Chapter 2203 - 565: I’m Going, and I’ll Bring It Back Myself
Svanepoel screamed.
Only after noticing the attention of nearby fans did she lower her voice.
These models are also just looking for a rich man.
Even Miranda Kerr wouldn’t care about someone like Liu Tezuo. Svanepoel suspected that if Huang Kaiwen beckoned, that bitch would fly straight to Milan City.
Everyone’s in it for the money; no one should judge anyone else.
After being equalized, Inter Milan played more conservatively.
"Joey Obi is up for a warm-up again; Stramaccioni hesitated earlier about making a substitution, perhaps now he is thinking of securing a draw."
"Yes, but isn’t making a substitution now a bit risky? Who does he want to sub out? The Inter Milan players have been performing quite well today."
"Substitution made! Wow, surprisingly it’s Alvarez who performed well. This substitution signifies Inter Milan is fully committed to defense, with no intention to attack."
"The substitution’s impact was immediate; Ramos boldly pressed forward, passing the ball to Huang Kaiwen. Huang Kaiwen made a lob pass to van Persie, who chest-passed it back... Goal!!!!"
"Immediate impact, what was said... Removing Alvarez has reduced AC Milan’s pressure significantly, making it easier for them to attack."
"Indeed, but the collaboration between Huang Kaiwen and van Persie was beautiful. He moved to the center and swapped positions with Torres, then dropped back to let Ramos free up space. After receiving the ball, he initiated a one-two wall pass with van Persie, leading to a one-on-one finish. This goal surely feels familiar to van Persie, purely reminiscent of Arsenal style."
"No matter how you put it, AC Milan has taken the lead, Stramaccioni calls up Pazzini — surely he won’t sub out Milito who scored two goals? The decision to sub out Alvarez itself was a blunder, and if he replaces Milito, he’ll definitely face much post-match criticism."
But this time, it’s Guarin being substituted.
Inter Milan, initially intending to bolster defense, suddenly switched to enhancing attack.
Stramaccioni, within a few minutes, slapped his own face with the decision.
Many fans at the Meazza were astonished by his choices.
If the coach can’t figure out the team’s direction, players on the field naturally don’t know where the game is focused.
Sannetti looked toward the sidelines, hoping for an explanation from the coach.
He also wanted to communicate with teammates, ensuring the team’s unity in thought.
Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Stramaccioni shouted: "We’re trailing, strengthen the attack, let’s try to score another goal, settle for a draw, it’s better than admitting defeat."
Sannetti sighed and shook his head.
They could only accept what the coach said at this time.
He saw the fourth official discussing extra time from the sidelines, ready to raise the sign at any moment.
No more time to waste now.
"Score another! We cannot leave here losing!"
Sannetti shouted.
Immediately, Cambiasso responded to his call.
The two Argentinians are the backbone of Inter Milan.
They might not score a fantastic goal all season, but they run until the very last second of every game.
As the game restarted, Pazzini, newly on the pitch, showcased plenty of stamina.
As soon as he received the ball, he moved to the flank and surged forward.
Stramaccioni explained the current problems to him; the right flank couldn’t be pressed forward, relying only on the left and midfield for advancement.
Compared to the center, the left flank is surely easier.
Gattuso still sought out the ball-carrying Pazzini.
The opponent changed, thus he was less awkward.
Pazzini’s footwork wasn’t as awkward as Alvarez’s.
Facing off for a few seconds, Pazzini didn’t have confidence to get past Gattuso, opting for a turn and passing sideways.
The moment Sneijder received the ball, Kroos stepped forward stretching his leg, Sneijder flicked with his left foot’s exterior, immediately attempting to break through.
Naturally, Kroos wouldn’t allow it, turning around and extending his arm to block Sneijder’s path.
Van Bommel wanted to come over to assist.
As soon as he left his position, Sneijder quickly stopped dribbling, changed direction, and passed diagonally.
"Maicon, Maicon is joining the attack."
"Maicon charges forward, breaking through Antonini, sending a cross from the byline, and Buffon punches the ball out of the danger zone."
"Van Bommel kicks the ball forward; sure enough, Huang Kaiwen has run to the right flank."
Seeing Torres already with the ball, Huang Kaiwen turned sharply and dashed into the penalty area, applying pressure on the Inter defense along with van Persie.
Bang—
Torres fired a high-quality long shot from outside the box.
Huang Kaiwen and Samuel started almost simultaneously, charging into the penalty area.
Cesar punched the ball, but it didn’t clear far, landing right in front of the goal.
Samuel turned and raised his foot, aiming to clear the ball out.
But his balance wasn’t that great, he booted the ball high, still above his head.
Chance!
Seeing the position, Huang Kaiwen immediately had an idea.
As the ball descended, Huang Kaiwen turned and leaped, body fully extended, left leg pressing down, right foot swinging up.
Bang—
Huang Kaiwen’s right foot struck the side of the ball fiercely, and the ball almost instantly sailed over Cesar’s head, dropping into the far side of the goal.