After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 308 - 0166 The 63rd Ballon d’Or (Subscribe Requested)

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Chapter 308: 0166 The 63rd Ballon d’Or (Subscribe Requested)

Barcelona organized another attack.

Ronaldo took the ball, his shoulders twitching in rhythm with his constantly swinging hair.

The defenders found it difficult to guess his intentions.

Suddenly, Ronaldo flicked the ball with his right foot, turned, and accelerated towards the center.

During the defense, Pirlo chose the best strategy, knocking Ronaldinho straight to the ground.

With the man down, the opposing attack was naturally interrupted.

Referee Hauge blew the whistle.

Ronaldo, pulling Pirlo by the hand, got up smiling and stood in place.

Waiting to take the free-kick.

After consulting with Ronaldo, Deco joined in to determine who would take the kick.

Deco started his run-up and took the free kick.

The ball passed over the wall but swerved outside the right post, a goal kick for Milan.

As the Barcelona players ran back,

Huang Kaiwen was nearly furious.

"That Ronaldinho, always using some fancy footwork, has gotten past me several times."

And just when I, Huang, finally got past Ronaldinho once, that Ronaldo ran off.

It’s a bit unsporting!

In the backfield, Pirlo got the ball and passed it to the left side, where Huang Kaiwen took it with the instep of his foot, turned to face Giuly, and directly passed the ball in front of Giuly.

Giuly, knowing what was happening, did not stretch his leg, so Huang Kaiwen simply dragged the ball back.

When the ball returned to his front, Huang Kaiwen’s calves powered up, tapping behind the ball.

Thwack—

The ball rolled quickly along the sideline past Giuly, with Huang Kaiwen bursting past him as well.

Being shorter gave him a lower center of gravity.

Giuly turned around and immediately grabbed Huang Kaiwen’s arm.

But Huang Kaiwen’s burst was too strong, Giuly only grabbed air.

Ahead, Van Bommel and Oleg Reynum had already positioned themselves to defend against Huang Kaiwen together.

Huang Kaiwen had no intention of tangling with the two of them, again flicking the ball along the sideline and bursting forward, going out of bounds to bypass them.

Reynum reacted quickly, Van Bommel was a step slow, and they both pursued side by side, prepared for Huang Kaiwen’s sudden cut inside.

Huang Kaiwen, recalling his previous good experiences,

deliberately increased his foot speed, his legs moving furiously.

Unable to find an opportunity to tackle, both Van Bommel and Reynum could only lower their centers and continue to defend.

Huang Kaiwen, seeing Giuly had caught up behind, knew he could not wait any longer, immediately flicked the ball with his left foot to his right, then pushed it forward with his right foot.

Both Van Bommel and Reynum knew Huang Kaiwen would attempt a trick play.

But they still instinctively stretched out their feet.

This is the moment!

Huang Kaiwen flicked his right foot, swinging the ball towards the left flank, burst forward to meet the ball just before the baseline, and curled under it.

Thwack—

The cross was fast, though it was a bit too close to the goal, Valdes dashed forward and leaped, punching the ball out of the box above Toni’s head.

Max immediately took the ball and turned to pass to Deco ahead.

Deco flicked a lofted through pass to Ronaldinho without stopping the ball.

Ronaldinho chested the ball forward, his right foot beginning to dazzle on the ball.

As Gattuso made his move, Ronaldinho performed a trick play, bursting past Gattuso with acceleration, with Gattuso turning quickly to chase.

While running, Ronaldinho spotted a gap and immediately put power into his calf, discreetly poking the back of the ball.

Thwack—

The ball rolled quickly between Stam and Nesta, Eto’o broke left out of the box to receive the ball, Dida slid tackle out of the box, Eto’o jumping and then falling at the edge of the area.

Giuly, reaching the ball on the right of the small area, pushed the ball into the open goal.

Beep—

"The referee whistled, the goal is disallowed."

"Red card, it’s a red card!"

"From the slow-motion replay, there is no question about this red card, Eto’o had already jumped past, and it was only after Dida touched Eto’o’s foot that Eto’o fell."

"In the 37th minute of the first half, the game took a dramatic turn; Dida got another red card in the UEFA Champions League final. Last year he became the first goalkeeper to be sent off in a Champions League final, and today he has replicated his previous performance. It’s likely that no goalkeeper will break his record of consecutive red cards in Champions League finals in the near future."

Carlin Wizard’s hand slapped on Rijkaard’s shoulder, a black, wrinkled old face grinning and saying, "See, patience is also a virtue."

"Yes, I know,"

Rijkaard said, his face strained.

His skepticism about Carlin Wizard had not lessened.

After all, it was agreed to target Milan’s number 10.

You’re telling me the curse shifted?

Carlin Wizard touched the envelope in the left pocket of his polyester pants.

Then felt his right pocket.

Felt a moment of relief.

Of all the wizards in Suriname, only he could make it into the Chinese-run newspapers, making him so well-known.

No matter who wins today’s UEFA Champions League final, he, Carlin, has won big.

"Fuck, Dida is off?!"

"Dammit, does Barcelona not want to win? Isn’t this the script where Huang Kaiwen again stands in front of the goal like a descended deity?"

"I seriously doubt Huang Kaiwen’s best position is as a goalkeeper, playing as a winger is just a guest appearance."

"Fuck, I have to buy breakfast for my kids for a month now."

"Haha, Huan admits Huang Kaiwen is amazing as a goalkeeper. Huang Kaiwen taking free kicks, Huan doesn’t believe it, but seeing AC Milan’s goalkeeper off, Huan concedes, I’m dying of laughter."

"Barcelona’s in trouble, today’s UEFA top 11, goalkeeper position decided early."

"You see AC Milan players are all damn looking at Huang Kaiwen, if Huang Kaiwen doesn’t nod, the substitute goalkeeper dares not warm up."

Huang Kaiwen also felt his scalp tingling.

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