After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 579 - 0238 Kai and Coach Ka (Please Subscribe)

"You’re fucking god!!!"

Cassano shouted as he rushed towards Huang Kaiwen.

Just as he was about to pounce on Huang Kaiwen, Ramos knocked him down.

Ramos reached Huang Kaiwen, knelt on one knee, lifted Huang Kaiwen’s foot onto his leg, and wiped it with his hand.

Cassano unusually quiet.

After Ramos finished wiping the boots for Huang Kaiwen, he joined his teammates to crowd around.

Rooney, standing with his hands on his knees at the edge of the box, quietly watched as if it was meant to be.

With the Real Madrid players clustered around him, Huang Kaiwen had his back to him.

The number 10 on the white jersey seemed to have an amazing magic power.

Perhaps wearing the same number would bring him a bit closer to Huang Kaiwen.

He had always felt that Manchester United’s number 7 was the most legendary.

But now, Rooney had finally made up his mind; after the game, he’d tell the coach he wanted the number 10 jersey!

"Boss, what do we do?"

Queiroz asked.

Ferguson slowly waved his hand and said, "Let those kids cheer up, I’ll rest for a while, and then stand by their side on the sidelines."

"You can sit and command the game."

Queiroz said.

"Don’t worry, this little thing won’t bring me down!"

Ferguson forced a smile and said, "The stronger the enemy, the less I can fall. If I give up, what will those kids think?"

Queiroz didn’t try to persuade him and instead went to the sideline to shout instructions.

Because he knew that was just how Ferguson was.

Aside from Ferguson’s wife, no one could persuade Ferguson.

If one day Ferguson left the green fields, it would be because of his wife, Cathy Ferguson.

Ferguson, with his incredible fighting spirit, was a tender husband, similar to Capello—perhaps strict coaches were like that at home?

"Rally up, damn it, even the most spectacular goal is just one goal, we can tie the match with a single penalty!"

Giggs shouted hoarsely.

Van der Sar constantly slapped his gloves at the back and shouted, "Instead of crying, think about how to defend. You should take as much responsibility as the salary you get, right, Rio?"

Ferdinand nodded.

But in his mind, he thought, no wonder Huang Kaiwen’s salary was 15 million Euros.

One man’s wages were comparable to Manchester United’s entire defense line, so breaking through Manchester United’s defense line was pretty normal, wasn’t it?

As Ferdinand zoned out, O’Shea kept yelling, "For the championship, come on!!!"

After a brief silence, Manchester United’s players showed remarkable resilience.

Ferguson’s team shared his personality, as a coach’s influence on a team is huge.

Seeing the players’ performance, Ferguson stood up from the bench and moved to the sideline, lifting his hairdryer to urge the players to fight hard.

In just over a minute, the spirits of Manchester United were revived.

When the game restarted, Rooney passed back and quickly moved forward.

Scholes took the ball to the left and facing Cassano’s pressure, quickly tapped it back to Carrick.

Carrick took the ball forward a few steps in the middle and then passed it to Heinze, who quickly slanted it to Scholes.

Scholes saw De Jong guarding Ronaldo closely and didn’t hurry to pass the ball, instead he slowly dribbled past the middle line,

Raul suddenly stuck out a leg while chasing back, and Scholes quickly swung his thigh, kicking the back of the ball.

Boom—

The ball struck Raul’s foot, bounced high, and flew towards Manchester United’s half.

Huang Kaiwen timed his jump well and headed the ball towards the right, Cassano chested the ball down in stride and with a flick of his ankle, nudged it towards the center of the box.

Manchester United fans watched in horror.

Every time Huang Kaiwen began to move, they felt fear. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Even though he was several meters from the box, Huang Kaiwen’s rapid steps quickly brought him to the front of the box where he took the ball into it.

At the critical moment, Vidic cleanly tackled the ball from between Huang Kaiwen’s legs, stood up, and cleared it with a big kick out of the box.

"Beautiful!!!"

"Vidic’s tackle was key this time, Huang Kaiwen was adjusting to take a shot."

"Yes, and the most crucial part is that at that pace of Huang Kaiwen, Vidic didn’t foul, unlike average defenders who definitely wouldn’t dare to tackle—that’s too likely to concede a penalty, heh heh."

"Ronaldo takes the ball from the back, gets past Law, De Jong rushes up and stretches a leg, Ronaldo passes the ball out, Scholes receives and immediately sends a lob into the box, Pepe heads the ball out of the box, Ronaldo stretches a leg and pokes the ball out of play."

Marcelo, after observing, throws the ball to Pepe.

Pepe sends a direct pass to Huang Kaiwen, who receives and turns with speed, charging past the middle line.

Left behind by two steps by a starting Fletcher, who grits his teeth and charges at Huang Kaiwen, another allow would mean being left even further behind, Huang Kaiwen took the ball to the arc, with Fletcher sliding in from behind, his cleats catching Huang Kaiwen’s right foot.

On the sidelines, Capello’s fingernails nearly dug into his palm, wishing he could summon a flying sword like in television shows to chop off Fletcher’s head.

Fortunately, Huang Kaiwen wasn’t much affected.

Heinze, worried Carrick couldn’t hold him off alone, quickly fell back to join the defense.

Huang Kaiwen suddenly accelerated and dashed past Heinze, Carrick reached out to grab Huang Kaiwen’s arm, pulling with all his might, and as Huang Kaiwen fell, he managed to pass the ball away.

Raul controlled the ball on the left corner of the large box, turned quickly, and crossed with his left foot, with Vidic once again making a leaping header, side-cushioning the ball out of play.

"Vidic!!!"

"Vidic is playing too well today, making multiple key clearances."

"Ferguson is clapping on the sidelines, surely he’s very satisfied with Vidic’s performance."