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Chapter 1624: Chapter 448: Cassano’s Alibi

”If it were Kevin or Kaka, this long shot would have gone in, but if someone else were in Kevin’s position facing two defenders, it would be hard to succeed against Arsenal’s two defenders.”

”Ibrahimovic just ate the pizza that Kevin fed him, that’s all!”

Guardiola was bowing his head, constantly writing and drawing in his notebook.

Although Ibrahim’s goal was beautiful.

After experiencing Huang Kaiwen’s two phenomenal goals, he really wasn’t that excited.

Even if this goal evened the score, it wouldn’t be a big deal.

It doesn’t matter whether we win or lose in a friendly match, the most important thing is to find the problems in the team and solve them.

He even wanted Milan to lose a few friendly matches to give these star players a wake-up call.

Today he already had a general understanding of many Milan players.

Thinking that Ibrahim had almost played the whole match, Guardiola got up and called Inzaghi over from the substitute bench.

Inzaghi walked to the sidelines with a black face, muttering: ”The great Filippo can only play in garbage time, I don’t think much of this coach either. When I’m a coach in the future, I must give the veteran players, no, the older players more respect, I’ll show them that with a bunch of players over 30, I can also win the UEFA Champions League.”

Inzaghi was warming up.

Arsenal launched another counterattack.

Clichy made a pass after moving forward, Alex Song dribbled towards Milan’s big penalty area in the front court.

Huang Kaiwen deliberately ran to the right to cover for Ramos.

As Alex Song got closer and closer to the big penalty area, Huang Kaiwen seized the opportunity to go to the ground and tackle the ball, successfully poking it out.

The substitute Fabregas didn’t expect the ball to end up at his feet, by the time he was preparing to pass, Huang Kaiwen, who had already gotten up, went to the ground again and tackled the ball away.

Kaka, who had retreated, successfully received the ball, turned and strode with the ball into the opponent’s half.

Arsenal players crazily ran back.

Kaka had just dribbled past the midfield, and there were already three defending players on the left, center, and right.

But Kaka’s speed with the ball was really too fast, they had no chance to stick to Kaka, if they slowed down even a bit they would fall far behind Kaka.

Fortunately, there were other defending players in front of the big penalty area.

Koscielny this time didn’t care about Zulu, he directly charged towards Kaka.

Kaka tapped the ball underfoot, shifted direction swiftly and easily threw off the opponent.

Seedorf, who had not long been on the field, hurriedly gave way and ran to the center while Kaka went to the big penalty area from the right, then swung his right foot and shot directly, the ball went straight into the left side of the goal.

Beep,

Beep,

Beep—

The referee blew the whistle for the end of the match.

4:3, Kaka staged a long-range sprinting last-minute goal.

Wenger was the first to enter the field to comfort his disciples.

He was quite satisfied with today’s score.

Huang Kaiwen rushed up and walked back with Kaka around his neck.

”Swap jerseys, Kevin?”

Van Persie blocked in front of the two, directly handing over his jersey.

Huang Kaiwen smiled and nodded.

You handed it over, why ask if we’re swapping or not, Yellow Ball King wouldn’t offend people like this.

He took off his jersey and handed it to van Persie.

Guardiola, imitating videos he watched before, handed Huang Kaiwen a towel and water bottle.

Huang Kaiwen looked at Guardiola.

Guardiola smiled and said: ”I see Ancelotti doing this often, it’s a Milan tradition, right?”

Huang Kaiwen:...

Is Milan’s tradition handing towels to Yellow Ball King?

At this moment, all he could do was nod his head.

Without waiting for Huang Kaiwen to speak, Ramos who walked up directly said: ”It’s not shameful for the coach to hand a towel to the best performing player, Real Madrid and Chelsea also have such traditions.”

”That’s right.”

Guardiola nodded in agreement.

Clemente came over and said: ”We need a few players to go to the mixed interview area, England’s reporters can’t wait anymore.”

Guardiola hurriedly hugged Kroos who just got up.

I’ve already offended Real Madrid, Barca, and Bayern, let’s spare Juventus, Inter Milan, and Premier League giants.

He didn’t want to face a worldwide enemy in the UEFA Champions League, where every match is as intense as a derby.

”I’ll go.”

Ibrahimović with clothes on his shoulders said.

”Alright, Ibrahimovic go to the interview area.”

Guardiola continued to look around, pointed at Rakitic and said: ”And you, you go too, you performed well today.”

He originally didn’t intend to praise Rakitic.

But because he suddenly couldn’t remember Rakitic’s name, he did so.

Guardiola decided to go back and study the players’ information well to avoid experiencing this embarrassment again.

In the mixed interview area.

The reporters were already impatient.

Not seeing Huang Kaiwen’s figure made them a bit disappointed.

But Ibrahimovic also has a daring speech.

”How was today’s match?”

A Sky Sports reporter extended a microphone and asked.

”It was okay, neither side took it seriously, especially Kevin.”

Ibrahimovic said coolly.

”Do you mean Kevin was going easy?”

The reporter pursued.

”Idiot, do you take a friendly match as the UEFA Champions League final? Kevin only showed ten percent of his strength, still with two goals and two assists, do you expect Arsenal to lose 10 goals to be happy?”

Ibrahimovic said disgruntled.

”Then what do you think the score would be if Kevin used his full strength today?”

The reporter continued to ask.

”You can go check the Premier League scores of the past two years, Chelsea against Arsenal, doubling Chelsea’s goals would pretty much be Kevin going all out.”

Ibrahimovic said.

The reporters exchanged glances.

Hell.

The biggest margin between Chelsea and Arsenal was 8 goals, do you really want it to be 16? Do you still want to pack up?