After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 315 - 0167 Milan, Milan, just want to support you (please subscribe)_4

Chapter 315: 0167 Milan, Milan, just want to support you (please subscribe)_4

"Gerard was on the sidelines waving for the Barcelona players to drop back to midfield to defend, it seems the Barça coach is determined to wear down Milan with a numerical and physical advantage,"

"Now the best way to break the deadlock is to score another goal and not give Barcelona a chance to go into overtime, but scoring a goal is not easy, and there’s not much time left for Milan."

Ancelotti reminded the players of this on the sidelines.

Even if he hadn’t mentioned it,

as top-level players, the Milan players also understood the predicament facing the team at that moment.

Even if there were two more spots,

the numerical difference couldn’t be bridged.

After restarting the game, the Barcelona players had all returned to half-field to defend.

Gattuso, exhausted from running around the field, received the ball but his feet faltered, passing it directly to Eto’o, who turned around immediately for a back pass, and Barcelona began passing in the backfield.

Barcelona’s ball control ability is among the top in European football.

Stealing the ball from their feet was not an easy task.

But Milan players still pressed aggressively upfront.

Belletti made a diagonal pass to Larsson, and Huang Kaiwen immediately rushed up to stretch out a foot.

Larsson tapped the ball to the middle, and Deco, receiving the ball, made a long diagonal pass to Giuly.

Giuly, rushing toward the Milan penalty area, was met with Maldini’s aggressive challenge; he simply turned and guarded the ball by the sideline to waste time.

The Stade de France erupted in boos and cursing.

Maldini stretched out his foot from the side and successfully poked the ball off Giuly’s foot, sending it out of bounds.

"Giuly fell trying to waste time; the main referee Hauge warned Giuly to get up quickly; Maldini quickly threw the ball to Pirlo, who carried the ball across the midfield and was met by Eto’o’s challenge. He turned in place to break free, beautiful, Pirlo lofted a pass to Toni,"

"Toni, back to the goal, held off Deco and Iniesta and passed with a header; Huang Kaiwen got the ball as Kaka pulled to the side again, passed, Huang Kaiwen sent the ball down the left flank."

Kaka, receiving the ball on the left side, didn’t have time to adjust and directly lofted the ball into the penalty area with his left foot.

The ball had just been passed when his Brazilian compatriot Belletti viciously tackled him down.

Kaka, on the ground, like countless fans around the world, stared intently at the penalty area.

The ball he lofted wasn’t well placed, it was still a bit too long.

Huang Kaiwen sprinted past Puyol to chase the ball, with Puyol circling to his right, persistently chasing.

When the ball first bounced, Huang Kaiwen hadn’t adjusted his stride correctly.

As he ran a few more steps before reaching the goal line, Puyol, two steps behind, tried to block Huang Kaiwen with a sliding tackle from scoring.

Huang Kaiwen, with adjusted steps, supported himself with his right foot and twisted to strike the side of the ball flying towards the goal line.

Bang—

The ball flew over Puyol and toward the inside of the left post; Valdes instinctively reached out and touched the ball, but the ball still squeezed through the narrow space between Valdes and the left post into the goal.

Roar—

"Saint Kevin!!!"

"Saint Kevin!!!"

"Saint Kevin!!!"

Whistle,

Whistle,

Whistle—

Hauge’s whistle sounded together with the cheers in Stade de France.

"Goal!!!"

"Goal!!!"

"Goal!!!"

"Kevin Goal!!!"

"GoalGoalGoal!!!"

"In the darkness of Italian football, it was Kevin who stood out to defend the honor of Italian football!"

"Kevin, with four goals, completely killed Barcelona’s hopes for the championship; Gerard did a lot but ended up with the silver medal."

"Now he must understand what football is, though it’s been said many times, I still have to say it again: football is a sport where 22 people run for 90 minutes, and in the end, Kevin wins!!!"

"Defending champions, we are the champions, Milan is the first team to successfully defend their title in the restructured UEFA Champions League!"

"Champion, we are the champions!"

Crudeli ran wild in the broadcast booth.

Milan’s coaching staff and substitutes stormed onto the field in a frenzy.

Huang Kaiwen, having scored four goals, took off his jersey and ran waving it wildly.

The whole world was in turmoil.

Running.

Even after the match ended, there was no pause.

Instead, it grew even more fervent.

In the Paris night sky, a voice resounded.

The voice belonged to the red and black army.

"...we walk alongside heroes, on the green fields under the blue skies, you’ve won another star that shines among us we sing together, Milan, Milan our only allegiance, Milan, Milan forever for you."

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