After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 785 - 0286 There is only one truth (Please subscribe)_2

But Mourinho, after all, is Mourinho. He immediately rushed to the sidelines to complain to the fourth official, "That move was a foul, against the rules, it should not be seen on a football field. I think a red card is in order..."

Capello watched calmly from the sidelines.

He understood Mourinho’s behavior well; faced with an invincible opponent, one must think of some method.

The Real Madrid fans in the stands had not passed on any news yet.

The Chelsea manager probably hadn’t enlisted supernatural powers.

Compared to those who liked to resort to witchcraft, Mourinho’s actions were nothing.

The fourth official responded, "No one said you can’t use your foot to block a penalty."

"But..."

The usually eloquent Mourinho didn’t know what to say.

It took him a while to choke out, "That style of play lacks respect, yes, it shows a lack of respect for my players and for Chelsea!"

"Mr. Mourinho, you can save these comments for after the game," said the fourth official carefully.

Although the official was very impatient internally, he was still very careful with his attitude.

No referee wanted to be mentioned by Mourinho after the game.

Knowing it was futile, Mourinho snorted coldly and turned to sit back down in the coach’s seat.

Chelsea, having been under siege for a while, launched a counterattack.

Makélélé passed the ball a bit more to the front.

De Jong was in a better position, and Lampard, who was behind, quickly extended his arm in front to hinder De Jong’s speed in chasing back.

The two tangled while rushing toward the ball; De Jong, who reached the ball first, was knocked from behind by Lampard’s shoulder, stumbled, and knocked the ball toward his own penalty area.

Lampard took this chance to shake off De Jong and sprint forward.

Torres, who had run back to the box from the left flank, quickly passed back.

Huang Kaiwen didn’t stop the ball and rushed up, tapping it with his right foot behind Lampard.

Lampard, sprinting, immediately slowed down to turn around, but was still thrown off by more than half a meter by Huang Kaiwen. By the time Lampard started moving, the distance had grown to over a meter.

Ballack, who had just temporarily adjusted his mindset, saw Huang Kaiwen charge out of the box with the ball and couldn’t help but get heated again.

He stomped with his right foot, charging at Huang Kaiwen like a mad bull.

Ballack really wanted to settle the score on Huang Kaiwen’s turf.

The two sprinted toward each other, the distance closing rapidly.

Huang Kaiwen feigned with his shoulder to the right, tapped the ball to the left with the inside of his right foot, and quickly shifted his weight.

Ballack, who guessed the wrong direction, hastily stopped and turned around, but still missed the best opportunity and could only clench his fists as he watched Huang Kaiwen pass the ball to the retreating Guti.

"Watch out!" cautioned Huang Kaiwen.

Guti too sensed the danger but couldn’t stop in time and was knocked down by Makélélé coming head-on.

"That’s a foul, no doubt about it."

"Chelsea has always been a tough team. Today’s positioning of the three holding midfielders is definitely aimed at Huang Kaiwen. Unfortunately, with Huang Kaiwen as the goalkeeper, Guti, who touches the ball a lot and stays central, has become the biggest victim. Without Huang Kaiwen drawing attention, Chelsea’s midfielders have focused all their energy on Guti today."

"Yes, the three holding midfielders make it easy to create a numerical advantage in defense."

"Actually, Huang Kaiwen playing as a goalkeeper can’t exactly say he’s a goalkeeper; today’s performance is somewhat similar to that day he played as a holding midfielder, with substantial coverage, often leaving the penalty area for defense, and in attack he frequently leaves the box to organize or break through."

"Hehe, Huang Kaiwen’s style of play feels like a holding midfielder standing on the goal line, or rather, a libero. Compared to Ikita’s heedless style, Huang Kaiwen may dash out of the box, but he’s still quite cautious."

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"Huang Kaiwen’s method of playing goalkeeper should become the founder of a new school by now."

"New fans should watch more games before they speak, there have been players who played like this long ago."

"Honestly, I’m still shocked by that penalty save to this day. Huang Kaiwen really dares!"

"He does have a big heart. Most goalkeepers are already nervous enough when diving for a penalty, let alone adding a backward somersault into the mix."

"The key is, he saved it, which is just unbelievable! That’s the most spectacular penalty save I’ve ever seen."

"Don’t worry, this is probably the most exciting penalty save in the whole world of football, and it’s unlikely anyone will surpass it in the future."

"Ballack is a wreck today, getting more desperate as the game goes on, lacking the composure of the German team’s core. His mindset has been completely shattered by Huang Kaiwen!"

"It’s quite normal, Zambrotta said he’s had enough of facing Huang Kaiwen. Recently he’s been considering moving to the United States or the Middle East to play so that even when playing intercontinental matches, he wouldn’t have to face Huang Kaiwen."

The game restarted from the midfield.

Guti once again organized the attack.

Sneijder, having received the ball on the left wing, nudged it with his right foot and charged forward.

After bringing the ball to the front field, Sneijder encountered the same problem as earlier.

Chelsea’s defense was too excellent.

And so were the three holding midfielders of Chelsea, like having parked a bus on the field.

Although Essien’s forward-defending capabilities weren’t strong, his physical fitness was explosive, and both his running ability and coverage area were impressive.

Even if you get past the opponent, it’s hard to shake them off.

Essien didn’t give him a chance to hesitate and immediately stepped up to press and challenge.

Sneijder quickly turned and shielded the ball, passing it back with his right foot.

Gago controlled the ball with his right foot, quickly turned, and sent an oblique pass.

Guti, receiving the ball, was once again knocked down by Makélélé, but this time the referee did not blow the whistle.

Guti, who sat on the ground protesting, quickly got up to chase back.

His defensive skills might be lacking, but Guti never falls short on attitude.

Makélélé himself carried the ball past the midfield, quickly knocking it sideways to the advancing Ferreira.