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”Ramos handles the ball very steadily.”

”Yes, Ramos likes to look up and observe his teammates’ positions, it’s a good habit.”

”True, some players like to keep their heads down while playing, but field vision is also very important.”

Ashley Cole continued to dribble forward. After crossing the halfway line, he was challenged by Alex Song again. This time, Ashley Cole chose a more direct method. He knocked the ball behind Song and accelerated down the sideline.

Sagna, who came over to defend, seized the opportunity and slid the ball out of bounds.

”Kevin, come throw the throw-in.”

Ashley Cole shouted.

Huang Kaiwen: ...

Damn, ever since he made that powerful throw-in, his teammates always make him do it.

He needs to get that skill again soon, he must buy it.

Huang Kaiwen waved his hand and said, ”You throw it, my arm isn’t feeling great.”

”Is it because your girlfriend isn’t around, so you have to keep active by yourself?”

Ashley Cole asked with a cheeky smile.

Huang Kaiwen directly flipped him the finger.

No wonder this guy’s mind is always in the gutter.

Ashley Cole stood outside the sideline to observe.

Alex Song immediately blocked Huang Kaiwen, with his palms resting on Huang Kaiwen’s thighs, so Huang Kaiwen could feel him moving in front.

Seeing that Huang Kaiwen didn’t move, Cole took a run-up and threw the ball into the penalty area.

Huntelaar moved very quickly, then an awkward situation occurred. The power of Ashley Cole’s throw-in wasn’t enough, and it fell just outside the penalty area at Clichy’s feet.

Clichy picked up the ball and directly passed it to Fabregas.

The offense and defense switched sides again.

Fabregas took a quick glance and immediately delivered a long pass. The ball swiftly swept toward the Chelsea penalty area.

Terry, positioned forward, knew it wasn’t good as the ball passed over him. When he turned back, he saw Ramos heading the ball out in front of Adriano in the big penalty area.

Terry stepped back a few paces to receive the ball and turned for a direct pass.

Minero took the ball and immediately passed it sideways.

Realizing it was Ferreira and not Ramos, he opened his mouth and asked, ”Why is it you? Did the defenders switch places?”

Ferreira, dribbling forward, looked helpless.

He didn’t want to switch places, Ramos would sometimes go out to the flank, forcing him to cover.

Now, this was his normal position.

Ferreira faced pressure near the midfield line, with no one to pass to, so he quickly passed it back.

After being criticized for not being able to return from advancing to help attack often, his style became increasingly conservative.

Minero received the ball and quickly gave it to Mikel, who dribbled a few steps forward, twisted, and slanted the ball back to the returning Ashley Cole.

Ashley Cole was about to accelerate when he saw Huang Kaiwen stretching out his hand. He immediately whipped the ball from underneath.

The ball flew straight over Alex Song and Clichy’s heads, landing in the left-forward area.

As the ball dropped, with Zulu behind him, Huang Kaiwen ran to the left-facing sideline. In this situation, there was no time to adjust. Huang Kaiwen lifted his left foot and hit under the ball.

Then he spun around.

The descending ball bounced again, over Huang Kaiwen and Zulu’s heads.

By the time Zulu reacted, Huang Kaiwen was already driving into the penalty area.

Galas rushed to the left to block, hoping to hold Huang Kaiwen off for a moment, to allow him and Zulu to sandwich Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen nudged the ball with his left foot toward the goal line, prompting Galas, who was holding down his center of gravity, to move along.

When Huang Kaiwen hooked the ball back with his left foot, Galas, who was on guard, moved back again.

But after two consecutive moves, Huang Kaiwen found his opportunity. The ball was at his right foot, and Huang Kaiwen passed it back in a reverse triangle.

Pop——

The ball quickly rolled from the left of the small penalty area to the top of the big penalty area arc. Huntelaar rushed to the edge of the area, using the inside of his foot to push the ball, and it rolled back toward the center.

Huang Kaiwen was charging up as Amunia had already left the goal.

This pass was too powerful, Amunia got to the ball first, Huang Kaiwen couldn’t leap in time and tripped over Amunia’s arm, falling in the penalty area.

”Kevin, Kevin, are you okay?”

Huntelaar quickly ran up and bent down to ask.

Huang Kaiwen grabbed Huntelaar’s hand to stand up, smiling, he said, ”I’m fine, I was able to cushion my fall.”

As the two were about to walk back, a sharp whistle blew, and Mike Dean, running over with the whistle in his mouth, pointed to the penalty spot, then dug a yellow card from his pocket, holding it aloft for Amunia.

Mourinho, with his hands in pockets, cheered with his arms raised, and Stamford Bridge turned into a sea of joy.

Wenger, on the stands, spread his arms to show his discontent.

At such a long distance, he couldn’t see clearly. It was a reflex action.

Every coach does something similar when their team suffers an adverse decision.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t complain to the fourth official now.

”Referee, that wasn’t a penalty.”

Amunia gestured with his hands, speaking quickly, ”I got to the ball first.”

”Yes, I saw it too.”

Galas said.

”Yes.” Huang Kaiwen walked up and said, ”He got to the ball first, and I hit his arm and fell, he didn’t trip me.”

Huntelaar was a bit anxious.

Wishing he could cover Huang Kaiwen’s mouth.

Ramos, who jogged up, crossed his arms and stood beside, looking disdainfully at Huntelaar.

This guy has no regard for the big picture.

Is Kevin the type to fake a penalty?