After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 105 - 0098 The Istanbul Miracle (Please subscribe, ask for monthly tickets!!!)_2

Chapter 105: 0098 The Istanbul Miracle (Please subscribe, ask for monthly tickets!!!)_2

From time to time, he made some unconventional saves.

"Dudek!"

"Today, both goalkeepers played excellently."

"Yeah, three goalkeepers, haha! The first half of overtime just ended, and players from both sides are returning to midfield to refuel and listen to the coach’s tactical arrangements."

"Milan’s players surrounded Huang Kaiwen, waiting for him to walk back with them."

"Huang Kaiwen’s performance truly deserves respect."

Surrounded by teammates, he walked toward the sideline.

Huang Kaiwen wore a smile on his face.

Being a goalkeeper feels really good.

The experience was better than he had imagined.

No wonder some people love playing as a goalkeeper.

Every successful save that led to an opponent’s frustrated face made Huang Kaiwen feel awesome.

"You should change your name to ’Wonder Kid’." Maldini said affectionately, draping an arm over Huang Kaiwen’s shoulders.

Nesta stood on the other side of Huang Kaiwen and gave a thumbs up, adding, "Let Nelson be your backup instead."

"No way, Kevin has to play up front."

He failed to secure a spot near Huang Kaiwen.

Kaka was already upset.

Now, hearing Nesta cajole Huang Kaiwen to play as a goalkeeper, he definitely couldn’t agree.

Without Huang Kaiwen,

who would he coordinate with up front?

Ancelotti approached with a smile, handed Huang Kaiwen a towel, and asked with concern, "Did you get hurt bumping into them just now?"

"No worries, I’m totally fine!"

Huang Kaiwen shrugged as he spoke.

In today’s game, who the hell could injure him would really suck for him.

The [Immunity Card] was too strong.

It’s a pity that today he played as a goalkeeper.

He couldn’t even perform his traditional antics.

Every time he used the [Immunity Card], not faking an injury somehow felt like something was missing.

Huang Kaiwen sighed with some regret.

Life is full of disappointments.

Being as handsome as him, Huang someone, also had his own helplessness.

Inzaghi, swapped off the field, obsequiously handed Huang Kaiwen a water bottle and then shouted loudly, "See? Missing the penalty today wasn’t my fault, it was because Kevin is too strong!"

"Exactly, exactly, Filippo is right."

"Having the nerve to talk about missing 14 penalties, if I were you, I’d find a secluded mountain to hide away in right now." Pirlo said, curling his lips.

Inzaghi didn’t talk back, pretending not to see Pirlo.

Suddenly, he turned and landed a punch on Pirlo’s arm, then quickly jumped back to keep his distance, fearful that Pirlo might chase after him to strike back.

Little did he know Pirlo was too exhausted to bother with his shenanigans.

The forums were even busier than before.

Despite the 5-hour time difference, it was already late at night back home.

Yet, that didn’t stop the excited fans from staying up late to watch the game.

"I’m really impressed, seriously, I have never admired anyone like this before, but from now on, Huang Kaiwen is my soccer king."

"Damn, Huang Kaiwen is truly badass. That triple save looked like it’s going straight to the "World Soccer" highlights."

"That triple save? I fucking suspect that the week’s top ten saves were ALL Huang Kaiwen, he freaking monopolized it!"

"Indeed, Huang Kaiwen is awesome!"

"Liverpool just has bad luck, more than 20 years to get back into the finals, only to meet Huang Kaiwen."

"After the game, Huang Kaiwen will definitely be tested for drugs, soccer games have post-match drug tests, right?"

"Yes, now I even suspect that Huang Kaiwen might be on something."

"Idiot upstairs, assessment complete. You could take a whole bottle and still not perform that brilliantly."

"When Huang Kaiwen gets back to the national team, let him play as the goalie and see who can score against us."

"Damn, that would actually work!!!"

"You’re thinking too much, according to Huang Kaiwen’s injury pattern, he’s about to be subbed off." freēwēbηovel.c૦m

"No, if he’s subbed off, I’m definitely done for."

...

In front of Liverpool’s coaching area.

The atmospheric pressure felt somewhat lower.

Benitez was setting up tactics.

Liverpool players were also listening.

But it almost seemed like a routine.

Huang Kaiwen’s performance was really demoralizing.

Today they managed to withstand the pressure to level the score by 3 goals, then received a huge gift, Dida’s red card package, and Milan had no substitutions left.

To them, the overtime seemed like a freebie.

If it had been a golden goal rule, they could have even ended the match in the first minute of overtime.

But the situation was completely different from what they had imagined.

From the abyss to heaven, then crashing back down harshly into hell.

Their emotions were like riding a roller coaster, up and down, never knowing where they would land.

More than physically, it was mentally exhausting!

They took on some fluids.

The entire Liverpool team, exhausted, walked back onto the field.

With the referee’s whistle.

The second half of the overtime began.

After Milan kicked off, Kaka passed back.

Cisse pressed hard, Pirlo also passed back.

Nesta turned and tapped the ball back to Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen controlled the ball with his instep, took a couple of steps, and waited in the penalty area for Liverpool players to approach.

Every move demonstrated the aura of a top goalkeeper.

It absolutely did not look like a temporary stint.

Zhang couldn’t help but wonder, "Huang Kaiwen is getting better and better, but I want to know how he improved so fast. Just moments ago he seemed a bit panicked, now he seems no different from a keeper who has played hundreds of matches."

"Perhaps that’s just genius, like how we can’t understand Einstein."

Huang Jianxiang didn’t see any issue.

"Probably so." Coach Zhang, a former goalkeeper, could only nod.

These geniuses are really demoralizing.

"Cisse pressed forward, Huang Kaiwen passed the ball to the left wing, Maldini took it and moved forward, then passed back! You can tell the players are exhausted, the desire to attack this second half of overtime is much less than the first half."

"Definitely, like staying up late, after you get through the sleepiness you don’t feel sleepy anymore, but if you think about resting for a few minutes, the moment you hit the bed you immediately feel tired and sleepy again. They’ve played for over 100 minutes without feeling much, but every break is a test for the players, the fatigue doesn’t disappear, it’s just suppressed by dopamine, temporarily unfelt."

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