Chapter 1840 - 491: Gua: Ah, I’m Dead
Chapter 1840 - 491: Gua: Ah, I’m Dead
"I think maybe Gigi should be your backup, Gigi as a goalkeeper always seems so lazy."
"Among all the goalkeepers in the world, only Kevin’s goal hasn’t been broken by a penalty."
Huang Kaiwen smiled as he walked to the sidelines with his teammates.
From the stands at Alpi Stadium, one could see all facets of life.
Among the cheering Rossoneri fans, there were a few who were so calm, thinking this was just Huang Kaiwen’s normal performance.
The home team’s fans covered their faces, looking disappointed, while some others just gave up and applauded Huang Kaiwen’s remarkable performance.
Even the calls for Del Neri to leave had quieted down significantly.
Juventini had suffered enough over the years, one more coach hardly made a difference.
"Kevin, we’ll sub you back in later."
Guardiola came forward and said.
No choice.
Damn!
Huang Kaiwen as a goalkeeper seemed more absurd than in the forward position.
At least Huang Kaiwen was a professional attacking player, scoring goals and beating opponents wasn’t considered an extraordinary display.
But Huang Kaiwen stood in front of the goal line as steady as Van der Sar.
More crucially, Guardiola remembered, his good friend Mourinho, when coaching Chelsea, was once caught off guard by Huang Kaiwen’s long-distance run from the goalkeeper position.
If Huang Kaiwen scored a goal from the goal line again, by tomorrow there might just be an airplane landing gear falling from the sky while he’s getting his car.
"All good, coach."
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
He wasn’t too concerned about where he played.
As long as the salary was enough, the Yellow Ball King was the most obedient player.
Over a hundred million a season, money this amount was hard to earn even in over a decade playing in the Middle East.
The Yellow Ball King had nothing to be dissatisfied with.
Both teams started moving towards the tunnel.
Pirlo and Abbiati, these two old teammates, looked at each other across the tunnel, both left warming up and preparing to play in the second half.
However, their moods were completely different.
Abbiati loved Milan, while Pirlo was devoted to Turin.
One peaked in his career as a substitute, while the other was nearing the end of his playing days.
Preparing to play at the same time.
Former teammates could only be opponents today.
Pirlo’s face was full of seriousness, while Abbiati showed no signs of nervousness.
Sometimes, one’s own ability isn’t the most important thing.
As long as you’ve got the right teammates, championships come easy.
When Abbiati retires, he could grab Kane and Lehmann by the collar and ask them what championships they have, the two of them combined wouldn’t amount to one of his!
"I feel like players with surnames starting with ’I’ are the strongest."
Inzaghi shamelessly declared in the locker room, after all, his surname starts with ’I’.
"Ha, those starting with ’K’ are the strongest."
Gattuso looked at Huang Kaiwen and said.
"Hahaha, idiot!"
Inzaghi pointed at Gattuso and laughed, "Kevin’s last name is Huang, it begins with ’H’, you muscle-headed guy."
"Bastard, I’ll kill you!"
Gattuso tried to throw a shoe, but Inzaghi hid behind Kaka, so he dropped his shoe and chased after him instead.
"Kevin, can you think of a lineup with the same starting letter?"
Kaka curiously asked.
"It’s quite simple. The question is about the lineup’s strength, like players with last names starting with ’A’ are numerous. Your national team teammates with Alves plus Ayala, Alderweireld, Abidal, that’s a defensive line. The midfield could be Albertini, Xabi Alonso, and Arshavin, I think it’s a pretty strong lineup."
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
"Impressive!"
Guardiola marveled.
Huang Kaiwen almost instantly came up with seven players.
He believed the remaining goalkeeper and forward wouldn’t stump Huang Kaiwen either.
Last names starting with ’A’ are quite niche compared to those starting with ’R’ or ’M’.
Guardiola clapped and said, "I’m glad you’re all playing some brain games in the locker room, so let me join in too. The day after tomorrow, gather a lineup of players with last names starting with ’B’ that you’re most satisfied with, and let’s all vote. Whoever wins gets to assign someone, including me, to do something that’s not too much."
The atmosphere in the locker room immediately became lively.
The players weren’t short of money, they preferred games like this that could embarrass their teammates.
Huang Kaiwen nodded with a smile.
In his heart, he silently gave a thumbs up to Guardiola.
Aside from being a bit unpredictable, he really knew how to bond with players.
The match had half time left, and many Milan players were already thinking about how to configure their ’B’ starting lineup.
After the teammates all went out, Kaka quietly walked over to Huang Kaiwen and said, "Kevin, Alderweireld’s real surname is Dos Santos."
"Yes, Mr. Leite."
Huang Kaiwen teased with a smile.
He did it on purpose.
By always appearing flawless, it would make teammates feel distant.
When the teammates realized, they’d come to the sudden realization, ah, Kevin makes mistakes too.
But coming up with a lineup with surnames starting with ’A’ is really not easy.
"As the second half kicks off, both sides have made substitutions. Abbiati replaced Rakitic, Huang Kaiwen returned to his winger position, and Pirlo came in for Matri who missed the penalty."
"Both sides subbed from the left wing, but it seems Ibrahimovic and Motta are clashing again, shouting at each other across their respective halves."
"Guardiola is calling Inzaghi over, it looks like he’ll be subbing out Ibrahimovic. Ibrahimovic, with that fiery temper. Today’s misfortune, coupled with the boos from the Juventus fans, must be quite infuriating."
"Yes, that’s it. This match has been quite exciting, and Huang Kaiwen is undoubtedly the standout player of the first half, stepping in as a goalkeeper and successfully saving a penalty."
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