"Well, with a speed of 162 kilometers per hour, Kevin's long-range shot has exceeded the scope of ordinary shots." Martin Taylor said.
"Oh, that's not bad..."
Andy Gray's words suddenly got stuck, and his voice rose an octave and asked: "How many kilometers?"
"162 kilometers per hour!"
"Fa K..." Andy Gray swallowed the last part of his voice and said, "God, this is just exerting force on the spot without a run-up!"
"Yes, just use your strength on the spot."
Andy Gray said nothing and swallowed.
The gurgling sound is clearly audible.
How exaggerated is 162 kilometers?
England legend Shearer, who is famous for his power, set a personal shooting speed record of 137 kilometers per hour in the 1997 Premier League match between Newcastle and Leicester City.
This was a long shot after a run-up.
This time Huang Kaiwen just made a direct hit without a run-up.
A good while.
Andy Gray then asked: "Kay, can Kevin kick more than 170 kilometers?"
"I think it's okay. Mihajlovic can kick out, and Kevin should be okay too."
"Well, God bless Hart."
The fans at Stamford Bridge didn't feel much. They just felt that this long-range shot was ridiculously fast.
But when the fans in front of the TV heard this exaggerated data, their eyes widened.
Looking at Hart in the camera.
Nods of approval from British fans, God bless Hart.
After David Seaman.
Hart is England's most promising goalkeeper, don't let him get beaten into Senderos in one fucking game.
Hart fished the ball out of the goal, grabbed it in his hand and prepared to throw it out for his teammates to serve.
Something felt wrong as he prepared to throw.
Hart thought it was his imagination, but when he lowered his head, he saw that the ball had deformed!
Farke!
!
Hart took a closer look and saw that the ball was indeed deformed.
No wonder the pillars and beams keep shaking.
Hart could only raise his hands in front of him.
The referee noticed and ran over, checked and nodded, then checked the ball in the caddy's hand before letting Hart change the ball.
When this happened, the fans also understood what was going on.
The game lasted 7 minutes and the ball was broken?
Today's balls are completely different from those in the past. The technology content is getting higher and higher, and the endurance is getting stronger and stronger. Except for some quality problems, they are not so easy to break.
After getting the ball and throwing it out, Hart looked down at his glove.
He now also doubts whether the shock-absorbing effect of this glove is enough.
After Joe Hart rubbed his face hard twice with both hands, he encouraged himself in a low voice: "Don't, don't, don't be afraid, Joe, then, that's a coincidence, yes! It must be a coincidence, even if you are a goalkeeper, Occasionally, you can kick a ball with great power, yes, it must be like this!"
Hart nodded vigorously.
Try to convince yourself.
Manchester City got the ball in the frontcourt, and Robinho received the ball and went directly to the middle, not facing off against Huang Kevin at all, even if it was only for a short time.
At Real Madrid, Cassano played the most games together with Kevin Huang.
He observed off the court and found that every time Huang Kaiwen was passed, he would definitely find a chance to come back.
He didn't want to appear in Huang Kaiwen's highlight reel after the game.
Robinho moved his right foot and the instep of his outside foot and easily passed Huntelaar.
Facing Ballack, he pedaled continuously.
Robinho's center of gravity is not high, and his shoulders swing a lot when he rides the bicycle.
His feet were like windshield wipers, repeatedly gliding over the ball.
Card--
Ballack stretched his feet directly.
He touched Robinho's inner instep and pushed the ball behind Robinho.
Robinho fell down and spread his hands, but the referee did not say anything.
Joe Cole ran to the middle to catch the ball and was pressed by David Dunn. Dunn used his hands and feet directly, and Joe Cole quickly turned around and passed the ball back.
Bosingwa came up to receive the ball and started to lead it forward.
Ramos, who was sitting on the bench, jumped up and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Idiot, you pass the fucking ball to me, just pass it long to the left! Pass the fucking ball quickly..."
Mourinho tried not to turn his head and glared at Ramos from the corner of his eye.
Fuck, you’re the coach and I’m the coach?
This team has big problems!
Neither of them took him seriously.
Even if the players decide to take the penalty on their own, there are still people running to the sidelines to direct!
OK!
Wait for the training the day after tomorrow and let you know who is the coach!
Portuguese people have no problem listening to Spanish.
After Bosingwa saw the left wing, he finally remembered the big star worth 120 million and sent a long pass with his right foot.
Snapped--
The ball flew along the center line to the left.
Ireland quickly ran towards Huang Kaiwen. The moment the ball fell, Huang Kaiwen pushed forward with his left foot and the ball rolled forward obediently.
Without stopping, he dribbled the ball past Ireland. Sabalaita quickly stepped forward. Huang Kaiwen moved the outside of his left foot and knocked the ball away from the right side of Sabalaita, and quickly bypassed the opponent's left side.
Accelerate to the left.
Hamann quickly ran from the center to the left to help defend.
Huang Kevin's speed made him feel frightened.
grass!
Really worthy of 9 seconds 82!
Kompany and Hamann came to the left together.
This time he knocked the ball farther, and when he saw the baseline, Huang Kaiwen stretched the inner instep of his left foot in front of the ball and stopped suddenly while knocking the ball.
Unexpectedly, Kompany kept pressing the speed and did not overshoot like Haman.
The opposing players gathered to defend, and Huang Kevin could only pass back to Ashley Cole. Cole knocked across the middle, and after Deco got the ball, he was knocked down from behind by Wright who was returning to defend.
Beep——
"The free kick was taken off Kevin just now. Will Chelsea let him take it this time?"
"Joe Cole's skills are excellent. In fact, it's okay for him to take the penalty."
Andy Gray said.
After Deco stood up, he looked at Joe Cole and said, "Give it to Kevin?"
He simply had no intention of taking the penalty.
Joe Cole waved directly to Huang Kevin.
After Huang Kaiwen came over, he covered his mouth and said: "I will stand on the edge to cover, you take the penalty."
Huang Kaiwen shook his head and said: "Go up and prepare to participate in the second attack. You don't need to cover today."
Joe Cole felt a little strange, but still walked towards the human wall.
Robinho, who also returned to halftime, thought for a moment and decided to line up the wall to make his presence felt.
Always dribbling the ball to avoid Huang Kevin.
It's time for those English media to start looking for trouble.
It must appear more in the directorial shots.
"Point over there, with tall guys standing alternately. Kevin's free kicks are more likely to hit the middle and the wall."
"You have to take off quickly, you know?" Robinho went over and put his hands on his hips and directed.
Sheep Suit is very involved.
"We'll counterattack later and throw the ball quickly."
He also shouted back to Hart, regardless of whether Hart could understand Portuguese.
Robinho himself chose to side with Kompany.
According to his observation.
Huang Kaiwen's free kicks rarely miss the wall, so this position is relatively safe.
After all, Huang Kaiwen is very powerful, and it will be very painful if he is kicked.
Robinho's eyes widened when he saw Huang Kevin's retreat.
He thought of the senior Roberto Carlos of the national team!
!
The moment the referee lowered his whistle, Huang Kaiwen moved.
After a meteoric run-up, Huang Kaiwen's left foot hit the side and back of the ball hard.
Almost immediately after his shot, Robinho heard a loud bang.
Robinho subconsciously held his head and huddled up on the turf.
Huntelaar, who was squeezed in the middle of the wall, quickly turned his head. The height of the ball was half a meter higher than his head. Even so, he felt the pain of his hair being pulled by the wind.
Players from both sides looked back at the penalty area. The ball flew in an exaggerated arc towards the center of the goal, and seemed to fly directly over the crossbar. Hart discovered that this shot not only had an arc, but also dropped. He couldn't be sure. At this time, he could only follow his feeling and immediately flew to the left.
But again.
This time the ball went into the upper left corner of the goal first before his arm got into position.
Entered.
hat trick!
Kevin Huang, who scored a hat trick, opened his arms and hugged his teammates who came up to celebrate.
If he scores a few more goals, it won’t be too late for the Yellow Ball King to celebrate.
Boom - Excited Chelsea fans jumped from their seats.
He waved the blue scarf in his hand vigorously.
Ramos once again rushed to the sidelines excitedly, roaring at the court and waving his arms vigorously.
He immediately turned back to the stands and raised his arms repeatedly. Chelsea fans followed his movements and shouted in unison.
"Kevin!
! "
"Kevin!
! "
"Kevin!
! "
More than 40,000 people in West London shouted with the momentum of thousands of troops.
"What a goal!"
“Kevin Kevin Kevin!
! "
Martin Taylor shouted excitedly: "This is the most beautiful free kick I have seen in the Premier League since Beckham left."
"Kevin scored a hat trick in 9 minutes and 11 seconds."
"Kevin's first appearance broke the record of the fastest Premier League hat-trick held by former Manchester United striker Dwight Yorke. Yorke scored three goals in 22 minutes against Arsenal in 2001, while Kevin only took 9 Minutes and 11 seconds!”
"Maybe I was wrong. It's not Kevin who needs to adapt to the Premier League. It's the Premier League that needs to adapt to Kevin!"
"The young Hart was crestfallen and seemed to be complaining about why he couldn't jump faster. He could judge the route of this ball very well. Hart is indeed a promising young man. But he should feel lucky that he could not Pounce on Kevin's shot, because the speed of this shot is as high as 169 kilometers per hour!
! "
Mourinho, who was standing on the sidelines, still maintained the same posture as before, but his clenched fists were trembling slightly.
Mourinho struggled to control his emotions.
He had already been mentally prepared for Huang Kaiwen's strength.
But when I saw Huang Kaiwen's performance on the spot, I couldn't help but get excited.
Oh shit.
If there had been such a player, it would have been impossible for him to be dismissed.
wrong.
He, José Mourinho, will never rely too much on one player.
Mark Hughes waved and called Harman to the sidelines.
Prepare to explain some tactical arrangements.
In fact, Stephen Ireland and Huang Kaiwen faced off, and Ireland was better.
But Ireland is a thorn in the side.
If other players were available, Hughes would never use Ireland.
It's outrageous to say that your family has died and your coach is taking a leave of absence just to go on a date with your girlfriend.
This Manchester City starting lineup is in a lot of trouble.
Even though Mark Hughes is the former captain of Manchester United, he can't completely deal with these guys.
"Coach, what are the plans?"
Harman asked from the sidelines.
"Tell them to give less free kicks and try to defend with as many people as possible. Also, don't give Kevin too much space to kick. If there is a chance, try to block Kevin's shot."
Mark Hughes said.
Haman's eyelids twitched.
He saw Huang Kaiwen's shot from close range. He felt that the ball seemed to have deformed when Huang Kaiwen took off his foot. How could he stretch his foot to block such a shot?
This is bad luck.
Or if the muscles are not tightened, it is easy to break the leg directly!
"You guys should work harder. I believe mental strength is very important. As long as you have a strong enough heart, you can perform better."
Mark Hughes said.
Ferguson had said similar things before. Although he was unhappy with Ferguson because of coaching Manchester City, Hughes still subconsciously said similar things.
Haman nodded and walked back.
Also spiritual strength.
He's not fucking insane, and he certainly won't use his body to block that terrifying shot.
He was going to convey the coach's message, but he couldn't do it himself.
After the restart, the morale of Manchester City players dropped visibly.
Most of Manchester City's players now come here for high salaries.
Many of them can find teams that qualify for the Champions League or the UEFA Cup. They choose not to play in the European competition just because of money.
Naturally, there is no cohesion.
Paying tuition is a process that every rich man must go through. All that Manchester City can retain is Hart and a few defenders.
Robinho took the ball and still broke through in the middle.
Never met Huang Kaiwen face to face.
Huang Kevin was inexplicable. He finally chose [Carlos] to play as a winger without giving him a chance to show his defensive ability.
Huang Kaiwen ran to the middle to defend.
Robinho directly knocked forward without the ball.
Little Wright takes the ball from the left and rushes forward directly. He is a typical English winger.
Bosingwa did not take the first step, but was eaten alive by the opponent's speed.
At the bottom line, Wright quickly turned around and sent a cross.
Terry overcame Ruo and easily headed the ball out.
Ashley Cole received the ball and made a long pass forward. Huntelaar was waiting for the ball in the middle circle but Hamann got stuck from behind, denying him the chance to turn around.
Huntelaar took off and headed back.
Huang Kevin, who chased back to the backcourt, suddenly started rushing towards the ball.
More than 40,000 people at Stamford Bridge saw this scene.
Ireland was obviously closer to the ball, but Huang Kaiwen used his terrifying explosive power to erase the opponent's advantage. He rushed forward and rubbed his left foot, and the ball flew over the center line and continued forward.
Ireland couldn't even stop Huang Kevin for a second and was left far behind.
The ball flew more than ten meters, but at the moment the ball fell, the distance between Huang Kevin and the ball was less than three meters.
The moment Sabaleta turned around to catch up, Huang Kevin completed the overtaking.
“Holy shit…”
Mourinho, who had been controlling his emotions, couldn't help but curse.
The speed of crushing the opponent is so damn fast.
The most outrageous thing is that Huang Kaiwen is not running with the opponent at all, but chasing the ball.
Mourinho even suspected that if Huang Kevin worked harder, he could reach the goal before the ball.
damn it!
No wonder.
With such speed and explosive power, how can any defensive player be able to handle it?
Hamann rushed over to help defend, but Huang Kevin fought against the two men and still staggered to catch the ball, which made Mourinho couldn't help but raise his arms in excitement.
grass!
With such a strong winger, why wouldn't he blow up the whole of Europe?
Huang Kaiwen dribbled the ball to the left side of the penalty area, and Kompany rushed to defend.
Two people stood facing each other.
Kompany felt tremendous pressure.
At this time, he couldn't help but stare at Huang Kevin's upper body.
Huang Kaiwen suddenly started, and his two long legs quickly streaked across the ball.
Cycling in place!
Kompany stared at Huang Kevin's feet with big beads of sweat falling on his forehead.
It's so fast!
He could barely see the movements of Huang Kevin's feet.
After Huang Kaiwen's left foot crossed the ball and landed on the ground for the third time, he knocked the inside instep of his right foot, knocking the ball toward the baseline, and turned around again to start.
Kompany, who had always been on guard, was still a step behind.
When he turned around, Huang Kaiwen had already twisted his left foot and sent a cross.
Snapped--
The ball flew quickly towards the goal, and Richards, Hart and Huntelaar took off at the same time.
All three of them were one step slower than the ball, and the ball passed from the front point to the back point.
"Oh, God!"
"Kevin's passing speed is also too fast. If he wants his teammates to successfully compete for the top, he should slow down the ball speed."
Andy Gray said.
Martin Taylor nodded and said: "Kevin's legs are so explosive. This time he used his explosive power to get rid of Kompany. It's not that he doesn't know how to use technical moves to get past people, but he doesn't need to. Now I'm sure , Premier League defenders are in trouble, a big trouble!"
"Little Wright pushed down Deco in the middle. Did he think that today's referee was Yin En Wright? If it weren't for the old Wright to call the game, it would be difficult to understand his defensive method."
"The free kick was a bit far away. Although Kevin's shooting power is very strong, I remember that he is not good at taking long-range free kicks."
Deco discovered that Huang Kaiwen was walking towards the spot where the foul was committed, and still gave up his position to take the penalty.
Originally, he was going to take a tactical free kick and pass the ball into the penalty area, but Huang Kevin came over and let it go.
"Shall we let them go up and fight for the top?"
Joe Cole asked.
After watching so many game videos of Huang Kaiwen, he also knew that Huang Kaiwen rarely took long-range free kicks.
"Ah? Let's go then."
Huang Kevin nodded and said.
"Okay, I'll wait for the second opportunity to attack."
Joe Cole said with a smile.
Of course, the fight for the top should be left to others, and he didn't want to have so many physical confrontations.
This is the self-protection of glass people.
Although he will not avoid confrontation, there is no need to join in the fun when setting the ball.
Robinho walked back and paid attention to Huang Kevin's movements.
Watching Huang Kaiwen keep retreating, he retreated to near the arc of the middle circle.
His eyelids began to twitch wildly.
Fuck fuck fuck!
!
Is the approach distance too far? !
!
This exaggerated run-up distance allowed Robinho to be sure.
The way Kevin took the penalty today was to imitate Roberto Carlos.
Robinho lowered his head and looked at his body. He had gained a little weight, but his ability to withstand blows was still not strong.
If you get stung, you may go directly to the hospital.
Forget it, don't go back to defense.
As an offensive player, it’s normal to stay in the frontcourt and wait for counterattack opportunities!
Hart also noticed Huang's run-up distance.
honestly.
He is a little scared now.
Having confidence does not mean there is something wrong with your brain.
He can tell how exaggerated the speed of the ball is by taking one step slower for several saves.
And he has determined that Huang Kaiwen's free kick is more powerful than the long-range shot just now.
Hart took several deep breaths before gradually calming down.
At such a long distance, the power of the shot will also decrease.
Probably, it's not a big problem.
He clapped his gloves twice to encourage himself and stood in the middle near the right post.
Let's leave the side of the left pillar to the human wall.
The referee lowered his whistle and Huang Kaiwen started to run with small steps.
After two steps, he started to stride forward.
After retreating so far, he still took six steps in his long stride.
However, his exaggerated foot frequency still made the Manchester City players lined up in the wall feel chilly.
It's hard to imagine how terrifying it would be to volley with your feet with such powerful explosive power.
Huang Kaiwen's left foot hit the side of the ball hard. The shot was so powerful that his whole body was lifted up by his left foot to relieve the pressure.
boom--
Sitting in the box, Abu didn't expect the sound to be so loud, that it would penetrate the box and come in.
The wine glass in his hand tilted, and the expensive red wine spilled on his pants, but he didn't seem to notice, staring at the court.
The ball arced around the right side of the wall.
Joe Hart was sure that the ball was headed for the corner flag.
After judging the path of the ball, he breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how much he encouraged himself, Hart subconsciously did not want to save Kevin's free kick.
But the next second, Hart found that the ball had turned in the air.
It seemed that it was heading outside the post instead of the corner flag area. Before he had time to think about what was going on, the ball that had entered the penalty area hit the inside of the right post with an exaggerated arc.
During the whole process, Hart only had time to move his steps.
He had no idea why the ball was scored.
Players from both sides looked back at the goal, not much better than Hart's reaction.
They all stood there and stared blankly at the ball beating in the goal.
Huang Kaiwen rushed all the way to the corner flag area.
Volley back and then lift your arms.
The signature celebration lit up Stamford Bridge.
"Kevin!"
"Kevin!"
"Kevin!"
The cameraman gave Huang Kaiwen a close-up of his face, and he couldn't wait to put the camera on Huang Kaiwen's face.
He raised his glass and looked at the blue sky with white eyes, as bright as a jade tree before the wind.
Stamford Bridge was in absolute frenzy.
Fans in the stands nearby opened their mouths and raised their arms vigorously, eager to rush onto the court and hug Huang Kaiwen.
Mourinho and Villas-Boas, who sat back on the coaching bench, rushed to the sidelines together and hugged each other to vent their excitement.
"José, have you seen it, José..."
"God……"
Mourinho nodded vigorously and immediately pushed Boas away.
He quickly adjusted his shirt collar and suit, then stood coolly on the sidelines with his hands in his pockets.
Pretend that the excited coach wasn't him.
Ramos, who was sitting on the bench, kept shaking his head.
If these ignorant people play under Capello, they will lose their starting spot within a few games.
grass!
Why didn't Kevin go up and celebrate after he scored?
The live broadcast room was silent for a while, and then Martin Taylor spoke with difficulty: "196 kilometers per hour..."
Andy Gray swallowed his saliva and said with the same difficulty: "This broke the 182 kilometers per hour record of Hillst's shot against Chelsea. It should be the fastest shot in European football."
"Yes, although the Germans said that Matthäus had kicked 210 kilometers per hour, the lack of speed data in that game is definitely false."
Martin Taylor nodded and said.
"Yes, that one is fake! Germany always likes to make fake things!"
Andy Gray said affirmatively.
"196 kilometers per hour, this is a new record. I think after today, when Kevin takes a free kick, the opponent's players will definitely be full of resistance to lining up the wall."
"Hart once again asked the referee to change the ball. If Kevin plays the whole game, the game ball prepared at Stamford Bridge may not be enough."
Buffon, who was watching the game at home, felt nervous.
Now it is no longer a matter of whether to catch the ball or not, it is a matter of life and death.
Juventus are not going to fucking face Chelsea this season, right? !
It will be his 31st birthday soon.
Although the goalkeeper has a relatively long career.
But if he really meets Huang Kevin a few times, Buffon doesn't know how long he can play.
Why don't you just go to Los Angeles Galaxy and play football?
The American team should have no chance to participate in the Club World Cup, right?
…
Huntelaar was the first to rush towards the corner flag.
Chelsea players rushed over one after another and surrounded Huang Kevin to celebrate.
"Kevin, this ball is so damn good!"
"The ball flew past me and I was afraid it would hit me."
"Fortunately, you didn't use so much force when we met, otherwise the man in the steel helmet would have been miserable again."
"Hahaha, I guess after today, that guy Peter won't even want to face Kevin in a training match."
Only half way through the first half, we were ahead by four goals.
Chelsea players felt no pressure at all.
Capello, who was sitting in an Internet cafe surfing the Internet, bought a premium QQ membership account to watch the game.
A series of Italian words blurted out, which attracted the attention of the Internet-addicted teenagers nearby.
Capello cursed angrily: "Damn bastard, won't he persuade Kevin to change his way of exerting force? Kevin's body can't withstand such force at all. That damn big mouth, he is not worthy of coaching at all." Kevin, bastard, selfish, idiot, scoundrel..."
Laura Capello patted his back and persuaded him: "You took leave from your teacher today to watch the game. Is it just to curse? This is not in line with what you usually say."
"Master, it's Master."
Capello corrected.
"Okay, okay, wet compress."
Laura said in a coaxing tone: "Don't worry too much, Kevin should know it himself."
"Why."
Capello sighed.
It seems that apart from Fabio Capello, there is no other coach in the world suitable to coach Kevin.
Capello continued to look at the screen.
Joe Cole took the ball from the right side of the frontcourt and suddenly sent a through ball.
Huang Kevin started instantly. In this low-definition network broadcast, Capello even felt that Huang Kevin was teleporting. Huang Kevin had rushed into the penalty area in almost the blink of an eye.
Zabaleta's tackle made him curse again.
"Ugly league, a bunch of robbers, murderers..."
Laura showed a helpless smile. Her husband always had trouble staying calm when watching Kevin's games.
"Penalty kick, red dot package!"
"Mourinho seemed to have collided with Ramos. Ramos seemed to be running towards the field. Did I see it wrong?"
"Mourinho and Ramos rushed to the fourth official to complain, and the Chelsea dugout was also very lively."
Martin Taylor said with a smile.
It is less common for players to follow suit and file a complaint.
Huang Kevin directly took Huntelaar's hand and stood up.
Fortunately, I used the [Immunity Card] today.
This tackle was just that, but with the force of each shot, Huang Kaiwen felt that without the [Immunity Card], his ankle would not be able to bear it.
Carlos' leg muscles were much more developed than his, so he could withstand such terrifying explosive power.
An enhanced version of Carlos combined with the foot characteristics of the Muay Thai champion should not be an explosive force that humans can withstand.
】
"Are you okay, Kevin?"
Joe Cole ran up and asked concernedly.
"fine."
Huang Kevin shook his head and said.
"If there's a penalty kick, do you want to take it?"
Huntelaar asked.
He kind of wanted the penalty.
"If you want to kick, you can come."
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
One more ball and one less ball, the Yellow Ball King doesn't care at all.
Huntelaar stared at the ball in a daze. After a few seconds, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, you kick it."
He really wanted the penalty.
But his reason told him that taking this penalty kick would be very troublesome.
Every team's penalty kicker has arrangements. It doesn't mean that just because you are a forward, the penalty kick will be given to you.
It takes a little bit of scoring to gain the trust of teammates.
Although his scoring efficiency is high, the Eredivisie is no longer a first-rate league.
Even if he scored 90 goals in 97 games, he still couldn't convince Chelsea's big names.
The same problem does not exist with Huang Kaiwen.
Huang Kaiwen looked back and saw that Ballack and the others had no intention of coming up to take the penalty, so they just stood at twelve yards holding the ball.
Farke!
Young Joe Hart felt his legs shaking.
Yes, he was afraid!
One change of the ball can be said to be a coincidence, but two changes of the ball absolutely cannot be a coincidence.
When a player misses two goals with four shots, even a fool knows how powerful that player's shot is.
A penalty kick is much closer than a free kick.
Hart had a feeling that if Kevin Huang's shot hit him, he might have to be carried out on a stretcher today.
As Kevin Huang put the ball at the penalty spot, Hart's body trembled even more.
Although he wanted to overcome this state, he really couldn't convince his brain.
It's obviously hot in summer, but it feels like a cold winter night.
As Huang Kevin retreated step by step, Hart felt the smell of death for the first time.
It was an indescribable smell, but Hart swore that he really felt the arrival of death.
Beep——
After the whistle sounded, Huang Kaiwen started to run, and after two steps, he stuck his left foot behind the ball.
Middle!
Hart judged Huang Kevin's shooting route, and then he ducked to the left to give up his position.
Almost at the same time, there was a strong friction sound from the net behind him.
The ball went in!
After losing the ball again, Hart breathed a sigh of relief.
My whole body relaxed, and there was a dampness in my pants.
Football, damn it!
…
Deco rushed towards Huang Kevin with his teammates.
He finally understood why Real Madrid players celebrated so enthusiastically.
Playing on the same team as Kevin, you don't really need to do much.
Give the ball to Kevin and wait to rush in and celebrate.
If you have a happy season, you can become a 6-time champion.
No wonder those Real Madrid players support Kevin!
Recalling the hardships he had in Porto, Deco was even more grateful for his decision to play for Chelsea.
Although players should work hard to fight, in so many direct matches, he fought hard and worked hard. Not to mention victory, he didn't even get a draw.
Facing such a terrible player, the best way is to be his teammate.
Deco, who had an honest face, was pushed to the outside of the celebration, but he still had a smile on his face.
"José, do you want to change someone?"
Boas reminded.
Huang Kaiwen has only finished his recovery training for a few days, and he may be injured if he continues like this.
"Yes, change, must change!"
Mourinho clapped his hands hard and said.
He turned back and ran to the team doctor, and made a gesture to Kalu, asking Kalu to warm up.
"Be prepared to give Kevin the most comprehensive examination as soon as he comes off the field to determine Kevin's physical condition as soon as possible. If there is a problem, determine the treatment plan as soon as possible, or invite experts from other countries. This Our boss probably doesn’t care about the little money in this matter.”
Mourinho said quickly.
"But Mr. Mourinho cannot do a comprehensive inspection at the stadium."
The team doctor said awkwardly.
"damn it!"
Mourinho turned around and kicked away the water bottle cage, turned back and shouted to the team doctor: "Use your brains, if you can't do a comprehensive inspection on the sidelines, just send Kevin to the fucking training base, do you understand?" Did I tell you to give Kevin a comprehensive examination on the sidelines?"
"Okay, okay, Mr. Mourinho."
The team doctor nodded and said.
They are all used to Mourinho's character.
Sometimes Mourinho does curse when he is anxious, but most of the time he is very nice to everyone.
So Chelsea staff will not argue with Mourinho.
At this time, Joe Cole passed the ball to the left corner flag area.
Kompany and Huntelaar, who were standing in the penalty area, rushed towards the ball together.
But there was a person outside the camera, almost running into the camera in a crushing state.
tenth!
!
This kind of violent speed is vividly displayed in the comparison with the opponent's players.
"Kevin!"
"Kevin!"
"Kevin!"
Chelsea fans watched with crazy adrenaline and shouted Huang Kaiwen's name, as if this would allow Huang Kaiwen's speed to continue to increase.
Kompany threw away Huntelaar and rushed out of the penalty area. Huang Kevin had already run diagonally behind Kompany.
In the next second, he speeded up again, stretched out the heel of his left foot first, and knocked the ball hard behind him.
The Chelsea fans in the left-hand stand stared wide-eyed.
They didn't expect it.
Kevin Huang really did it.
The distance is obviously further, and the running distance may be twice that of the opponent.
But Huang Kaiwen still came from behind and grabbed the ball first.
They swore that they would never get tired of watching such a scene for the rest of their lives.
Huntelaar ran to the top corner of the penalty area to get the ball, and Richards ran behind him.
Finding that there was no way to turn around, Huntelaar made a quick diagonal pass with his right foot and found Joe Cole at the top of the arc.
Michael Ball pounced on Joe Cole, who quickly passed to Ashley Cole on the left.
Ashley Cole saw Huang Kevin surrounded by people, so he caught the ball and knocked it to Ballack.
Before Ballack could adjust, he was knocked down by German compatriot Hamann.
"Substitute, José?"
Boas asked.
Now that the ball is dead, Huang Kevin can be taken off the field.
"Wait, wait."
Mourinho stared at the field and said.
He knew that Huang Kaiwen could only take two free kicks in a single game at most.
If he scores this time, Huang Kaiwen will be able to score a free kick hat trick for the first time.
Any player would be angry if he was substituted in this situation.
It's better to wait and not be in a hurry.
Seeing the opposing players nervously lining up against the wall, Mourinho raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Last year’s Champions League.
Facing Real Madrid, he stayed up late and made a lot of preparations. His tactical arrangements were detailed and specific, but he still couldn't eliminate Real Madrid.
The most important thing is Huang Kaiwen.
The goalkeeper's long run is fucking outrageous!
Now it's finally the other coaches' turn to be nervous.
Mourinho glanced at Hughes in front of the Manchester City coaching bench and showed a disdainful smile.
There are not many people in this world that he can see clearly.
As for the former Manchester United captain?
Coaching is not football.
Bryan Robertson, Steve Bruce, Royce Keane... there are so many former Manchester United captains, but none of them has a high coaching level.
In Mourinho's opinion, the entire Red Devils coaching staff is just relying on the reputation of the old Scottish man.
On the court, Huang Kaiwen took another approach and hit behind the ball.
The ball flew at low altitude and crossed the edge of the wall, rushing straight from the foul spot to the left post of the goal.
After determining the direction, Joe Hart quickly got down to the ground and stretched out his arms. He felt a strong force on his fingertips, followed by heartbreaking pain.
Joe Hart's screams frightened players on both sides.
Manchester City players went over to check, but Chelsea players stood nearby and did not celebrate.
"The coach has replaced you."
Huntelaar said, pointing to the sidelines.
Huang Kaiwen turned around and saw that it was true.
Unexpectedly, after the transfer, the yellow ball king would not be able to play the entire game.
I only played for 40 minutes today, so my [immunity card] was wasted.
But for the first time playing in Mourinho's team, don't refuse to change the coach.
Otherwise Mourinho will definitely be angry.
yellow?
??Wen walked directly to the sidelines, and a drizzle fell from the sky, which did not dampen the enthusiasm of Chelsea fans.
They stood up from their seats one by one and applauded on the field.
Applaud vigorously.
"Saint Kevin!"
"Saint Kevin!"
"Saint Kevin!"
Shouting Huang Kaiwen's name and applauding.
Chelsea fans didn't know how to express their excitement. They could only shout and applaud as hard as they could.
After Huang Kevin and Kalu high-fived, they walked outside the white line.
Mourinho rushed over, put his arm around Huang Kevin's shoulders and asked kindly: "How do you feel Kevin?"
"I can actually still play coaching, I'm not that fragile."
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
"It's better to be careful. Even if there is no problem now, it does not mean that the Christmas schedule is OK. I have a lot of experience in this regard."
Mourinho said with a smile.
"Then it's up to you."
Huang Kevin nodded and said.
Mourinho took Huang Kevin to the team doctor and said: "The team doctor wants to check you, so you can go back directly without waiting for the results here."
The team doctor looked at Mourinho.
Didn't you say you wanted a full body check-up? At this time, he couldn't cause trouble for Mourinho, so he had no choice but to nod at Huang Kevin.
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Isn't this a bit of a fuss?
Why.
It seems that the whole football world thinks that Huang is a glass man.
Look at the team doctor's expression.
Huang Kaiwen couldn't refuse, so he could only leave from the player tunnel with the team doctor.
After careful examination by the Manchester City team doctor.
Hart was found to have no other problems besides a broken finger.
"Joe, you need to rest for a while."
After hearing these words, Joe Hart breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.
It's so good to be alive...
