novelraw Chapter 1842 - 491: Melon: Ah, I’m Dead
Chapter 1842 - 491: Melon: Ah, I’m Dead
Barzagli shouted.
Huang Kaiwen showed a trace of helplessness on his face.
Where’s the trust between people?
If everyone defends against the Yellow Ball King like this, it will be hard for him to score five goals in a match again; at most, he can score a fourth goal.
Since Barzagli wants to play, Huang Kaiwen decided to satisfy him.
Huang Kaiwen was no longer casually positioned; he stood in the center of the big penalty area, using his strength, and began to confront Chiellini.
This instead made it easier for Chiellini; others could at least locate Huang Kaiwen now.
Ramos already had an idea.
After hearing the whistle, he aimed at the position behind Huang Kaiwen and kicked out with his right foot.
This cross had quite a powerful force.
Huang Kaiwen did not disappoint him.
Sure enough, he immediately abandoned the confrontation and dashed towards the front right side of the small penalty area.
Suddenly losing the force of confrontation, Chiellini almost fell and had no way to keep up with Huang Kaiwen.
Merlot and Motta, standing nearby, could only abandon their targets and rush towards Huang Kaiwen together.
Motta was already standing behind Huang Kaiwen, pressing against his lower back to prevent him from turning around.
That should have been safe.
Motta finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next second, his eyes widened.
Huang Kaiwen merely twisted his body slightly, adjusting his direction, and then pressed his entire body’s center of gravity back onto Motta, who could only instinctively yield his position.
But yielding his position caused trouble.
Huang Kaiwen jumped awkwardly.
His upper body did not bend excessively backward but his left leg kicked high, making his whole body resemble a stapler.
At this moment, Huang Kaiwen’s left foot fiercely struck the back of the ball.
Bam—
Motta didn’t even have time to turn his head and felt a gust of wind brush past his face, followed by a burning pain in his ear.
Before he could think further, the reaction from Alpi Stadium had already informed him of the goal—the ball was in again!
"We have never won, we have never won, Kevin’s team can score as many goals as they want against us, we have never won..."
The Juventini sang a simple tune in the stands, finding joy in misery.
To the Juventus players, however, such songs were unbearably jarring.
The last time they defeated AC Milan, even counting friendly matches, was almost ten years ago.
Ten years.
Some people have gone from young boys to fathers of elementary school students.
Ten years ago, Pirlo was still dreaming of becoming the greatest striker in history.
Now, however, he could only witness Juventus in decline.
Even if he, the captain, remained loyal, he couldn’t see the day they would reach the other shore.
"Goal!!!!!!!!!!!"
"GoalGoalGoal!!!"
"Kevin Goal!"
"After returning to the wing, Kevin scored another and completed his hat-trick."
"Today Juventus parked the bus on the field but still couldn’t stop Kevin from scoring."
"From Chiellini to Motta and Merlot, Juventus’s defenders did their best, but just as mice can’t stop a lion, they had no way to stop Kevin."
"Juventus fans applauded Kevin; that’s Kevin’s charm. Even the opposing team’s fans can find joy in his performance. Juventus only lost three points, but their fans witnessed a great match."
"This was the first time Kevin switched positions twice in so many years. It was also the first time he’d played as a goalkeeper and then returned to the front line."
"I, along with the fans at Alpi Stadium and viewers around the world, witnessed this. Changing positions is a trivial matter for others, but every little thing about Kevin is a commemoration day for us!!!"
Huang Kaiwen smiled and clapped towards the stands.
He hadn’t expected Juventus fans to turn in his favor.
Nevertheless, with Juventus fans supporting him, he felt it necessary to show some gesture.
In the box, Andrea Agnelli smiled wryly and said, "I don’t know why I even come to the stadium. Every time I see Juventus lose, why don’t you sell Kevin to Juventus?"
"Trade with the Fiat Group?"
The young lady said irritably, "Even if you trade, I wouldn’t agree!"
In her heart, Huang Kaiwen was a priceless treasure.
Lesser Agnelli didn’t speak; arguing with a woman wasn’t wise.
He just wanted to ask why the team hadn’t arranged to play a friendly match in China at that time.
If Huang Kaiwen were in Juventus, Fiat might have already become the world’s most popular car brand!
As Juventus’s entire team hunkered down defensively, Guardiola also breathed a sigh of relief.
Now that Milan had used all its substitution chances, he had no way to take Huang Kaiwen off, even if he wanted to.
But by this point, Juventus had stopped attacking, so nothing should go wrong on the field.
After so many players were injured today, he shouldn’t have to pay a higher price.
Scoring only three goals may feel like underachievement for Huang Kaiwen!
Yet at this moment, Abbiati suddenly fell to the ground during a save attempt.
Guardiola almost rushed onto the field with the medical team.
He anxiously waited on the sideline, while Giovanni Nanni regretfully shook his head at the sidelines.
"What do you think about letting Inzaghi play as a goalkeeper?"
Guardiola turned to ask.
"If you’re not afraid of losing," Clemente replied.
Other than Huang Kaiwen, no other Milan player had the capability to substitute as a goalkeeper.
Guardiola could only watch as the equipment manager brought out the number 10 goalkeeper jersey again.
"Huang Kaiwen has put on the goalkeeper jersey once more. There are still seven minutes left in stoppage time, and who knows if AC Milan can hold on."