After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 249 - 0148 Feeling the Diversity of the World (Subscribe Request)_2

Chapter 249: 0148 Feeling the Diversity of the World (Subscribe Request)_2

"Key moment here, Mutu didn’t fall over, he landed and took a step back, stepping on Nesta’s hand in the process, and then stepped over Nesta, which really pissed Nesta off. Nesta’s not one to take things lying down, so from the ground he kicked out at Mutu twice, almost sparking a fistfight. Dida had to wrap his arms around Mutu to break it up."

"They didn’t end up fighting, Nesta and Mutu both received yellow cards."

"Substitution!"

"Costacurta’s coming on for Stam, which really shows you that AC Milan’s got no full-backs left to use." ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

"Stam was makeshift at right back as it is, now he’s injured so he’s definitely out. Like on the left if Maldini’s out, at least there’s Serginho."

"Mutu and Nedved are both off."

"Nedved’s run himself ragged today, it makes sense to take him off due to his energy levels, let the fresh legs try to hammer at AC Milan’s defense. Camoranesi’s probably there just to mark Huang Kaiwen, Capello’s used him for that same job in their past few encounters with AC Milan."

The forums are having a field day.

"Camoranesi marking Huang Kaiwen again, lol, every time he’s tried it’s been a disaster. If he keeps on marking Huang Kaiwen, Juventus is going to suffer big time today."

"In past games, Huang Kaiwen’s record against Juventus is 3 goals and 3 assists, 4 goals and 2 assists, 2 goals and 3 assists, 1 goal and 4 assists...all when Camoranesi was supposed to be defending him. If he’s on him again, I’m afraid we might see the biggest score difference ever between the two."

"So, is Camoranesi a double agent?"

"More like a performance enhancer, lol."

"No wonder Huang Kaiwen always dodges drug tests, here’s the problem!"

"You guys are being harsh, Camoranesi is clearly the scapegoat. No matter who defends against Huang Kaiwen, when he’s on form, he takes no prisoners against Juventus."

"True, Huang Kaiwen does seem to enjoy playing against Juventus."

"I’m curious about something, what even is Huang Kaiwen’s playing style?"

"Everyone’s curious. Just now my dad said he plays like Romario, but I think he’s more like Denilson."

"Shit, if Denilson was that good, Real Betis would’ve taken off by now."

"Huang Kaiwen really is something else on the field."

"It’s gonna be a slaughter today, I don’t even feel like guessing the score. Let’s bet on when Huang Kaiwen’s gonna fake an injury."

"I feel it’s coming soon, with 2 goals and 2 assists, he’s probably going to be taken off any minute now. Just don’t know who’s going to be the victim, Bettoto accidentally hurts Huang Kaiwen and becomes public enemy number one in Italy."

"It’s not that crazy, Bettoto roughed up Huang Kaiwen once and afterwards went off to Turkey for a fat paycheck, you could call that a blessing in disguise, right?"

"Definitely. Never made a high salary in his life until he injured Huang Kaiwen, and then he’s off to Turkey making big money."

"Materazzi is a funny guy, hurt Huang Kaiwen and got cursed by Italians for an entire season. Huang Kaiwen forgave him and he immediately turned around and started singing Huang Kaiwen’s praises, holds no grudges at all."

"Fair’s fair, Materazzi did it on purpose, Huang Kaiwen forgiving him was pretty magnanimous."

"Damn, what’s with the vibe in this forum today, anyone brings up Huang Kaiwen without calling him a dickhead is treated as a spy."

"Fuck, might as well make a ’Huang Kaiwen the Dickhead’ forum, can’t I fucking call Huang Kaiwen by his name now?"

"Good idea, I’m going to create a ’Huang Kaiwen the Dickhead’ forum right now."

Camoranesi went straight to Huang Kaiwen as soon as he came on the field.

Huang Kaiwen gave Camoranesi a smile, almost enough to make Camoranesi lose his hair.

The courage Camoranesi mustered upon entering the field dissipated instantly.

Chiellini threw the ball in from the Milan attacking half.

Gattuso quickly charged and shoved Pirlo aside, then immediately tapped the ball over to Pirlo.

Vieira rushed towards Pirlo.

Pirlo quickly passed it wide again to Gattuso.

As Gattuso took the ball and charged forward, he spotted Emerson blocking his path and promptly hit a long ground pass to the left wing.

No sooner had he passed the ball than Emerson knocked him down.

The two erupted into a fierce conflict.

Gattuso got up like an angry bull, ready to confront Emerson.

Players from both sides quickly ran over to hold back their teammates.

"Gattuso thinks Emerson stepped on him."

"Yes, from the replay, Emerson did seem to step on Gattuso a bit, but it’s hard to tell. Gattuso ran into Emerson, it could have been an unintentional foot raise."

"Right, it was a good opportunity wasted there."

Milan had to start again slowly organizing from the backfield.

They missed a great chance for a counterattack.

Now Juventus players had all fallen back to their own half.

Ancelotti turned to Tassotti and asked, "Do we sub Kevin out or let him keep playing?"

"It’s up to you."

Tassotti shook his head.

He knew his opinion didn’t really matter.

Ancelotti was just asking out of habit.

After a moment of indecision.

Ancelotti slapped his forehead.

He pulled a "lucky coin" from his pocket.

He’d bought it a long time ago from the East Asian Wizard along with a Holy Artifact for 82 bucks and fifty cents, it came as a freebie.

He blew on the coin.

Ancelotti tossed the coin into the air, caught it in his hand.

He saw the face side up, turned back.

Before he could speak, Seedorf was already taking off his jacket, readying himself to warm up by the sidelines.

His movements were so practiced they were almost painful to watch.

On the field.

Juventus launched another offensive.

Pirlo received the ball on the left, breaking forward quickly.

Costacurta braced for battle.

The 32-year-old wunderkind and the 39-year-old oldie Billy were once again pitted against each other, both having become substitutes.

Back in his Milan Youth Team days, the tall and skinny Costacurta, 6 feet tall and only 110 pounds, would often hear his coach joke that he should go play basketball in Milan City for Billy’s team, said so often that "Billy" became Costacurta’s nickname.

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