I'm Kaka Kaka

Chapter 404 Defense Wins?

Kaka dribbled the ball straight to the middle, while Torres and Van Persie were in ambush on both sides.

Inter Milan has surrendered from the coach to the players to the fans, with the only exception being Toldo.

The Inter Milan goalkeeper, who was lying on the ground with blood on his face a few minutes ago, was like a tiger descending a mountain, and he rushed towards Kaka without fear.

Kaka had no time to adjust, and calmly pushed the bottom right corner of the goal.

Although judging from the rolling direction, the ball was going to roll out of bounds, but Kaka used the inside of his foot to create a curved ball, so he was very confident that the ball would come back.

He was already preparing to celebrate the victory, but at this moment, Toldo was possessed by a god, and he fell to the ground decisively, and the fingers of his right hand touched the football.

The direction of the football changed and the castration slowed down. Kaka hurriedly chased after him, but Toldo didn't give him a chance to make amends. He jumped up immediately, and pressed the football under him like a vicious dog.

Kaka kicked Toldo and rolled over him.

"God-like Toldo! He actually blocked Kaka's push!"

"If I remember correctly, this is the first time Kaka missed a single goal! Remember his name! The patron saint of Inter Milan, San Toldo!"

Toldo rushed out with the ball in his hands.

The camera turned on him immediately.

The mud and blood on his body, coupled with the miracle he just created, coupled with the tragic background of Inter Milan's coffin-carrying campaign, a kind of emotion called "tragic" rushed into the hearts of all the viewers in a very impactful way.

Chelsea players can't feel this kind of tragedy, but Inter Milan players who have been fed chicken soup for more than ten days can, and so can the audience who witnessed Toldo's image outside the field.

Toldo ran to the edge of the penalty area and threw the ball hard to Ballack.

Ballack securely parked the ball, and then went straight down the middle into Chelsea's hinterland.

Essien himself went up to Ballack, while pointing to Robben on the wing.

Falcao hurried to Robben.

Robben, who had been silent for [-] minutes, seemed to be resurrected with full blood at this moment, and ran wildly, breaking through Falcao's blockade in two or three seconds.

Ballack's pass flew over immediately.

"Aryan Robben! He is flying on the left side of Chelsea! This is the Peter Pan we are familiar with!"

Fans of the authorities, Chelsea on the field only regarded this goal as an ordinary attack. Although they were cautious, there was no psychological pressure, but Ancelotti jumped up nervously from his seat on the sidelines and trot to the sidelines.

The sudden temperament of Inter Milan made him a little flustered.

From the perspective of quantum mechanics, it is called momentum.

Now and then the world and the earth are all in the same force, this person has the same power, and everything he does seems to be cheating, just like the current Robben.

Gianluca Gianluca was the first to greet him.

"Gambrotta and Robben's winger duel, Robben is a left-footed player, but he can play on both sides, but this game he played on the left, generally speaking, left-footed players are more suitable for cutting inside when playing on the right, but Robben is an exception, no matter which side his inside cut is unsolvable..."

Giggs, Figo, Pires and others are getting old, and now there are more and more voices calling Robben the world's number one winger. Zambrotta and Maicon have naturally focused on research before the game, so don't be too familiar with Robben's cut inside.

Sure enough, Robben made an inward cut, and suddenly dunked the ball inward with his left foot.

Zambrotta was very concentrated and immediately stretched out his feet to intercept, but he still blocked an empty space.

The Italian defender was shocked, but he was somewhat prepared, his body center of gravity was not lost, and he immediately put his foot on the cross.

Terry in the penalty area also yelled, and Maicon, who came to support from another side, was responsible for defending Drogba, while he rushed to block Robben's shooting route.

After cutting inside and shooting, Robben's tag was gone.

No one saw it. At this second, Mourinho suddenly clenched his fists, his eyes fixed on Robben's feet, and he kept saying, "Pass, pass, pass..."

Of course Ancelotti didn't have time to pay attention to Mourinho, but he saw something more conspicuous.

"Watch out Adriano!"

Without his reminding, Lucio had already found out, and rushed towards Adelaide like crazy.

Aldridge rolled into the box like a tiger tank, and Robben faked the pass and pushed the ball in front of him.

Ade lifted his left foot and slammed it at the football.

Lucio jumped up lightly and turned sideways to block the drop line of the shot, but the expected sharp pain did not come.

The Brazilian defender fell into an ice cellar.

Ade's left foot fell lightly, he dunked the ball to the right, and then his rare right foot went straight to the goal.

Drogba and Maicon chased up together, and fell to the ground with sliding tackles at the same time. The difference was a shot and a block.

The result was that the shot was successful, and the blocking hair was not blocked.

Cech made the right judgment, but the timing was one step too late.

The football crosses the goal line, 1-0.

"GOAL! Inter Milan's wonderful teamwork! Toldo, Ballack, Robben, Adriano, Drogba, in 30 seconds, five people made a wonderful save, four successful passes and one successful shot! This is a textbook quick counterattack! Chelsea's biggest mistake was Kaka missed a single goal, and Essien intercepted Ballack and missed Adriano!"

"Roben is nicknamed 'Luo Buchuan' by Chinese fans, because as soon as football comes to his feet, there are only three results: being robbed, missing and scoring. But now, a selfless Robben allows us to see the fourth possibility."

"Oh, crazy Mourinho! Look what he's done?"

After scoring the goal, Drogba frantically ran to the sidelines, and came a kneeling glider more than ten meters away, leaving a deep three-bar behind him. Aldridge, Robben, Ballack, Cambiasso and others also rushed over and were about to hug Drogba. Then they saw a figure wearing leather shoes and a suit running frantically from the sidelines.

Not only the fans of Inter Milan, but all the neutral fans applauded and cheered excitedly.

In mobilizing emotions, Mourinho really has magic.

Inter Milan's celebration was crazy, but shorter than expected.

"I don't need to tell you what to do? Defend! Defend! I can tell you, we've won! We're going to be European champions! Now get back on the pitch and tell them, fuck the Premier League champions! Fuck the blue terror!"

Mourinho put his left and right hands on the shoulders of Robben and Adelaide respectively, and his face was directed at Ballack and Drogba, as if he was performing a show of language skills. He said it in Italian, but it was not satisfying, so he repeated it in English.

The camera shifted quickly and aimed at Kaka.

Tightly pursed lips, stern expression, no eyes of sadness and joy.

Torres and Van Persie followed Kaka and kept peeking at him, probably trying to see some emotion from his face.

"what happened?"

Torres: "Want to see if you cry."

Van Persie: "I don't think it's a big deal if a shot is blocked compared to shooting the ball in the keeper's face."

Torres: "Aha? If you want to comfort someone, comfort them well. What do you mean by me?"

"It's called using contrast to do harm."

"There's something wrong..."

Kaka reached out and pressed them hard on the back of their heads, "Do I need comfort? Toldo's gloves are still hanging in my collection room."

The Inter Milan fans, who were still happy, felt their joy was suddenly greatly reduced at the moment that face appeared on the screen.

There is no way, I have been taught by this guy too many times.

They should have laughed at Kaka, but the experience of the Milan Derby in the past few years told them that laughing too early can easily hurt their faces.

"Kaka... Since his debut in 2001, he has never missed a single-handed goal in an official game with clear records, but it is the first time in such an important game. It really shouldn't be."

"Instead of regretting for Kaka, I think it's better to cheer for Toldo. For Inter Milan, this ball is really not easy. This is the best reward for tenacity."

As expected by the whole world, the best way for Inter Milan to protect this award is of course defense.

Extreme defense.

Apart from Robben and Drogba, one nailed in the penalty area and one jumping up and down the wing, others, including Ballack and Adriano, were involved in the defense.

Offense wins fans, defense wins.

I don't know if the second half of the sentence is correct, but the first half of the sentence must be correct.

Conversely, no one likes a team that's nearly full on defense.

No need to talk about the art of defense, elegant city walls and the like. For fans, disgusting defense and beautiful defense are probably the difference between shit-flavored chocolate and chocolate-flavored shit.

Either way, no one would want to eat it anyway.

　Win, win, win, I feel disgusted if I lose like this.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)