I am Kaka

"Ronaldinho's second goal, he copied his own classic and lobbed in the box!"

"Before the game, everyone thought that this game would be a battle between dragons and tigers, but they didn't expect that before the end of the first half, Chelsea was already behind by two goals. What's more, they had one player less than their opponents."

"Kaka left the field less than two minutes later, Chelsea fell behind again..."

"Ronaldinho! Ronaldinho! This is the World Player of the Year! Barcelona's World Player of the Year! Where was Kaka when he scored?"

"The World Player of the Year defeated Mr. Golden Globe, and Ronaldinho responded to all doubts with two wonderful goals. Does anyone still think that the selection is unfair?"

The fourth official on the sidelines shrugged to Kaka, "There is no need to wait for a dead ball now."

Ronaldinho ran to the sidelines to celebrate, and he happened to arrive at Kaka's side, whether it was a coincidence or on purpose.

Kaka could only give him a high five with a wry smile, "Good job."

"Haha, you have to work hard, Kaka."

Kaka nodded, returned to his position, and waited for another kick-off.

Van Persie and Torres came to him, followed by Falcao and Essien, who looked like they were waiting for instructions.

Kaka didn't want to say anything at first, but when he saw that the veterans looked like they were in desperate need of chicken soup, he simply called the four defenders and Petr Cech over.

"Everyone has seen the situation. There is only one way to attack behind us, so the two full-backs took turns assisting up, and the other remembered to help make up for it," Kaka said, "Falcao, I am being watched too closely. It's hard for me to get the ball in the middle of the regular overhead pass, how long you can pass it to the two sides, Torres and van Persie will pull to the wing to respond, I will run in from the back in the middle, we only have ten people, but this is Stamford Bridge ,them……"

Kaka raised his chin towards the stands, "It's our eleventh man."

Torres applauded and stretched out his hand, and the others did the same. Kaka yelled first.

"Chelsea..."

"victory!"

"Kaka is boosting the morale of his teammates. They have not given up. I hope we can see a different Chelsea after the game restarts."

"No, no, don't use a different Chelsea. They played very well just now, but they lacked some luck. As long as they keep going, they will score goals sooner or later..."

After the game started, Maicon couldn't wait to rush across the center line to meet Falcao's pass.

Iniesta rushed over to defend, but was forced by Maicon.

In order to leave enough room for sprinting, Kaka deliberately retreated deeply, almost parallel to Maicon, but he didn't ask for the ball, but followed slowly behind.

Maicon passed the ball forward, Van Persie received the ball on the right side of the penalty area, and firmly controlled the ball in the face of Ogle's pressing.

Kaka suddenly started and sprinted in a straight line.

Van Persie knocked the ball back to Maicon. Maicon narrowly won the race with Xiaobai and directly passed the ball diagonally to the middle of the penalty area.

Max and Van Bronckhorst rushed towards the ball together, and Kaka also rushed in from outside the penalty area.

The three of them were about to collide, but in the end Kaka was the faster one. While stabbing the ball between the two defenders, he also jumped lightly and rushed past them before the goal was closed.

Seeing that he was about to get a single shot, the Barcelona goalkeeper attacked in time and made a big-foot clearance.

The Barcelona fans at the scene and in front of the TV breathed a sigh of relief. An Pang on the sidelines smacked his lips, walked slowly back to the coach's bench, and sat down with his shoulders in his arms.

Kaka raised her hands high and applauded lightly,

Said the offense played well.

The home fans also applauded to show encouragement.

The ball that fell in the midfield was taken by Barcelona and passed to Ronaldinho's feet.

Ronaldinho showed some tricks, but this time he got off the hook and was intercepted cleanly by Essien.

Essien took the ball forward a few meters before passing it to Falcao.

Falcao looked up and made a long pass to the left.

As soon as Torres stopped the ball, he was knocked to the ground by Puyol behind him.

The whistle sounded and Puyol fouled.

Torres stood up immediately and didn't have time to argue with Puyol. He picked up the ball and put it down, and sent a free kick directly.

As soon as Kaka got the ball, the referee's whistle sounded.

"Puyol fouled, Chelsea got a free kick in the front court, Torres' quick serve was disallowed, he didn't ask the referee before serving, and he wanted to serve again."

"The ball is on the ribs of the penalty area, deflected to the left, it is difficult to hit the goal directly, but Kaka also has a record of direct goals from this position, so Barcelona should be careful."

Kaka and Falcao stood in front of the football together, and Barcelona formed a five-man wall in the penalty area to block them in front of them.

Falcao looked at the goal and said, "Play directly?"

"It depends on luck to fight directly. I'm only 20-30% sure. How about you?"

"You only have 20 to 30 percent, and you still ask me?"

"Then let's cooperate," Kaka thought for a while, "run up together, you pass the ball, I shoot."

"Okay, try to avoid the human wall."

The whistle sounded, and the two ran together.

But everyone soon discovered that Kaka did not run to the football, but to the other side.

Falcao kicked the ball in front of him.

Puyol knew what they were going to do when he saw Kaka's running direction, and rushed towards Kaka immediately.

Kaka originally wanted to come up and volley directly, but Puyol reacted too quickly and just blocked the angle of the shot. He had an idea, and his right foot, which was about to shoot, went directly over the football, and then the rainbow passed.

"The duel between the two field captains! Kaka is extraordinary!"

"The football was picked over Puyol's head by Kaka! Puyol pulled someone from behind, Kaka didn't fall down, and was still rushing in! Max came out, can he block it?"

Can't stop it!

With a strong shoulder, Kaka broke away from Puyol's pull, and then stepped forward quickly, stretching his foot just before Max touched the ball.

The football flew up again, over Max's head.

Kaka just ran past Max and volleyed at the falling football.

The first few Barcelona players reacted almost exactly the same.

Hold your head, turn around, trying to block the shot with your back or butt.

However, eggs.

The football drew a straight line and hit the inside of Barcelona's goal post, and then refracted into the net with a "bang".

The entire Stamford Bridge Stadium was dead silent at first, and then there was a sudden burst of cheers.

All the home fans jumped up, and all kinds of shouts rushed into the sky with applause and shouts.

"GOAL! GOAL! GOAL! Kaka! Kaka! Our Kaka!"

"Go to the fucking World Footballer! Go to the fucking Barcelona! We have Kaka! We are number one in the world!"

"!"

"" is Chelsea's slogan, similar to Liverpool's "youwillneverwalkalone". The translation probably means blue flags fluttering high or something. It doesn't have much momentum, but when tens of thousands of people shout together in English, it is still very domineering and agitated.

Having said that, there are so many people, even if everyone yells "Fuck" together, I'm afraid they can all yell with an earth-shattering momentum.

Kaka clenched his fist and waved it lightly.

Van Persie, who was the closest, ran into the goal, hugged the football out, and everyone ran back to the midfield together.

The teammates patted Kaka on the head or shoulders a few times. After accepting their congratulations, Kaka came to the sidelines and kept raising his hands to the fans, signaling them to be louder.

The fans responded immediately, and the already deafening chants and shouts rose a bit, as if to blow up the whole of London.

"Kaka is motivating the fans! Chelsea fans have gone crazy! They are still behind, they have one less player on the field than their opponents, but their momentum seems to have won the final championship!"

"This is a burst of adversity! The players didn't give up, the fans didn't give up, Chelsea still had a chance."

Van Persie threw the ball into the center circle, and Kaka also returned to his position. Only then did everyone realize that Chelsea, who had just scored a goal, had already set up their formation and made all preparations for the kick-off, while Barcelona, ​​who had kicked off, was still dawdling , many were still walking back slowly in Chelsea's half.

This scene undoubtedly made the Chelsea people full of confidence. Not only the fans at the scene, but also the fans of the Blues outside the field also cheered wildly.

Win or lose, they have every reason to be proud of their team.

There is no need to pile up a group of muscular men on the field, the Blues can also have their own iron and blood temperament.

Rijkaard had a bad premonition and rushed to the sidelines.

If it weren't for the fourth official to stop him, he would even rush into the court.

"What are you doing?!"

"Have you admitted defeat?"

"Everyone run!"

Rijkaard kept yelling at the field, but they were all covered by the voices of the fans. The Barcelona players on the field looked at their coach with a confused look.

Puyol thought he had some important instructions, so he rushed over immediately. The master and apprentice got together, one roared loudly, and the other listened attentively.

Kaka was upset, looked at the referee, and reached out to the two people on the sidelines.

The referee also felt like hell.

Only the side that was scored hates the goal and the side that celebrates for too long protests, and the team that has not seen the goal thinks the kick-off is too slow.

With the intervention of the referee, the game started quickly.

The momentum of the two sides was completely different, but Kaka deliberately controlled the rhythm.

Rijkaard originally expected Chelsea to be hot-headed and take advantage of the situation to make another victory, but he didn't expect Kaka to be so calm in this situation, and the bad feeling in his heart became heavier and heavier.

He himself played the role of a metronome when he was a player, and he is too familiar with Chelsea's current state.

The game quickly came to the 40th minute.

Chelsea is in full swing, making up for the lack of numbers through desperate running, and also getting opportunities through wide-ranging running and fierce fighting.

Iniesta scrambled past Essien and Zambrotta with a croquette but ran into Falcao head-on.

Obviously, Falcao was played by Iniesta five meters away in the last second, and no one knows when he caught up.

Needless to say, Xiaobai's reaction was nerve-wracking, and he immediately wanted to change direction and wipe out Falcao.

Falcao's defensive skills may be only average, but in terms of extraordinary skills, he is definitely the only one on the field who is at the same level as Kaka, Ronaldinho, and Xiaobai. He knows Iniesta's next move with his eyes closed. What is the best choice for him? Naturally, he is not Iniesta's opponent in one-on-one, but when Iniesta was caught off guard, he easily snatched the ball by relying on accurate prediction.

Xiaobai still wanted to fight back, but the feng shui took turns, and now Falcao was playing tricks on him.

Falcao poked the ball and it looked like it was going to go through the crotch. Xiaobai immediately clamped his feet, but after clamping, he realized that the football had never left Falcao's feet, and he stepped on it lightly and pulled it back. .

"Football has become one with Falcao's right foot. He uses his feet to make movements that ordinary people can't do with their hands."

"Passed and came back... Falcao seemed to be taking revenge, passing Iniesta three times in a row! Who can believe that this is actually a midfielder? Ancelotti used him to defend Biggest waste!"

Falcao finally remembered his job after the three play Xiaobai, and transferred the ball to the other side with a long pass.

Maicon stepped forward, took the ball and flew.

Jiuli rushed over diagonally, caught up with Maicon, and fought all the way past the midfield until he reached the penalty area. Maicon kicked the football onto Jiuli's feet and rolled out of the boundary.

Just as the away fans applauded Giuly's perseverance, Kaka suddenly ran out of bounds.

Chelsea's ball boy also cooperated tacitly and immediately threw the ball over.

Kaka caught it, turned around, faced the court, raised the ball high above his head, and threw it hard.

Van Persie was already in the penalty area and thought that Maicon would pass the ball, so he rushed to the small penalty area and retreated slowly when he saw the ball went out of bounds. Who knew that when he looked up, he saw the ball flying towards him.

Facing the big cake that fell from the sky, Robinman did not hesitate at all, turned sideways to face the football, lightly tapped his chest, and let the football fall in front of him.

The Barcelona players in the penalty area immediately shouted.

"Offside! Offside!"

"He's offside! There's no one in front of him!"

"The foul ball is offside! Why don't you grab it quickly?!"

The ball lands, it bounces, the goalkeeper strikes, Van Persie volleys, everything happens in an instant.

"GOAL!!! Van! Persie! West! The Dutchman scored the equalizer goal towards the end of the first half! Smart Kaka! He used the rules wisely, Van Persie was in an offside position, but the throw No offside during the throw-in!"

"Kaka assisted Van Persie to score! 10-man Chelsea tied 11-man Barcelona! The two sides are back on the same starting line."

"Kaka's hands are so strong, he threw the ball from such a long distance."

"Kaka completed a wonderful cooperation with the ball boy. This scene is a bit familiar. He also made such a fast serve when he was in AC Milan. He caught Juventus by surprise. Look at the Barcelona players. Some people don't know what's going on..."

Kaka turned around, raised his hand and slapped the caddy who was laughing, and then turned around to face Van Persie who was rushing towards him.

"Damn it, how long has it been since the two balls were chased back like this? Fake?"

"I have a friend who wants to ask, how can I become Chelsea's ball boy, wait online, it's very urgent."

"First you have to be a player in Chelsea's academy."

"No, first of all you have to be Tong, how old is your friend?"

"When I didn't ask."

"Is this really Barcelona? Being chased for two goals in a row? There is one more person?"

"Reporter, it's not that our army is too incompetent, but that the enemy has Kaka."