Football: My AI System Provides Max-Level Predictions

Chapter 594 - 402: Buy Out Surrounding Stores’ SG Sole Sneakers! Counterattack, Starting Now! _2

"Hehe, that’s all I get from this commission. I’ve been commentating for Sky Sports for ten years, saliva drying out, and I still haven’t made as much."

"Jokes aside, Tang’s strength and potential far surpass our Bonazzoli. Teachers love good students, that’s understandable."

Ronaldo sees everyone teasing him, but he doesn’t get angry;

And clinks glasses with fellow Adriano, downing the champagne in one go.

"Don’t talk nonsense, I like both the guys. Tang is indeed strong, but Bonazzoli isn’t bad either. At 19, he’s playing as a main player for Inter, how many of you here played as main players in big clubs before 20?"

Ronaldo’s words made the Inter Milan club legends nod frequently.

Definitely.

Tang Long is strong, but Bonazzoli isn’t bad either!

At least among Italian players of his age group, he’s an absolute leader!

"And you say you’re not biased?"

Materazzi stirs the pot again, deliberately shaking the champagne bottle in front of Ronaldo, scaring Ronaldo into stepping back.

"If you’re not biased, why didn’t you celebrate Bonazzoli’s second goal with that beautiful pendulum?"

Ronaldo heard and opened his mouth;

The words stuck in his mouth and he swallowed them back hard.

Bonazzoli’s second goal was indeed very impressive!

Successive pendulums blew past Premier League ’Best Defender’ Kompany for two consecutive seasons, created an open shot, and scored smoothly.

This trick made the VIP box Inter Milan legends burst into applause!

"My God, he actually used the pendulum!"

"Haha, even Premier League’s Best Defender is just so-so. Our little Bonazzoli swayed him so much, he couldn’t find his way!"

"Don’t say, this move has the style of Ronnie in his younger days!"

"It’s all thanks to the master’s teachings, Ronnie, don’t you agree?"

As everyone began to congratulate Ronaldo, praising him for mentoring a great pupil.

Ronaldo remained silent.

Not only was he speechless, but he also frowned, seemingly worried about Bonazzoli.

Ronaldo just thought, "Bonazzoli’s pendulum is beautiful, but from what I know of him, his physical flexibility can’t support such a big swing. Today’s awful field is really unsuitable for dribbling. Hopefully, this kid won’t get injured, especially his knees..."

...

Inside the visitors’ locker room of Manchester City.

Assistant Rein rushed in with a big bag, followed by several people, each carrying large woven bags.

A few noises, the boxes of shoes from the bags spilled everywhere.

"Shoe sizes are written on it, hurry up, choose your boots!"

The players rushed, especially the starting 11, who scrambled in front, searching for their respective sized boots.

"Puma, are there any Pumas? My sponsor is Puma; I can’t wear anything else, or I’ll get fined!" Kolarov said.

"I want kangaroo leather, not synthetic ones!" Agüero opened box after box marked with size 41, dropping shoes to the ground.

"Why are all of them with laces?" Sterling scratched his head in frustration, "I’m used to lace-less ones, and they must be Adidas!"

The locker room was chaotic, shoeboxes flew everywhere, new shoes scattered on the floor.

Originally, when Klichy slipped and fell in the first half, causing the team to lose the first goal.

Coach Pellegrini felt that if they continued playing like this, they’d keep conceding goals!

His gut told him the usual FG boots Manchester City uses were unreliable on this slippery field, and they needed SG boots like Inter players to stand a fighting chance!

Since Inter sprang a surprise, Manchester City’s preparation lacked SG boots, so Pellegrini immediately sent Assistant Rein to buy SG stud boots from shops around the stadium.

"Buy as many as you can, hurry up and stock up!"

Fortunately, Rein had the entire team’s size data and, with a few fellows, darted out of the stadium to buy shoes.

They first went to the nearest shop under the stadium, an Inter Milan Club official store.

However, the manager recognized them as Manchester City’s staff and refused to sell them any shoes.

Rein was furious, but he didn’t have time to argue as they had less than an hour left.

He quickly pulled out navigation, and the three of them split into three paths, taking taxis to three nearby sports stores.

There were very few SG boots because the studs are so long that amateur footballers don’t use them, and finding the right sizes for the players, Rein and the shop assistants rummaged through the warehouse top to bottom; together with two other Manchester coaches, the three searched three stores and only got 16 pairs of SG boots altogether.

(SG sole, longer, fewer studs, providing stronger grip than FG)

Fortunately, they matched the sizes for the starting players.

As for the substitutes, there’s no way to address them now.

Even though the boots arrived, time was tight, and they couldn’t be fussy about brands and styles.

So, Adidas, Nike, Puma, Umbro, Mizuno, and so on, every brand was there.

"Stop being picky, don’t dilly-dally. If there’s a pair that fits, wear it," Pellegrini shouted in frustration, "Is the championship more important or the sponsor’s fine? At this point, you’ve got to be clear!"