After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 370 - 0184 Pass the damn ball to Kevin (subscribe please)_3

Chapter 370: 0184 Pass the damn ball to Kevin (subscribe please)_3

"Huang Kaiwen isn’t suitable for playing alongside a finisher like Van Nistelrooy. Although Huang Kaiwen often assists his teammates, he needs his teammates to find opportunities to pass to him when he makes runs,"

"That’s not necessarily true, Huang Kaiwen’s movement can draw defenders, which significantly reduces the pressure on Van Nistelrooy. Just now, there was no one near Huang Kaiwen, but you saw four Atletico Madrid players chasing back. That’s the deterrence of Huang Kaiwen."

"Indeed, Huang Kaiwen has the ability to attract a lot of attention from defending players, but that sacrifices his attacking power. As the highest-priced player in history, Huang Kaiwen cannot always be just supporting the strikers."

Capello stood by the pitch with his arms crossed, his face sullen but not erupting.

Now the team is short on strikers; Ronaldo hasn’t recovered, and Cassano can’t lead the line by himself.

"That pass should have gone to Kevin,"

said Raul to Van Nistelrooy as they ran back.

Van Nistelrooy hung his head and said nothing; he also had his moments.

Atletico Madrid reorganized their attack and made no further mistakes. Peña quickly passed the ball to Maniche, who, upon receiving it, looked up and immediately swung his right foot.

Looking for Torres!

Torres turned and received the ball with a slick movement, bursting past Guti.

As Ramos stepped forward, Torres kicked the ball several meters past Messiah,

despite being more than three meters away from Messiah and much closer to the ball, a situation unfolded that left Real Madrid fans agape.

Both players sprinted toward the ball; Torres accelerated, closing the distance between him and Messiah, and to everyone’s surprise, it was Torres who reached the ball first!

Messiah slid in with a tackle, but Torres dodged him skillfully.

Torres then turned to face the goal, sending a low drive with the instep of his right foot.

Miguel Mista burst past Cannavaro and reached the ball in front of goal, guiding it in with his right foot.

"Atletico, Atletico, Atletico Madrid, fight, win, as outstanding as you are..."

The Atletico Madrid fans made their presence felt at the Bernabéu Stadium.

The Real Madrid fans in the stands were utterly silent.

The 22-year-old Torres and the 26-year-old Mista embraced, with the 18-year-old Aguero still sitting on the bench. Each generation of forwards had a distinct style, and with even earlier figures like Vieri, Atletico Madrid was ushering in a new era of striking deities.

Since then, Atletico Madrid became known for producing exceptional forwards.

Huang Kaiwen, hands on hips, turned back to watch the opposition celebrate. Raul came over, patting him on the shoulder, "One goal doesn’t matter."

"I know."

"Don’t worry, I’ll find opportunities to cooperate with you," Raul said again.

"Alright!"

Huang Kaiwen nodded.

The game restarted at the center circle, and Huang Kaiwen received the ball and began to break through on the left.

Maxi Rodriguez was aggressive in attack, but he also put in a formidable effort defensively.

From the moment Huang Kaiwen started with the ball, Rodriguez hovered around him, hands bustling and waiting for a chance to tackle.

As Maniche came rushing towards him, Huang Kaiwen knew he couldn’t carry on. Without turning, he used his right heel to knock the ball back, and as he ran forward, he saw Carlos indeed manage to receive it.

The cooperation between him and the Brazilian fullback was unspoken.

Carlos took the ball diagonally toward the center. Maniche fell back into position to cope with Carlos, both men not tall, but Carlos clearly had the stronger physical presence.

After a few steps together, Maniche, clinging to Carlos, was suddenly left behind due to an explosive move from Carlos, tumbling heavily to the ground.

Seeing Huang Kaiwen running into the middle, Carlos decided to pull wide.

Carlos, carrying the ball to the left, forced Setaridis to abandon marking Huang Kaiwen and move back to defend his position.

Bang—

Before Setaridis could position himself, Carlos had already made a lateral pass.

Huang Kaiwen, hovering behind the defensive line, suddenly surged forward, stepping over the ball. Van Nistelrooy and Antonio Lopez, both caught out by his feint, staggered as Raul prepared to pass.

Huang Kaiwen suddenly slowed down, letting Luis Pereira get ahead, then immediately sped up again.

Smack—

Raul’s pass went straight to the middle of the small penalty area, Huang Kaiwen got to the ball before Franco could, and with a deft touch of his left foot, he lobbed it over the oncoming Atletico Madrid goalkeeper.

Franco turned only to see the ball curve into a parabola over the goal line and softly land in front of the net.

"Goal!!!"

"Goal!!!"

"Goal!!!"

"In the 31st minute, Huang Kaiwen helped Real Madrid level the score."

"In this attack, Huang Kaiwen moved to the middle, leaving the left flank for Carlos and dashed into the box, beautifully slipping the ball to Raul. His final slowdown to outpace Pereira’s offside trap was a stroke of genius."

"Hehe, Huang Kaiwen and Inzaghi are so close, it’s only natural he learned Inzaghi’s offside skills over two seasons, just like Inzaghi said Huang Kaiwen’s shooting is something he taught him."

"Atletico Madrid players are all raising their hands signaling that Huang Kaiwen was offside, but the main referee saw it clearly, Huang Kaiwen’s slowdown and restart were too obvious, he didn’t even check with the linesman before pointing to the center circle, goal stands!"

Boom—

"Kevin!!!"

"Kevin!!!"

"Kevin!!!"

The suppressed atmosphere at Bernabéu Stadium exploded with terrifying energy after half an hour.

The Meringues’ voices echoed throughout Madrid.

Front row Real Madrid fans kept stretching out their arms, as if doing so could bridge the gap across the advertising boards and the walkway between them, touching the new king of the team.

Huang Kaiwen charged towards the south stand, using his legs to powerfully jump over the advertising boards, high-fiving with the outstretched hands of fans, making Bernabéu Stadium’s atmosphere boil once again.

"Damn, Torres get some spirit up!" "Torres has been performing well already, wasn’t that goal delivered by his assist? He toyed with three players and then bulldozed through with his speed, I almost yelled out myself."

"Torres is really awesome, he’s bound to go play for a big club. A team like Atletico Madrid can’t hold on to him."

"Atletico Madrid even had to deal with bankruptcy and relegation before, they are still recuperating."

"It sounds similar to Dortmund."

"Damn, I feel like Atletico Madrid’s lineup isn’t bad, why can’t they get over Real Madrid? Now they’ve let Huang Kaiwen play the showoff again."

"Be satisfied, with Van Nistelrooy on the field, Huang Kaiwen’s performance is impacted, if it were Shevchenko, Huang Kaiwen would probably have scored three by now."

After Atletico Madrid’s kickoff, Petrov on the left carried the ball forward rapidly, constantly pressurizing.

Confronted by Guti’s pressing, Petrov immediately passed diagonally, Torres turned his head to watch the ball’s position as he ran forward, and Ramos, having already lowered his center, collided into him.

Torres, lying on the ground, felt his head buzzing, still unclear about what happened.

Even the fouling Ramos couldn’t help but smile at such an innocent expression, and extended his hand to help Torres up.

As Real Madrid was arranging the wall during a free-kick, Petrov suddenly launched a sneak attack, lobbing the ball with his left foot toward the center of the large penalty area.

Several Real Madrid defenders were caught off guard, and Torres, attacking the ball in the middle, headed it towards goal, but Casillas blocked the ball with both hands out of the penalty area.

Diarra retrieved the ball and launched a counterattack.

"Real Madrid was nearly caught off guard again, let me explain the whistle for free kicks here: one reason is the referee shows a red or yellow card, and the second is if the position is advantageous, the referee will raise the whistle before organizing the wall. These are the cases when you need to wait for the whistle to take the free kick, so just now, Atletico Madrid’s quick free kick was fine."

"Capello is a coach with a quick temper, he is shouting from the sidelines at Real Madrid players, hehe, reminding them to maintain focus."

"Guti’s first move upon receiving the ball in the offensive zone is observing Huang Kaiwen’s position. Huang Kaiwen had too many defenders around him, Guti passed... not to Raul, but directly to Van Nistelrooy."

Van Nistelrooy received the ball in front of the large penalty area, turned around, and shook off Pereira, but Antonio Lopez was still blocking him.

Capello stared intently at Van Nistelrooy in the penalty area, muttering under his breath, "Pass it, pass, pass the damn ball..."

Huang Kaiwen charged into the left side of the large penalty area, and Van Nistelrooy chose to kick forcefully; his left-footed shot hit Lopez’s stretched leg and flew high over the crossbar.

Everyone heard a furious roar: "Pass the damn ball to Kevin!!!"

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