After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 673 - 0260 Front Waist Shovel Pass Not Good Is Quite Normal (Please Subscribe)_3

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Sevilla was completely overwhelmed today, the allocation of tickets between the two sets of fans was nearly identical, but many Huang Kaiwen fans paid high prices for some of Sevilla’s tickets. Coupled with local support, at the Stade Louis II stands, Sevilla’s fans were thoroughly outnumbered.

Sevilla restarted the game.

They still resorted to passing back to organize their offense and started an attack from the right flank.

After receiving the ball, Alves managed consecutive breakthroughs past Huang Kaiwen and Sneijder, sprinting over the halfway line with the ball.

Guti quickly moved up to defend, but was bypassed with a flick of the ball by Alves as he stretched his leg out.

"Alves, ah!"

"His dribbling skills are no less than a regular winger."

"Navas was marked by De Jong, Alves once again went for a long pass to switch play to the left wing, wow, Duda’s miscontrol directly handed the ball to Ivanovic, who booted it to the opposite half."

"Sneijder got to the ball first on the left, looked up and passed it to Huang Kaiwen, whoa, Huang Kaiwen trapped the ball beautifully with his leg whip, even though he was dispossessed during the turn, that was a really smooth control!"

"Sevilla launches a counter-attack again; the pace of the game picked up for both teams at the start of the second half. Alves nearly stumbled under De Jong’s defense, managed to regain his balance with a hand on the turf and made a beautiful through pass, beautiful!"

"Keita goes one-on-one, Cannavaro couldn’t keep up, he shoots! Casillas deflects the ball to the left side of the box, the danger is not totally cleared yet, Pepe slides to send the ball toward the right touchline, Ivanovic and Duda tussle on the wing, and the referee blows his whistle."

"Substitution for Sevilla, Maresca is coming on. This Italian midfielder has performed splendidly since joining Sevilla, capable of playing on the flanks and in the center, Coach Juan de Ramos is likely looking to beef up the attacking prowess to level the score quickly."

Seeing the opposition making a substitution, Capello also began to contemplate.

He turned back to look at Higuain.

Higuain got up from the bench, removed his jacket and started to jog at the side of the pitch.

This was a very typical signal; Higuain was often used to substitute for Huang Kaiwen.

Juan de Ramos couldn’t stop smiling when he saw Higuain warming up.

Capello, arms folded at the sideline, caught a glimpse of Ramos’s expression and disdainfully twitched his lips, then waved Higuain back to the bench.

Just messing with you!

Noticing Juan de Ramos’s smile freeze, Capello felt indescribably thrilled inside.

Back in the day, that fatso Ancelotti loved his smoke and mirrors, now it was finally his turn.

For some reason, Capello felt a chill down his spine, he turned to look at the bench but didn’t notice anything unusual.

After Maresca entered the field, Sevilla’s attacks down the left became somewhat stronger.

Real Madrid’s quite inexperienced defense line was tested a great deal.

Ivanovic gradually got the hang of his teammates’ movements; his coordination with Pepe on the same side was looking up.

With Marcelo and Cannavaro’s average defensive performance on the left, thankfully De Jong was constantly covering that area.

In the 57th minute, Alves initiated an attack with the ball again, and after getting used to his movement, De Jong waited for Alves to try a dribble, then quickly stuck out his right foot to poke the ball behind Alves.

As Alves turned, De Jong extended his right hand to stop him, not allowing Alves to turn back and take the ball.

Sneijder, who loitered behind the midfield line, immediately turned with the ball, seeing Huang Kaiwen making a run forward with only two defenders around, he sideways kicked the ball with the instep of his left foot.

Smack—

The ball, after crossing the midfield line, rolled past Renato with a strong arc towards the left side of the large penalty area.

Jose Marti and Boulahrouz rapidly ran towards the left flank, aiming to close down on Huang Kaiwen once again.

Sneijder’s pass was exquisite; Marti headed towards the side of Huang Kaiwen, and the slightly decelerated Huang Kaiwen had already let the ball roll in front of him.

Boulahrouz approached Huang Kaiwen from behind, he and Marti were front and back, sandwiching Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen, who let the ball roll ahead, sharply flicked it with the outside of his right foot into the box and accelerated past Marti. Jose Marti turned quickly and ran alongside Huang Kaiwen.

Mati and Boulahrouz pincer-moved, chasing Huang Kaiwen together into the penalty area.

Seeing his teammates with no chance for a tackle, Palop decisively abandoned his post and charged at Huang Kaiwen, but as he just exited the small box, Huang Kaiwen already lost his balance due to Boulahrouz’s antics from behind.

Just as he was about to fall, Huang Kaiwen curled his right foot behind the ball.

Bang—

Palop instinctively turned back to save with an outstretched left hand, but the ball flew swiftly past his arm into the right side of the net.

"Kevin!!!"

"Kevin Goal!!!"

"GoalGoalGoal!!!"

"Kevin suddenly started and shook off the defense, ran to the left wing to receive the ball, and with just one move sent it into the box, and amidst defense from all sides, he managed to slide the ball into the net with a sliding shot."

"Sevilla has now become one of Kevin’s favorite opponents, aside from Inter Milan, Juventus, and Barca. Last year Kevin scored five goals against Sevilla at Bernabeu, after showcasing the Ballon d’Or."

"Today, although Kevin only scored three goals and assisted once, his running distance is astonishingly low, running just 1200 meters by the 65th minute of the second half!"

"This shows that against teams like Sevilla, Kevin doesn’t even bother to run much, with the scores already explaining everything on the pitch. For players, your life can be controlled by soccer. But for Kevin, he is one who can control the sport itself."