Huang Kaiwen standing next to Ancelotti, Milan fans finally remembered.
They still had an important player who hadn’t been on the field.
“Kevin!”
“Kevin!”
“Kevin!”
The voice of San Siro Stadium gradually came together as tens of thousands of Milan fans called out Huang Kaiwen’s name.
“Sub in Kevin!!!”
Ancelotti’s face looked a bit unpleasant.
Huang Kaiwen also urged from the sidelines, “Let me play, coach.”
“But it’s not good to make substitutions too early in the first half.”
Ancelotti looked troubled.
“Don’t worry, Clarence will understand.
After all, his injury is also a concern.”
“Alright,” Ancelotti approached the fourth official.
Huang Kaiwen took off his training jacket and quickly began to warm up by the pitch.
Boom—San Siro Stadium erupted with thunderous cheers.
Their voices were responded to by the coach.
On the other hand, Huang Kaiwen’s appearance symbolized hope.
In the limited time he had on the field, Milan’s number 10 created endless possibilities.
Crudeli was also shouting excitedly.
“Milan is finally making a substitution.
Kevin is already warming up on the sideline.”
“Look at Capello’s face.
I believe he also realizes that with Kevin on the field, Juventus will have a very difficult time.”
“As long as Kevin can recover to 70% of his condition, today Juventus has no chance of winning.”
“Substitution time, Kevin replaces Seedorf, and San Siro Stadium welcomes the team’s super genius with applause.”
“I’m now looking forward to the rest of the match.”
In the broadcast camera shot, a young fan held a sign that read: “Kevin 10, you are my hero.”
This is probably the current sentiment of Milan fans.
Even two goals behind.
They still believe that Huang Kaiwen’s appearance can change everything.
“Do you want to switch to the left wing?” Gattuso asked proactively after seeing Huang Kaiwen enter the game.
Because previously, Huang Kaiwen preferred to play on the left side during training.
Huang Kaiwen glanced at the Juventus half of the field and nodded in agreement.
If he played on the right, he would be up against Nedved and Zambrotta.
Switching to the left side, he would face Camoranesi and Pesotto.
One should always squash the softer persimmon.
After all, Gattuso could play on either side.
Since Gattuso’s focus was on defense, which side he played on didn’t matter much.
Pirlo went back to the center circle to wait for the kickoff.
He was surprised to find that.
After Huang Kaiwen came on,
The expressions of Milan’s players relaxed significantly.
Who would have thought that a guy who frequently got injured could gain so much trust from the big names of Milan.
