Football: My AI System Provides Max-Level Predictions

Chapter 888 - 611: The Unforgettable Pain in C Luo's Life! He Can Score Goals Even with a Limp!

Tang Long continued to turn the pages in his hand, seeing the following words by Dilata, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Many years later, the Portuguese superstar Cristiano Ronaldo had left the top five leagues and joined the Riyadh Victory Team in Saudi Arabia."

"A local Saudi media personality asked him: Cristiano, do you have any regrets in your career?"

"C Luo's answer showcased his usual confidence."

"Regrets? Are you kidding, no regrets at all!"

"I've won 4 Ballon d'Ors, three Champions League titles, countless League Champions, and achieved a great feat with the Portuguese national team in 2016—we historically conquered Europe!"

"I have had an incredibly perfect career. Looking back, I am always proud and delighted by what I've achieved, and my children look up to me as a role model."

"Although C Luo said this, the Saudi interviewer was clearly prepared. He noticed the flicker in C Luo's eyes and pressed aggressively: What do you think of the 2016-2017 Champions League final?"

"At this moment, his gaze became increasingly evasive, he even dared not look into the eyes of the interviewer."

"Then, he started to shift the topic, talking about his life after moving from Europe to Saudi Arabia."

"C Luo's expressions and reactions couldn't lie; this was a genuine reflection of his inner feelings."

"Some say that the only regret in C Luo's career is the 2017 Champions League final, where they lost to Manchester City led by Tang Long, despite having a favorable situation."

"As for whether C Luo thinks so, he didn't explicitly say, but the author of this book believes it to be true."

"That year, 32-year-old C Luo faced 21-year-old Tang Long."

"Perhaps after that match ended, the Portuguese truly realized that the era belonging to him and Messi had sounded its distant horn."

"Tang Long would eventually become the undisputed number one in the soccer world. A legend thus began his life of exceptional brilliance!"

Over this past month, each time Tang Long read this chapter, he always felt a wave of curiosity in his heart.

When did C Luo react this way in an interview with Saudi journalists?

He didn't know, and even suspected that Dilata might have deliberately fabricated this part for hype.

After all, when he was still playing for Manchester City, Dilata was very adept at stirring up hot topics and headlines. Moreover, Dilata was an experienced journalist by nature, her profession was managing public opinion and creating topics.

But Tang Long had never called Dilata, who was far in New York, to ask about the real situation, because all of it no longer mattered.

In fact, what truly killed that Champions League match and made C Luo bow down in admiration was not Tang Long's goal after a rainbow flick.

When the score reached 4:3, this scoring battle hadn't ended there!

In the Cardiff Millennium Stadium, some Real Madrid fans had started leaving early. Clearly, they had no hopes for the team's last-minute comeback and were even thinking of leaving early to avoid the congested public transport.

But many fans had just gotten halfway out of the stadium when Tang Long scored another goal that felt like a knife to their bleeding hearts, painfully calling out in distress.

The Champions League final had reached the 121st minute, entering the last moments of stoppage time.

Real Madrid earned a set piece in a favorable position in the front half, although technically a set piece, the foul by Kolarov occurred near the corner flag, so positionally it was essentially a corner kick.

When positional play couldn't break through Manchester City's defense, this set piece for Real Madrid was more precious than gold.

"Everyone gets up there, crowd into the box!" C Luo commanded, Casemiro, Varane, Morata, and himself, all tall players proficient in headers, rushed into Manchester City's box.

Not to mention Ramos, who frequently scored with headers, at one time the Manchester City box was full of Real Madrid's header experts.

"Navas, you get up here too!"

No need for C Luo's command, Real Madrid's goalkeeper Navas was already striding out of his box, rushing into Manchester City's box on the other end.

Although his height was only just over 1.8 meters, his jumping ability was astonishing.

Clearly, for Real Madrid, it was a matter of using any means necessary, crowding the Manchester City box with players, seeing if this set piece could create a miracle, reaching a last-minute equalizer and dragging the match into a penalty shootout!

Manchester City was equally prepared, with all players converging in the box.

In an instant, the vast football field saw all 22 players gathered in the small penalty box.

Looking around, it was all legs and people, white Real Madrid jerseys and blue Manchester City jerseys intertwining and converging together, under the Cardiff Millennium Stadium's four giant floodlights, the colors were exceptionally striking.

Kroos took a deep breath to run up and kicked the set piece!

He delivered a high dropping inner curve, directly aiming for Ramos at the far post.

Marking Ramos was veteran Kolarov, although he was 4 cm taller than Ramos, he was far less precise in his judgment of the ball's landing point and his jumping was not as good as his opponent.

Ramos forcefully rounded in front, delivering a lion-like header!

"Get out!"

Manchester City goalkeeper Bravo let out a roar, punching Ramos's ball fiercely towards the air!