After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 835 - 0297 Swan Dance (Please Subscribe)_4

"So, the face-off between the European famous coaches has already begun before the match even started."

On the field, captain Huang Kaiwen luckily won the coin toss, and the two returned to their team’s formation.

Lubos Michel, the referee from Slovakia, frequently checked his watch. At 7:45 PM, he blew the whistle to start the match.

Raul passed the ball horizontally at kickoff.

Huang Kaiwen dribbled the ball directly past the midfield line, and Gattuso immediately rushed up.

Huang Kaiwen took small steps while dribbling, not in a hurry to accelerate.

During the starting phase, there is no need to push the pace too fast.

Even without accelerating, Gattuso still treated Huang Kaiwen as a serious threat.

When within three meters, he cautiously lowered his center of gravity, slightly bent over, and continuously closed in on Huang Kaiwen.

He spread his arms to help maintain balance and could reach out to grab Huang Kaiwen first, trapping him in a situation where he couldn’t start an attack and engage in a struggle.

Remembering the few times they trained together, Gattuso had already tightened his nerves.

Pa——

Huang Kaiwen casually pushed the ball with his right foot, and Gattuso immediately moved to the right, stepping on the sideline to block Huang Kaiwen’s attempt to pass.

But just as he changed positions, he saw Huang Kaiwen hook the ball back with his right foot’s toe.

A vertical cow tail flick!

This move is more difficult than horizontal, but Van Basten’s ball sense and Huang Kaiwen’s talent were sufficient to make it happen.

Facing an old friend, Huang Kaiwen had the thought of teasing Gattuso.

Yellow Ball King had served as the backdrop for Ronaldo, Messi, and Cristiano Ronaldo; it’s only fair for Gattuso to be his backdrop now.

As Huang Kaiwen hooked the ball back with his right foot, Gattuso moved awkwardly to the left again.

Before his left foot could step on the grass, Huang Kaiwen had already switched the ball to his left foot with his right.

Fried meatballs!

Gattuso figured it out, his brain working rapidly, his body forcing an adjustment to his center of gravity.

But the next second, he knew he was wrong.

Pa——

Huang Kaiwen tapped the ball with his left foot, sped up, and dashed past Gattuso.

Unable to adjust his center of gravity again, Gattuso reached back, barely grasped Huang Kaiwen’s jersey before being shaken off, falling backward onto the grass.

Damn it, Kevin, you don’t play fair at all!

Gattuso looked towards the stands.

His eyesight wasn’t that great, but he knew his daughter was sitting there.

He had wanted to use his performance to patch up the relationship with his little sweetheart.

But it seems he failed again today.

Pirlo and Odo didn’t wait at all, rushing towards the right flank together.

Ambrosini was also ready to start on the side.

Raul hurriedly moved aside from the center, running over to assist.

Pa——

While running, Huang Kaiwen lifted his left foot, pretending to pass horizontally to Raul, then turned around and kicked the ball back.

Marcelo quickly advanced with the ball.

After continuously accelerating and changing pace past his opponent, he swung his left foot in the forward area.

Pang——

The shot was very sudden. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Neither side’s players made much movement, and the ball had already flown straight towards the goal.

Dida reacted quickly, diving to block the long shot precariously, and Ramos ran from the center to the right, receiving the ball and kicking it into the stands.

"Real Madrid’s first attack had two consecutive shots, showing that Marcelo’s appearance reflects Capello’s intention. Today’s Real Madrid aims to focus on attack."

"Yes, Real Madrid’s two full-backs are pressing very high. Just after the start, both appeared in AC Milan’s penalty area, a scenario Maldini should be familiar with, as he used to play like this with Cafu."

"Huang Kaiwen is in good shape today; AC Milan needs to be cautious."

Kaladze and Nesta were discussing defensive strategies.

Capello was already shouting from the sidelines, cursing loudly: "Damn it!!! Kevin passed you the ball, can’t you pass it back to him? After giving you the ball, Kevin had already moved to the side, if you passed it there, Kevin could cut inside from the left side of the penalty area and shoot. Do you think your shot is better than Kevin’s? I put you on the field to assist Kevin in attack, not for Kevin to assist you, got it, idiot?"

Marcelo walked back with his head down.

What else could he say?

Offending is ingrained in Brazilian defenders, he felt good and tried a shot, not expecting to get scolded for it.

Looking up, he saw Ramos also running back, Marcelo thought Ramos might understand his feelings.

"I think the coach is right, you shouldn’t have taken the shot."

Ramos said, accelerating his run.

Leaving Marcelo standing there, thinking maybe the world isn’t wrong, but he himself is.

Milan organized an attack from the backfield.

Raul was still pressing aggressively.

It’s hard to imagine he’s a 30-year-old forward who almost played every game this season.

Raul never won the Ballon d’Or during his peak, but his consistency is extraordinary. Since joining the first team, he has played over 30 matches every season.

Except for his first season, he’s almost played around 45 matches every season.

This shows he isn’t easily injured.

Raul rushed to Pirlo, but didn’t immediately kick, purposely running to Pirlo’s side before suddenly stretching out his left foot.

Prepared, Pirlo turned and passed the ball horizontally to Gattuso.

Gattuso saw Huang Kaiwen rushing in, afraid of being intercepted by Huang Kaiwen, he turned and passed the ball long towards the left flank.

The quality of the pass was mediocre, Ambrosini lifted his foot but couldn’t stop it, the ball rolled towards the top of the arc.

He rushed up, wrestling for the ball with Guti, turning with a quick pass, Guti fell to the ground.

Pirlo observed the position of his teammates from the stands, pushed forward with his right foot, and immediately chipped a long pass.