Chapter 2137 - 551: This Is Youth
In the history of soccer, no team has ever lost a 14-point lead in six rounds.
On April 14th, after Milan’s 2:1 narrow victory over Bologna, the calls for a championship grew louder.
With five rounds remaining in Serie A, Milan led by 14 points, and they only needed 2 points from the next 5 matches to win the championship.
Thus, the fires of the UEFA Champions League reignited.
The Bayern and Real Madrid match was the day before Milan’s.
Huang Kaiwen invited Messi, Kaka, and other nearby teammates to his home to watch the match.
Inzaghi showed up uninvited.
"Filippo, you don’t live nearby; it’ll be late by the time you get home after the match,"
Huang Kaiwen reminded him.
Holding a plate of food meant for infants, Inzaghi said with a full mouth, "No problem, I can stay at Sergio’s place."
Kaka said disdainfully, "This wasn’t prepared for you; I was just buying some stuff, planning to take it home later."
"No worries, I’ll give it a taste test for Paul,"
Inzaghi smacked his lips and said, "This stuff tastes weird; I think it should be improved."
At 7:45 PM, Howard Webb blew the starting whistle.
Messi curiously asked, "Kevin, who do you think will win?"
"I don’t know; both teams have similar strengths,"
Huang Kaiwen replied.
Messi nodded, feeling the same way.
Inzaghi leaned his head on Messi’s shoulder and asked, "Who do you all hope will win?"
"Bayern!"
Ramos and Kaka said in unison.
"What about you, Kevin?"
Messi asked.
"Bayern as well, I guess,"
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
"Little Kevin’s the most vengeful; he definitely doesn’t like Real Madrid,"
Inzaghi said with an air of authority.
Huang Kaiwen didn’t elaborate, mainly because he didn’t want to see Ozil.
"Fine, today I’ll support Real Madrid, otherwise it wouldn’t be fun,"
Inzaghi said, "A thousand bucks, you in or not."
Huang Kaiwen put down the mineral water, saying with a mixed expression, "Can’t you just enjoy a match peacefully?"
"Betting with teammates during a match isn’t illegal," Inzaghi grinned cheekily.
"Alright then, I’m in,"
Huang Kaiwen nodded, and everyone bet on Bayern.
Even Messi didn’t escape.
But it wasn’t long before His Majesty the Emperor was struck a blow.
Bayern took a corner, and amidst chaos, an unguarded Ribery fired a clean shot into the goal.
A disappointed Inzaghi shouted at the TV, "Show some courage, you are Real Madrid, noble and dignified!"
Messi stifled laughter, struggling to keep it in.
Kaka turned and said, "Ignore him, he’s not a Real Madrid fan, just anxious about losing 4000 bucks to us."
"What, should I expect to lose to you?"
Inzaghi said irritably.
Real Madrid wasn’t doing well on the field, even his tone changed.
Huang Kaiwen shook his head and asked Ramos, "Has Francis come to see you recently?"
"Yeah, he often makes time to come practice boxing, and he runs over every time, Gennaro’s really put him through the paces before,"
Ramos nodded and said.
"Since he wishes to learn, teach him well,"
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
Ramos said, "I will, but he’s still young, we need to be cautious."
Huang Kaiwen silently gave a thumbs up.
A good brother indeed, focusing on the heart rather than prowess for a young one.
Didn’t expect Ramos to be quite adept at mentoring.
Although Ronaldo assisted a teammate in the second half, Lahm still set up Gomes for a winner before the final whistle.
Bayern took the lead in the two-legged tie.
Displeased, Inzaghi said, "Today Real Madrid played really poorly, they didn’t have many chances."
"Mainly because Bayern’s defensive focus on the left was tight, Di Maria didn’t have much impact,"
Huang Kaiwen said.
If Di Maria had played well, he would still be quite dangerous.
Lahm was glued to Ronaldo the whole time, with Di Maria not making much impact, Real Madrid’s attack naturally floundered.
Heynckes’ team demonstrated quite a solid defense.
The few chatted a bit more before heading home.
...
Chelsea players were also watching the game at the hotel.
Terry threw the remote aside and said, "Our opponents tomorrow won’t be so easy, everyone should be careful."
"Sigh."
Cech sighed deeply.
He almost wanted to pretend to be sick to skip Milan, but couldn’t bear to.
Who knows what it’s like facing Huang Kaiwen, who just shot a ball at 245 km/h, while already fearing head injuries after being hurt.
Drogba comforted, "Don’t worry, Kevin has a nostalgic heart, he wouldn’t do anything to your steel man."
"Then you guard the goal tomorrow?"
Cech responded irritably.
Drogba smiled sheepishly, "Even if I wished to, the coach wouldn’t agree."
"Someone bragged about being good at basketball, yet lost his shorts in front of Kevin!"
Cech continued to mock.
Drogba raised his hands in surrender, "OK, OK, I’ll head back to my room."
Hearing this, Ancelotti, who had been standing at the door for a while, turned and left.
Click—
Tassotti looked up at Ancelotti and asked, "How’s it going with the players?"
"Not great, they’re all worried about tomorrow’s match,"
Ancelotti raised his eyebrows and said, "Kevin’s presence is too intimidating; the players are worried before even kicking off."
"Nothing we can do about that."
Tassotti shrugged, "Kevin’s played for so many years and hasn’t lost yet, that’s their biggest card. If I had such an opponent, I’d worry too."
"Yep, so right now, we can only rely on our new machine."