"Mr. Wells, if DONG scores a free throw, does that mean he is better than Kaká?" the person in charge of L'Equipe suddenly asked in the stands.
Wells frowned, he really didn't know how to answer this question.
Kaka was the main player on the court, but Ronaldo didn't even get a minute of playing time.
Can we say that Kaka is better than Ronaldo?
cannot!
Because everyone knows that Da Luo has already passed his peak period.
A player can choose a wealthy club like AC Milan to retire, which in itself proves his ability.
When Ronaldo was at his peak at the age of 21 or 2, all forwards in the world could only rank behind him.
By the same token, is Wang Xiaodong better than Kaka?
As the pride of Sao Paulo and the successor of Brazil's talented generation, Kaká signed in Serie A with AC Milan in 2003.
In the past four years, Kaka has been a front-runner for Milan, helping Milan win the league championship, Italian Cup championship, and Champions League championship. It can be said that Kaka has reached a personal grand slam at the club level.
In terms of the national team, Kaka won the World Cup with the Brazilian team in 2002, and not long ago led the Brazilian team to win the America's Cup. The national team is also a Grand Slam.
As for personal honors, top scorer, best player... Over the years, Kaka has received countless personal honors.
Wang Xiaodong is just a young boy who has appeared in the past two years.
In essence, it is no different from young players like Ronaldo, Torres and Messi.
When it comes to whether he is better than Kaká, any fan with some brains will know the answer.
But reason is reason, and the performance of both sides on the court is subverting the fans.
The 25-year-old Kaka and the 18-year-old Wang Xiaodong are almost a generation apart in age, and there seems to be no comparison between them.
But the 25-year-old Kaka, like all other stars, is at his prime. Wang Xiaodong challenged him at this time, and no one said he was "bullying the elderly."
Not only that, today Kaká and Wang Xiaodong led their respective teams and played on the court for 90 minutes.
Kaka scored three and Wang Xiaodong scored three. From the data point of view, the two are tied.
If you just look at this game, who is the strongest player this year?
Kaka?
Or Wang Xiaodong?
This year's Ballon d'Or is well-deserved. Kaka's performance in the past season, and even in the past few years, is worthy of the honor he is about to receive.
But if Kaka is really "completely defeated" by Wang Xiaodong in today's game, then his honor will be greatly compromised.
Those brainless "Dong Chui" and "Ka Hei" will point at the back of this handsome Brazilian young man: "Why should we award the best player to him? He obviously lost to DONG!"
This is what worries Wells and the people in charge of L'Equipe.
In the Jinyuan football era, if the "Golden Globe Awards" wants to be independent and ensure its authority, it must be the best in details.
Judging from the performance of the two teams today, both Kaká and Wang Xiaodong can be called MVPs.
But what if Wang Xiaodong scores one more goal than Kaka?
Which is bigger, 4 or 3?
Even kindergarten students know the answer to the question.
On the football field, the comparison of these two numbers can completely affect the ownership of the championship and the merits of the players.
Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second.
If you can be the "best", who would be willing to be second best?
"AC Milan has lined up a human wall. This is a super long human wall!" the on-site commentator roared with a hoarse throat.
"The eyes of the world are on DONG."
"He's the only man who can change the course of this game."
"Dida is ready."
"DONG starts running..."
In the camera, Wang Xiaodong began to take small steps, moving forward little by little.
The extremely long run-up distance made many fans' hearts rise in their throats. Only then did they realize that the distance Wang Xiaodong ran was much longer than the distance from his heart to his throat!
In the blink of an eye, Wang Xiaodong's small steps had been adjusted into place, and his steps gradually increased.
In the blink of an eye again, Wang Xiaodong's legs had reached their maximum height and he was rushing towards the ball with all his strength.
Seeing this, everyone opened their eyes wide, not daring to miss any more.
The commentator also holds the microphone tightly and puts it to his mouth.
Seeing Wang Xiaodong rush to the ball, he suddenly raised his right leg and swung it out hard.
"BENG!!!" The commentator simulated the sound effect with his throat.
At the same time as Wang Xiaodong moved his legs, the eight Milanese people jumped subconsciously. Pirlo and Gilardino, who were standing in the center, closed their eyes tightly and turned their heads to the side.
"Eh...Eh???"
Looking at the ball floating in the air, the commentator who had just used his throat to make a subwoofer opened his eyes wide and the sound in his mouth suddenly stopped.
At the moment when the Milan wall jumped up, four Tottenham players in the penalty area suddenly rushed forward, and they all rushed in front of Dida in the first time.
4V1?
Seeing this scene, all the fans were stunned.
"Oh My God!"
"It's actually a pass!"
"DONG didn't cum!"
Not only the commentator didn't expect it, but the fans didn't expect it either. Even Ancelotti on the sidelines didn't expect it.
At this moment, An Pang opened his mouth wide and looked at this scene in disbelief.
A strategy that all opponents and onlookers have not thought of, that is a good strategy!
When everyone thought that Wang Xiaodong would end the last attack of the game with a "DONGDONG GOAL" kick, he instead chose to use his toes to kick.
He gave up the PK between himself and Kaka and chose a more team approach to end the game.
Four people, four points, plus the ball flying in the air.
Looking at the ball flying in the air, Defoe jumped high and hit his forehead hard.
boom!
The ball flew toward the goal like a cannonball.
Dida showed the qualities of a world-class goalkeeper at this moment. Even so close, the Brazilian responded instantly with a save.
Dida, who jumped sideways, used all his strength to fish the ball out with the palm of his hand almost a second before it flew to the goal line.
But before the Milan fans cheered and celebrated Dida's save, Robbie Keane, who followed, used his knee to push the ball back into the net.
"Beep!!!"
The whistle blows, the goal is valid!
The other Milan players raised their right hands to signal that the opponent was offside.
But both the base referee and the linesman shook their heads. Whether it was Defoe's position when Wang Xiaodong kicked off, or Robbie Keane's position after Dida pounced on the ball, they were not offside.
If this goal is to be blamed, it would be the other Milan players who failed to keep an eye on these four opponents who were rushing forward to fight for the top.
"GOAL, GOAL, GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"
The commentator raised his voice and shouted for a goal.
He no longer cares whether Wang Xiaodong shot or not or whether Wang Xiaodong scored the goal.
As long as there is a goal, it is worthy of his roar this time.
"The goal scorer was Robbie Keane!"
"Captain of Tottenham!"
"There's no suspense anymore!"
"His goal in the 94th minute directly killed the game!"
"Let us bless Tottenham and bless Tottenham, they are the champions of the Super Cup!!!"
Before the game was over, the players and staff on the Tottenham bench had already swarmed into the field and hugged every player present.
In the stands, all Bai Baihe fans were jumping, shouting, waving their arms, and cheering selflessly, which was in sharp contrast to the Milan players who were sitting slumped on the court.
The Super Cup is certainly not as important as the Champions League final, but the regret and unwillingness in the hearts of the Milan players at this moment is no worse than in Istanbul two years ago.
Leading three times, being tied three times, and being overtaken by the opponent at the end of the game...
With such a result, if a young team were replaced, they might be defeated as a whole and never recover.
But at this moment, Milan's veterans just hung their heads, stood there, and breathed slowly.
They have long been pessimistic about victory and defeat, and they have experienced many times even if it is a decisive victory at the last moment of the game.
Now they just feel tired, very tired.
Whether it was Cafu, who came on as a substitute in the second half, or Maldini, who had been sitting on the bench, a deep sense of fatigue emerged from deep inside at this moment.
Looking at the Tottenham players who were celebrating enthusiastically, Emerson sighed: "Youth is capital!"
In the stands, Little Witch and Nancy also waved one arm and loudly shouted the names of Wang Xiaodong and Tottenham.
The two of them shouted for more than half a minute. When they took a break to drink water, the little witch said angrily: "Bastard! Bastard DONG! You didn't even cum. I'm so angry!"
"Hey, don't worry about it." Nancy was open-minded.
This little loli, who was about the same size as Emma, winked at the little witch, "Although he didn't cum just now, can't we just let him cum tonight?"
