I am Kaka

While Capello was discussing with the coaching staff who should be allowed to guard the goal, Kaka was letting Dida take off his gloves.

When Capello and the others finished discussing, Kaka had put on his gloves and walked towards the goal.

"Who told him to keep the goal?" Capello looked at Kaka with the gloves, and looked at the people around him.

The others looked at each other.

"Kaka." Dida grabbed Kaka.

Others also looked at him strangely.

"Do you really want to keep the gate?"

"of course."

Kaka has a plug-in, and an experience card is not expensive, but it can’t be said. Although it’s not that he can be guarded by his incarnation as Cassie, it is definitely better than just letting someone guard it.

Dida wiped his eyes and said, "The goalkeeper has to change into the goalkeeper's clothes."

"Huh? Oh."

Kaka and Dida went to the sidelines to change clothes, leaving a group of people staring at them.

"Kaka will keep the goal?" Gattuso looked at Nesta.

He knew that Kaka and they had a small circle, and they often practiced together.

"never seen it."

Nesta shook his head and looked at Rui Costa.

Rui Costa also shook his head.

Maldini hurried to the sidelines, hearing Capello gritted his teeth as soon as he approached.

"Who asked you to guard the gate, do you know what you are doing?"

Maldini just wanted to go back to the back, Kaka already looked at Capello and said seriously: "I will keep the goal."

"You will keep the gate? Are you kidding?"

"I really will," Kakadao, "coach, you trust me once."

"Now, go back immediately and call Serginho down."

"coach……"

"Listen, Kaka, everyone wants to be a hero, but this is the Champions League final, not your performance stage!" Capello said in a low voice, "Now, take off your gloves and go back to the game."

Kaka took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, "Coach, please believe me, I will really keep the goal, I have practiced."

"I have come to AC Milan for a year, Kaka, my eyes are not blind."

The head referee who had watched the gossip had to express his sense of existence aloud, "Everyone, we have limited time. Make a decision quickly, put on gloves and clothes, and go back to the game immediately."

Kaka fights for the last time, "Then let me finish this and see, if I want to play overtime, let me..."

"Kaka, I don't want to say the second time!"

"Not negotiable?"

Maldini hurried into the middle of the two and pushed Kaka into the court, but found embarrassingly that he couldn't move...

Kaka took off his gloves, raised it slowly, then threw it at Capello's feet, turned and walked back to the court.

"Isn't AC Milan supposed to discuss who should keep the goalkeeper? Why for so long? I know it is a bit cruel for them, but... Kaka... seems to be in conflict with Capello?"

"This game is really twists and turns! Kaka and the coach have a disagreement, and both sides seem to be very angry! Look at Milan, then look at Liverpool, the game turned out to be like this is not unreasonable."

"What happened? AC Milan are fighting at this time? It looked like Kaka was preparing to keep the goal, but now Kaka took off his gloves and threw them at Capello's feet, which is not very polite."

It's not only impolite, it's just a face slap.

Capello's face was pale.

Kaka lifted the hem of his shirt and wiped the sweat from his face.

The second half of the game made him understand a truth, manpower is sometimes poor.

Anyone who has had his experience, is reborn and systematic, will have a feeling: I have been selected by the world.

But now the world tells him that you may have been selected, but it was just a random draw. It is not that the heaven will be reduced to the people after careful selection...

No matter how good an individual is, there is a limit to it.

"Kaka..." Maldini patted his shoulder worriedly.

"Don't worry, it's okay," Kaka smiled, turned and patted his shoulders, "Go hard, Captain! Why can't we do what Liverpool can do? We are the Triple Crown, the defending champion, yes The best team in the world, Liverpool have spirit, don't we have it?"

The horse team looked at him, nodded heavily, informed Serginho to go to the sidelines to change equipment, and then gathered all his teammates around, everyone in a circle.

"Guys, we are going to be a joke," Maldini said, "3-0 in the first half, two goals were recovered in the second half, or even three. Do you know what the reporters will write tomorrow? Know a year Later, ten years from now, what will people say a hundred years from now? Know how to answer when your child asks you about this game?"

"I can't think of it, and I don't want to know," Maldini tightened the captain's armband. "I'm thirty-seven years old. Maybe this is my last Champions League. We were the greatest team ever. But today, in just forty minutes, we are like a group of clowns! Kaka just asked me, Liverpool has their spirit, don’t Milan have it?"

"It's ridiculous to say that I have been in Milan for 20 years, and I don't know what Milan's spirit is, but I know, it's definitely not a coward!"

Kaka clapped his hands, stretched out his right hand, and carried other people's hands.

Everyone looked at each other, wondering if it was an illusion or self-suggestion, Kaka seemed to be able to see something in their eyes.

Something that just appeared to Liverpool people.

Bloodliness, desire to win, undefeated fighting spirit or something.

At the same time he remembered the talent of Maldini in the system.

Absolute leader.

Human resources are sometimes poor, but a group of people can do what one person cannot do.

The miracle of Istanbul? A hundred years of shame? Whip the corpse?

Whip you hemp B!

He doesn't know what will happen next, maybe Milan will win or lose, but no one is qualified to laugh at them anymore~www.readwn.com~One! two! three! "All hands are stacked together," Milan will win! "

"Milan’s goalkeeper is Serginho! Liverpool is still taking the penalty by Alonso! If you can score, then the game is likely to go into overtime, if Serginho can perform miracles, then Milan There is hope that the game will be over in ninety minutes! God, my heart will jump out of my chest."

For the second time, Alonso stood before the penalty spot to set the ball and then backed away.

He was nervous, but he could see that the man opposite was even more nervous.

Whether it is a believer or not, everyone is praying.

The whistle sounded.

Alonso started and volleyed his right foot into the upper right corner of the goal.

Serginho judged in the right direction, but unfortunately... the remedial action is too rusty, the football has already flew into the goal, and he finished the save.

3-3.

Alonso rushed to the sideline frantically, so excited that he wanted to take off his clothes, Gerrard's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he held him tightly.

Other Liverpool players rushed forward and pressed Alonso tightly under him.

The Milan players stood on the sidelines, thinking and thinking about the same as Liverpool's at the end of the first half.

As if they had already won...

"The goal was scored! After all, no miracle occurred, or a miracle has occurred! From behind 03 to tied with 33, Liverpool completed the impossible task."

"In addition to injury time, there are only about nine minutes left in the game. The situation is too unfavorable for Milan. One less player, and a goalkeeper, even if it is delayed to overtime, based on their age composition and current His attacking ability is also difficult to threaten Liverpool’s goal, the second half of the game has fully demonstrated this."

The game started again.

The game... just started.