I'm Kaka Kaka

Chapter 433 The Flying Brazilian
"Hey? Hey? Hey? What happened? Adriano and Materazzi had a quarrel? Adriano raised his fist and hit Materazzi! Materazzi was knocked down by Adriano! It's crazy! What happened?"

Although no sound was heard, the audience felt a toothache just seeing the scene.

Ade made a beautiful swing, hitting Materazzi on the right cheek.

Materazzi fell directly, and could even be said to have flown out.

The audience even simulated in their minds the slow motion of the movie where Materazzi's teeth burst out when he fell to the ground...

"Adriano punches Materazzi!"

"It's a ring move! It's murder! Adriano is out of control! What the hell did Materazzi say to him?"

The sharp whistle sounded, and the referee rushed over while drawing cards.

The surrounding players trotted over immediately.

All kinds of voices in the stands paused obviously, and then exploded with a "boom".

"My God, what is he doing?"

"Oh my god, am I dreaming? This is the World Cup final!"

"Crazy! Crazy!"

"Is Adriano a pig?"

Adelaide glanced coldly at Materazzi who was covering his face and howling, then turned and walked out of the court.

He ignored the bright red card that the referee raised in front of his eyes.

The people around came up, but no one dared to approach. After Kaka came over, Ronaldinho and Robinho next to him unconsciously and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"What did he scold you for?" Kaka came to Ade's side and walked out with him.

"He scolded my family." The blood in Ade's head also went down. Although he still maintained a cold expression, there was already a trace of regret in his eyes.

"Oh, that's a good shot." Kaka patted him on the back and stopped, "I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Ade's expression couldn't hold back, "Huh?"

"Go down and have a good rest, and leave the rest to us." Kaka said relaxedly.

"Sorry, Kaka..."

Kaka smiled, turned around and walked back to the court, his face immediately became gloomy.

Don't persuade others to be kind to others without suffering.

Put him in Adelaide's position, maybe he can endure it, but it doesn't mean he is qualified to criticize others.

I have reminded what should be reminded, but the last thing I want to see still happened. What I should do next is to do what I can do.

As for Ade, it doesn't matter if you say it is bloody or reckless and stupid, it's like this anyway.

At least he is much luckier than Zidane, not the last game of his career, and now Brazil has not lost.

"This game was really unexpected! Brazil attacked with all its strength as soon as it came out, and played against Italy for more than ten minutes, but in a blink of an eye, Brazil's strongest firepower on the field was sent off with a red card, and it was still in such a jaw-dropping way."

"We know that Materazzi must have said a lot of things to make Adriano make such an aggressive move, but no matter what, you shouldn't beat someone! Not to mention that this is the World Cup final, and every move of the players is watched by more than one billion people. As a public figure, Adriano's behavior should be condemned in the strongest way!"

Although there was chaos in the stands, the stadium was unexpectedly calm.

Materazzi was helped down for treatment, and stood on the sidelines a few minutes later, waiting to enter the field.

The Italians applauded him like a hero.

A smile also appeared on Materazzi's face, but he didn't know if it affected the wound on his face, and immediately stretched out his hand to cover his cheek in pain.

"Don't be affected!" Kaka applauded, attracting the attention of his teammates, "Robinho is on the front line! How to play or how to play! Put your mind back on the pitch!"

"Adriano is in very good form today. If he continues to score, it will be a matter of time. Now he is 10 against 11. I don't know how the Brazilian team will respond."

The Brazil team has very little room for contingency. Apart from pushing Robinho up the front line and Kaka and Ronaldinho becoming double attacking midfielders, what should be done or what should be done.

Italy did not gain the upper hand by beating one more person, but it was not passively beaten at all.

The two sides began to have exchanges. Although Brazil is still the main attacker and Italy is the main defender, compared with the danger when Adelaide was on the court, Italy has stabilized the situation and can spare time to fight back from time to time.

Unable to attack in the first ten minutes, and lost a general, the Brazilian team naturally could no longer maintain that mad dog style of play, and the two sides fell into a stalemate.

"Italy's fighting power is not good enough. They have already given up one person, and they are still fighting like a bunch of X."

"Hehe, you're good in Brazil. You've been beating people around for half an hour, and it's not like you didn't get a fart."

"I didn't hit a fart, but I hit a piece of garbage."

"I don't understand, so Brazilian fans feel very proud? This kind of people are terrorists in their lives, right?"

"I am a civilized person, and my favorite thing to do is to clean up garbage for the society."

"..."

The two sides were still at a stalemate. Lippi had already sat on the ground and returned to his seat to pretend to be aggressive. Pereira was still standing on the sidelines to observe. Seeing that the first half was coming to an end, the old coach also walked back to the coaching bench to discuss countermeasures with his assistant coach.

"Robinho is not good in this game, he has to be replaced in the second half!"

"Who?"

"Falcao, or Junior Juninho! Ronaldo is very good today, one person can support the striker, and we can strengthen the thickness of the midfield!"

"Then I suggest replacing Falcao. He can not only organize the offense in the midfielder position, but also provide some defense... My God! What did he do?"

On the court, although the first half was coming to an end, neither side relaxed. Instead, they both wanted to take advantage of the last moment to charge for a while, almost sparing no effort.

In the 403rd minute of the game, Tony finally found a chance to show his strengths, jumped high on the right side of the goal, and scored with a header.

Dida reacted quickly and dragged the ball out with one hand.

Juan squatted, then stood up suddenly, and headed the ball to Lucio.

Lucio also headed to the left.

Carlos raised his left foot, knocked the ball into the Italian half, and then began to fly wide.

Both Kaka and Ronaldinho ran away from the defenders by running without the ball and reached for the ball, but Carlos turned a blind eye and continued to drive wildly on the side.

Kaka saw how fierce this brother was, and rushed into the penalty area.

Although Gattuso was dizzy by Kaka, he still persevered in chasing after him.

The defenders in front also reacted quickly, except for the two forwards who were in charge of defending, they all ran towards Kaka.

Kaka looked back at Carlos from time to time while running, and suddenly jumped forward shortly after entering the penalty area.

A dive to the top that seemed completely inexplicable to Cannavaro and Buffon.

Just when they were stunned, the football flew from the sky and fell in front of Kaka.

Buffon's conditioned reflex was ordinary, and he rushed towards Kaka.

Kaka slammed into the football like a jet plane swooping down from the clouds.

The football flew up and over Buffon's head.

Buffon raised his hands, trying to shoot the ball down, but it was in vain. He raised his hands and knelt on the ground, not only did not show the bravery of the usual miraculous save, but he seemed to be surrendering to Kaka.

Time, place, people, events, everything is just right.

(End of this chapter)