After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 993 - 0328 Our victory was stolen (Subscribe)_5

"Don’t worry." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Ramos nodded and said, "Even if Kevin is injured, he won’t leave the field. Naturally, I won’t drag my feet either."

Terry shook his head with a smile.

Here with Ramos.

He suspected Kevin was even more effective than Mourinho.

Given initiated another goal kick from the backfield.

Coloccini sent it forward, and Gasli quickly passed it to the wing.

Gutiérrez touched the ball with his left foot and charged forward rapidly.

The Argentine international’s skills aren’t outstanding among South American players, but he’s versatile. He’s like the Pampas version of Kuyt, able to play from the front line to the defensive midfield.

The robust Gutiérrez dribbled past Joe Cole.

Joe Cole was immediately knocked off balance.

Newcastle’s left-flank attack attracted Chelsea’s defensive attention, with Ramos retreating the entire way.

Gutiérrez charged towards the penalty area with the ball, suddenly turned, and passed it back.

Carroll, positioned further back, turned to receive the ball. Mikel chose to stay in place without pressing. Carroll, having adjusted, pushed the ball forward and unleashed a powerful shot from 30 meters out.

Carroll’s powerful low shot successfully pierced Cech’s goal.

"Wow, what a world-class goal!"

"Young Andy Carroll scored with his first shot after coming on, bringing Newcastle level. Both sides are back on the same starting line."

"With little time remaining in the game, it seems both teams will have to shake hands."

"It’s truly a pity that Kevin Huang’s earlier solo effort didn’t result in a goal. It rained this morning in London, so the turf is quite soft today. That pit became a key turning point."

"Yes, if that ball went in, perhaps there wouldn’t have been this goal. We can only say that Kevin Huang and Chelsea were out of luck."

Carroll celebrated wildly after scoring, not stopping for a long time.

Kevin Huang went straight to referee Phil Dowd to complain, "Referee, please let them finish celebrating quickly so we can restart."

Phil Dowd looked at Kevin Huang in some surprise.

Is this star player implying that he still wants to hand Newcastle a defeat in the last two minutes?

Although it seemed unreliable, he went to remind Newcastle’s players to end their celebration.

"Move more and pass later to pull their formation around."

While waiting for the kickoff, Kevin Huang said.

"Okay, I’ll do whatever you say."

Huntelaar nodded and said.

"That’s good."

Kevin Huang turned to Kalou and said, "Later, cut inside more to respond, this will help disperse their defensive focus."

"Okay."

Kalou nodded and said.

As for Joe Cole, there was no need to explain. He was one of the players in the Chelsea squad who had the most rapport with the Yellow Ball King.

Clap —

Huntelaar kicked off with a back pass.

Kevin Huang took the ball and charged forward on his own.

Carroll immediately rushed towards Kevin Huang.

With a flick of his ankle, Kevin Huang passed the ball to Deco, who had come up to support.

Deco continued to carry the ball forward.

The two pressed up together, fully attracting Newcastle’s defensive focus.

Kinnear shouted from the sideline, "Idiots, get back. Do you really think you can disrupt the wall-passing cooperation between two top players?"

In the attack.

Wall-passing paired with off-the-ball movement could produce very good results for the two players.

Performing well, they could fool four or five defenders without difficulty since the initiative was in the attacker’s hands.

Kevin Huang wanted to use this method to disrupt Newcastle’s overall formation unexpectedly, but the opposing coach saw through it.

Given that, he’d have to resort to something stronger.

Receiving Deco’s pass again, Kevin Huang carried the ball forward himself before the halfway line.

Bart used his body to squeeze Kevin Huang, only to lose his balance first.

Furious and ashamed, Bart lunged at Kevin Huang with his foot, but Kevin Huang flicked his right foot, evading Bart’s challenge, and continued to charge forward with the ball.

Pain in his right ankle affected Kevin Huang’s speed; with his right foot, he touched the ball slightly out, losing control. Seizing the opportunity, Gasli rushed forward, and Kevin Huang immediately extended his right foot, pulling the ball back in front and charged diagonally towards Newcastle’s penalty area.

Dribbling, Kevin Huang attracted nearly all of Newcastle’s defensive attention.

Five defenders stood together in front of the box, waiting to defend Kevin Huang.

Both full-backs were the first to run back, with Bason, Edgar, and Coloccini waiting in the middle.

As Kevin Huang approached the top of the arc, Edgar couldn’t hold back and chose to press up.

Behind him stood two defenders, and Kevin Huang didn’t plan to dribble past them.

At the moment Edgar came up close, Huang Kaiwen lowered his center of gravity and turned sideways, using his uninjured left foot for support against his opponent, while his right foot tapped the ball behind Edgar.

Pa—

The ball quickly rolled into the penalty area, directly penetrating Newcastle’s defense.

Huntelaar moved to receive the ball, dribbling toward the center of the penalty area, with Coloccini closely chasing behind. But the penalty area is only so big, and a two-step lead was enough to decide everything.

Coloccini went for a tackle from behind but still couldn’t touch Huntelaar.

Huntelaar took a few steps and directly chose to push the shot in the center of the penalty area. Given judged the direction correctly and dived, yet couldn’t stop this shot.

The ball rolled into the goal under his hand.

Bleep,

Bleep,

Bleep—

The referee blew the whistle for the end of the match.

Huntelaar, who scored the winning goal, lunged at Huang Kaiwen, only to be knocked aside by Ramos.

"Damn it, Kevin is injured."

"Sorry, I forgot about that."

"No worries, it’s just a slight strain."

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile, going over to pull Huntelaar up.

With one hand around Huntelaar and the other around Ramos, they walked towards the south stand.

The last-minute goal drove Stamford Bridge completely mad.

"We are the champions" echoed across West London once more.

...

Post-match press conference.

Both coaches sat there.

Along with goal scorer Carroll and Chelsea captain Terry.

The reporters could hardly contain themselves.

"Mr. Boas, is it true that Mr. Mourinho is really sick?"

"Today’s game was completely decided by Kevin, doesn’t it imply that Chelsea has a Kevin dependency syndrome?"

"Andy, scoring a beautiful goal today, how do you feel?"

"John, tell us about Kevin’s role in Chelsea."

Clearly, four people were sitting there, yet Newcastle coach Kinnear was ignored.

For Fleet Street, there wasn’t much to interview an Irish coach about.

The world-class goal today was scored by an English player, a rising star!

They were all considering whether tomorrow’s front page would feature Carroll or Huang Kaiwen.

Boas said: "Jose caught a stomach flu after attending the Ballon d’Or ceremony and eating something at home; didn’t you catch photos of him going to the hospital, so stop asking such boring questions."

"What about Kevin dependency syndrome?"

"You can write whatever you want, but I need to go visit Jose soon, so please wrap it up quickly."

Boas said impatiently.

He still had plans to buy a treasure map in the evening; he didn’t have time to waste on reporters.

Visiting Mourinho was just an excuse.

Kinnear grabbed the microphone and said: "Today was an unacceptable match because the added time went over by 1 minute and 20 seconds; it was unfair to us!"

"Coach, your celebrations took too much time, and the referee’s decision to extend the stoppage time was correct."

A reporter reminded.

"But we didn’t celebrate for 1 minute and 20 seconds!"

Kinnear shouted in dissatisfaction.

Boas furrowed his brow and said: "If you’re not familiar with football rules, I suggest you take another look. Even though you didn’t celebrate that long, the last attack hadn’t died down, so the referee was right not to blow the final whistle."

"Anyway, the victory was stolen from us!"

Kinnear said with a pout.

Boas couldn’t be bothered to argue with him and stayed silent.

Terry, already used to saving the coach’s face, spoke up: "Kevin is extremely important to us; we all love him."

"Is Kevin the main reason for the win?"

"Yes, Kevin brought us the victory, but if you ask him, he’ll surely tell you it’s the team’s collective effort."

Terry said with a smile.

Kicking the ball back to the reporters.

Just as the reporters wanted to ask more, an impatient Andy Carroll grabbed the microphone and said: "I’m thrilled to score a goal, especially in front of Kevin. I often watch his videos, and I feel like I play like Kevin."

In an instant.

The press room fell into an eerie silence.

The reporters made up their minds; tomorrow’s headline would go to Carroll!