After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 773 - 0283 I Swear on Cassano’s Life (Please Subscribe)_4

Renato, who had just come off the bench, wasn’t warmed up yet, and he misjudged the ball by over a meter.

Seeing De Jong rush towards the ball, he hurriedly ran to retrieve it, turned around, and kicked it back in a pass.

His panicked pass was heavily powered.

Prieto positioned his feet outward, but the ball hit the inside of his foot and he couldn’t stop it; Prieto quickly hooked the ball in front of him with his right foot.

Before he could stabilize, De Jong had already charged up and poked the ball, sending it rolling behind Prieto.

Crespo and Huang Kaiwen almost started running at the same time.

Jose Crespo reached out, and Huang Kaiwen also extended his left arm to block him, preventing any interference, and two steps later Huang Kaiwen reached the ball from behind. Seeing Palop’s forward position, he didn’t hesitate, steadied his left foot, slightly twisted his body, and his right foot had already swung forward.

Bang—

An arrow shot the goose flying high, watched by thousands in amazement.

The ball soared from before the midfield, flying quickly toward Sevilla’s penalty area.

Standing in the penalty area, Palop saw Huang Kaiwen’s movements and knew it was bad; he ran back like a dog out of its cage, but human speed couldn’t match the ball’s, and by the time he entered the goal area, the ball had already brought a strong whooshing sound to his ears. Palop looked up, jumped with his hands reaching out, only to see the ball drop into the goal past his arm.

The fallen Palop inside the goal didn’t want to get up. He looked up at the lights of Pizjuan Stadium, his consciousness beginning to dissipate, his eyes losing their sparkle.

Palop thought of his mother.

"...As the wind gently blows, the cradle gently rocks."

The murmuring song faintly appeared in his ears, and there were no more frightful things in the world.

Just sleep through it, and upon waking, find today was only a nightmare.

"Kevin Kevin Kevin!!!"

"GoalGoalGoal!!!"

"A classic Kevin-style goal!"

Crudeli passionately exclaimed from the broadcasting booth.

"Other players might not score such a spectacular goal in their entire career, but Kevin can score two in one game, and if he wishes, he could easily perform a midfield goal hat trick."

"Greatness isn’t just about strength, it’s about heart."

"Kevin is telling his teammates to have courage, those who defeat you are nothing."

"If Kevin were born in ancient Scotland, then the Hollywood movie ’Braveheart’ should have been named ’Emperor Kevin,’ for Kevin never needs to rebel, only his opponents need to rebel! The English would find, just like these European teams, that no matter how hard they try or how many brilliant tactics they devise, they cannot withstand the charge of Emperor Kevin."

"The fans in Pizjuan Stadium are crying, but they also feel blessed. Years and decades from now, they might not remember the home team’s legendary goals, but when they think back to their beloved sport of football, they can only remember March 30, 2008, the day they witnessed the descent of God among men."

The home team’s players looked numb.

They mechanically walked toward the midfield.

Sevilla restarted the game, Alves received the ball and once again quickly broke forward.

Guti rushed to press him, Alves immediately passed the ball laterally to his teammate, Kanoute received the ball and passed it to the left wing.

Fabiano ran over the ball, successfully dodging De Jong.

Diego Capel received the ball and immediately sent a lifted pass with his left foot toward the left side of the penalty area, Fabiano quickly advancing in the front field, and Casillas, who was forward positioned, hurried back.

The ball indeed fell toward the left side of the penalty area.

Fabiano swung his right foot preparing to volley, but in a panic, Casillas immediately launched himself at it.

Heinze jumped up and delivered a flying kick that sent Fabiano and the ball far away.

"Red card, it should be a red card... only a yellow card was given, the referee was merciful this time."

"Right, that was a dangerous move, a red card wouldn’t be too much."

"Fabiano seems alright, he got up by himself, but Casillas, Casillas seems hurt. Let’s look at the slow-motion replay, oh... Casillas had poor visibility as he ran back, seeing Fabiano ready for the volley he just leaped out, it looks like he twisted his ankle, what now?"

...

"How is it?"

Huang Kaiwen asked, bending over back in the penalty area.

"Can’t hold on, we need to substitute."

Casillas said with a wry smile, "Kevin, you take over the goal."

Huang Kaiwen: ...

He was chosen as [Harry Kane] today, not [Harry Potter], did he really think the Yellow Ball King could play wherever he wanted?

"At least defend this goal, we think you’re more reliable than that dancing goalkeeper."

Marcelo came up and said.

Finally found an opportunity to bond with the big brother.

Unfortunately, the Yellow Ball King really didn’t want to play goalkeeper today.

"Right, you haven’t played as a goalkeeper for a long time."

"Don’t worry, it’s a good chance for the goalkeeper to warm up."

"Come on, you might even keep a clean sheet!"

Ramos also came up shouting, "Kevin, let them see what you can do."

In his mind, whichever position Huang Kaiwen played, he was the best in the world at it.

When the medical team entered the field, Dudek had already run to the sideline to warm up.

The Real Madrid players were teasing, Baldini looked at Capello and asked, "Should Kevin play goalkeeper?"

"Have Kevin temporarily take the goalkeeper position, it’s too easy to get injured without warming up,"

Capello sighed. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

He turned and extended his index and middle fingers, hooking them twice towards the bench.

Higuain, rising from the bench, clenched his fists.