Chapter 2150 - 554: Happy Birthday, Brother
Unfortunately, Ancelotti reacted too quickly, clearing the suspicion before any reports could start.
"Do you think the last goal of today was valid?"
Asked the reporter.
"I saw that goal, and it wasn’t a legitimate one."
Terry said: "I didn’t expect the referee to blow it valid. By the time I reacted, I couldn’t tell the referee, because this goal was really important."
Terry’s words directly helped Ancelotti out, taking the responsibility on himself.
No more topics were left.
A reporter asked: "Carlo, who are the new members of your coaching team?"
"You mean Sam?"
Ancelotti raised his eyebrows and said: "He’s an expert we hired. Sam used modern methods to calculate which tactics would best restrict Milan. You’ve seen the results; apart from the unexpected in the game, today there really wasn’t much difference, which is completely different from Milan playing other teams."
"Yes, what kind of method is it?"
The reporter pursued further.
Ancelotti said uncertainly: "I’m not too sure on the specifics, I think it’s called intelligent workers. It means having computers calculate for you, simulating many outcomes. It requires a lot of computer parts, high-tech GTX680, you know what I mean, we used a lot of that model of graphics card, and we’ve already achieved excellent results. It’s a cross-era technology that can calculate unlimited possibilities."
The reporters weren’t interested in Ancelotti’s words at all.
Because Ancelotti had previously educated them about Willingness Power.
Ancelotti’s idea of cross-era wasn’t quite the same as theirs.
The reporters finally turned their attention to the Milan side.
"Can Kevin and Mr. Guardiola make it for the second leg?"
Old Maldini said: "Currently, everything is unknown. I’m more familiar with Pep’s situation. He should take some time to rest, perhaps he should go straight for surgery."
"If Kevin and Mr. Guardiola both miss the second leg, will it affect AC Milan’s chance to reach the final?"
The reporter pursued further.
Gattuso directly grabbed the microphone and said: "Of course, it will, but we will also give it our all."
"Why give it your all? For Kevin’s record or Milan’s UEFA Champions League?"
A reporter asked in an unfriendly tone, his Italian clearly accented.
Gattuso didn’t get angry, he calmly said: "For Milan’s next Champions League, and also for Kevin’s record. Kevin’s record is Milan’s record. If it were for my record, it couldn’t be said to be for Milan, but that’s Kevin, he can represent Milan, and every one of us is willing to fight for him, fighting for Kevin is fighting for Milan."
"Can you talk about today’s last goal, what would you have chosen?"
Italian reporter asked.
Gattuso nodded and said: "I know some Chelsea players hid what they saw. If it were on the national team stage, I wouldn’t say either, because in such situations, the goal is important, so Marco Materazzi is a hero to me."
"What if it’s on the UEFA Champions League stage, Milan trailing."
The reporter pursued further.
Gattuso looked at him as if looking at an idiot, and after a few seconds, said: "Idiot, we have Kevin!"
With one sentence, today’s press conference ended.
The entire Milan team immediately rushed to the hospital.
And they were followed by Chelsea’s bus.
The two teams that were fiercely battling on the field, chatted quite pleasantly at the hospital entrance.
They all went upstairs with some gifts, only to see Huang Kaiwen was sitting there licking an ice cream cone, the eyes of several young nurses were about to sparkle.
"How come you’re all here together?"
Huang Kaiwen stood up and asked.
"Just wanted to see how you are doing."
Terry said with a smile: "Chelsea has a special plane anyway, delaying a bit of boarding time is no problem."
"I am fine, I can play in the next leg."
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
"Huh?"
The whole corridor, the players from both sides had almost the same reaction.
But the emotional tone expressed was completely different.
Terry asked again: "Can you really play?"
"Of course, with our relationship, there’s no need for me to lie to you, and tease you along with the coach. After an examination, I just have a slight muscle strain, it won’t take a few days to recover."
Huang Kaiwen explained.
Gattuso was full of joy on his face.
Terry’s disappointment flashed away, and he said: "That’s good, we’ll try to truly defeat you in both legs!"
"Good luck."
Huang Kaiwen patted Terry on the shoulder and said.
"Hey, didn’t you forget something?"
Cech, holding flowers, said.
"Thank you for your flowers?"
Huang Kaiwen tentatively asked.
"Your last goal speed was too fast, it completely violated our agreement." Cech said uncomfortably: "After that goal, I broke out in a cold sweat."
"Sorry, I’ll be more careful next time."
Huang Kaiwen said.
Cech indeed overreacted a bit, but Huang Kaiwen could understand his concern.
Seeing Huang Kaiwen’s attitude, Cech didn’t say anything more.
As Huang Kaiwen was fine.
The entire Chelsea team went to the airport.
Huang Kaiwen and his teammates went home respectively.
There were quite a few hot topics at the press conference, but no one expected.
A piece of news not valued by the reporters became a big story.
San Francisco and Milan have a nine-hour time difference, many Silicon Valley companies went straight to meetings after lunch.
NVIDIA’s stock price surged all the way up.
Some quick-reacting dealers also made adjustments.