Chapter 2200 - 565: I Will Go, and Bring It Back With My Own Hands
"No, after the match ends, Inter Milan fans definitely won’t be in the mood to drink. Although Huang Kaiwen scored an own goal, but today it’s certainly Inter Milan who will lose."
Standing in the penalty area, Huang Kaiwen was a bit confused.
He himself didn’t expect to score an own goal.
But this time it was truly just a reflex, the ball was positioned perfectly.
"Kevin, don’t mind it!"
Buffon hurriedly came up to console him: "Everyone has scored an own goal before, Jankulovski once carried the ball into the goal himself, in 2002 Maldini cleared a sideline ball into the net, in 2005 UEFA Champions League, Nesta also scored for Schalke 04, helping the opponent draw 2:2..."
Huang Kaiwen was originally moved.
But as he continued listening, it started to feel off.
How does Buffon know so much about Milan players’ own goals?
Oh crap, is he a Xiao Hei?
Nesta was also glaring at Buffon.
Buffon awkwardly raised both palms and said: "You know, I used to be a Juventus player, knowing this kind of stuff is normal for Juventus players."
"Did you talk bad about me in the locker room?"
Nesta asked irritably.
"How could I, it was all Pirlo talking!"
Buffon replied without thinking.
Huang Kaiwen waved his hand with a mix of laughter and tears and said: "Forget it, don’t worry about me, one own goal won’t knock me down."
It’s just an own goal.
The fans in the stands, the teammates on the field, and the coach on the sidelines were all terribly worried.
Huang Kaiwen himself didn’t expect them to react so strongly.
Cesare Maldini rushed to the sidelines and shouted hard, telling the Yellow Ball King not to feel psychological pressure.
After warming up for half a day, Kroos could only walk up and ask: "Coach, can I go on the field?"
"Ah, Toni, you go on, today we are behind because we’ve been missing you."
Old Maldini replied dismissively.
In front of Huang Kaiwen, this silly kid wasn’t as significant.
Instead, Kroos felt motivated and directly charged toward the fourth official.
"AC Milan has made a substitution, Toni Kroos replaces Ambrosini, Cesare Maldini wants to put on a passer."
"Yes, today AC Milan’s midfield passing is indeed lacking, all three midfielders have a tough style, the passing lacks variety, with Kroos or De Bruyne on, things will definitely improve."
After Kroos took the field.
Inter Milan had already begun defending across the board.
They clearly intended to hold onto their advantage of two goals.
The fourth official on the sidelines had already raised the extra time board.
After getting the ball, Huang Kaiwen was a bit hurried, with no intention of entangling with Sannetti.
He nudged the ball with his right foot and forcibly moved toward the center.
Cambiasso and Guarin almost simultaneously charged toward Huang Kaiwen.
[Djokaf] was already pretty fast.
If he wasn’t afraid of getting injured today, Inter Milan’s players wouldn’t have been able to even touch the corner of Huang Kaiwen’s shirt.
Even with some control, Huang Kaiwen still maintained a speed advantage on the field.
Facing two players, Huang Kaiwen had no intention of slowing down; instead, he accelerated towards them.
This move bewildered Cambiasso and Guarin completely.
Just as the two were about to collide, Huang Kaiwen suddenly stumbled, the ball rolled past Cambiasso’s foot.
Huang Kaiwen himself suddenly changed direction, bumping shoulders with Cambiasso, staggered a few steps, and forcibly re-positioned, then charged towards the ball again.
"Kevin!!!"
"Kevin!!!"
"Kevin!!!"
The silence in the Nera Group made the joy of the away fans’ stands stand out even more.
One couldn’t tell that Inter Milan was leading by two goals now.
At the crucial moment, Samuel rushed out with a sliding tackle, getting to the ball first and clearing it away.
Huang Kaiwen had to slow down and leap over Samuel.
Seeing the ball fly to Ramos’ feet, Huang Kaiwen immediately ran back.
Ramos made a direct pass instantly.
Huang Kaiwen turned and kicked.
Bang—
Even without prior observation, this ball was quite precise, heading directly from the right front towards Inter Milan’s goal.
Dammit!
Cesar stood in front of the goal and jumped to block Huang Kaiwen’s shot.
But he cursed internally.
The power of this ball was immense.
He had no way to catch it, could only barely use both hands to push it upwards.
What scared him even more was that despite exerting effort, the ball was still heading towards the goal.
Cesar quickly turned and rushed back to the goal, barely pushing the ball up again with both hands on the goal line.
Duang—
The ball hit the inside of the crossbar and bounced; just as Cesar was ready to deal with the ball again, van Persie and Lucio rushed in front of him.
Van Persie, slightly ahead, seized the opportunity to stretch his head forward and head the ball into the net.
"Damn!"
Cesar angrily kicked the ball.
He had made two consecutive saves, but still couldn’t stop AC Milan’s goal.
This made him feel quite frustrated.
Beep,
Beep—
At this point, Rizzoli blew the whistle for halftime.
Huang Kaiwen lowered his head and walked back with his teammates.
Van Persie thought Huang Kaiwen was still upset about the own goal and consoled him: "Kevin, you’ve already scored two goals, and there’s still the second half, that own goal won’t affect anything."
"Don’t worry, Robin."
Huang Kaiwen smiled: "I’m just a bit regretful for not leveling the score; I still can’t get used to going into halftime trailing."
Van Persie was stunned.
Damn.
Was worrying for nothing.
But Huang Kaiwen indeed has the right to say such things.
In the midfield, he was constantly keeping an eye on Huang Kaiwen, knowing how tightly Inter Milan players were defending him.
Cambiasso, Sannetti, and Maicon, these three top players were almost fully focused on Huang Kaiwen, with Sannetti defending closely.