I'm Kaka Kaka

Chapter 358 Cruyff Turns Around
Torres once gave up a penalty kick he created in order to complete Kaka's hat-trick. Kaka decided to pay Toniu a hat-trick at that time. Unfortunately, although he has assisted Toniu a lot in recent games, he is always short of money and has not been able to fulfill his promise.

It's only about the 10th minute of the game, and he assisted Torres to score the first goal. The assist hat does not seem impossible.

Of course, Kaka wouldn't have such big bad thoughts in normal times, but this period of time can be said to be a rare dark time for Manchester United, and it will be difficult to have a chance if he doesn't take advantage of his illness to kill him.

For Torres, this goal was a complete surprise. All those who saw the situation just thought about everything and probably would not have thought that Torres would score the ball in the end, so even the commentators were stunned before they started various "GOAL".

"Kaka did not shoot by himself, nor did he pass to Shevchenko on the other side of the goal. Instead, he turned around and controlled the ball and then passed it back to Torres outside the small penalty area. I can't describe the mood at that moment. As a commentator, I must maintain a neutral position and interpret the game from a neutral perspective. But as a fan, I can't help but worship Kaka. One moment he was charging at high speed. An exquisite dribble was completed in a limited space."

"The referee gave Ferdinand a second yellow card. I believe his action just now was subconscious. He didn't aim at Kaka's feet on purpose. After all, he really hit Kaka. If Kaka fell to the ground, it would be a penalty kick and a yellow card. However, the Manchester United players seemed very dissatisfied with this penalty. After all, Kaka did not fall at the time, and Chelsea had already scored a goal. To be honest, it is really difficult to see this kind of penalty at Old Trafford..."

Torres shook his head and walked towards Kaka, "I don't know how to express my feelings, brother."

"Shine my shoes?"

"good idea."

Torres really wanted to half-kneel down as he spoke, Kaka quickly pulled him up, and the two hugged tightly.

"We can do a lot, Fernando, this is just the beginning."

"Yes, I know, I suddenly feel that joining Chelsea may be the best decision in my life."

"..." Why does it sound a bit ironic?

Sheva from behind ran up with a strong smell of vinegar, inserted forcefully between the two, and also congratulated Torres with a hug.

Ronaldo watched this scene with his hands on his hips, full of unwillingness in his heart.

The way this Zai Zai expressed his reluctance was to blindly throw a few balls, not wanting to pass a single ball. Not only did his teammates on the field want to strangle him, but Ferguson almost had a myocardial infarction off the field.

"I thought Cristiano had made a lot of progress, but now it seems that he is still immature. Sure enough, Ferguson couldn't help it. He took the opportunity of a corner kick and called the Portuguese to the sidelines. It seems that the hair dryer has been turned on..."

"I don't want to yell at you, Cristiano, I've said what I have to say many times, you are so smart, you must know what to do is right, but you are so young, you always like to do things you know you shouldn't, I can only give you the first half, if you still don't change, sit on the bench and watch how Kaka plays, maybe you are disgusted that I always compare you to him, that's because in my eyes, you are the best players in the world, but it's a pity , in the eyes of the whole world, only he is the best, and you are nothing."

"I know how he plays football, BOSS, I have seen it all, he dribbles the ball in the backcourt, passes one opponent after another, then assists, shoots, and he does everything by himself," Ronaldo couldn't help complaining, "What he can do, I can do it too."

"Yes, you can too, but not in this way," Ferguson said faster as the match had begun, "You are not the same type of players. You have wrongly positioned yourself. You can become stronger and you can become greater. Now, try to follow what I said. You have to do subtraction, Cristiano. This is the Premier League, not the Portuguese Super League, not the Brazilian Premier League. There is only one Kaka, and there is only one Cristiano Ronaldo. You have to be a better version of yourself. Wild, honestly, their jerseys make me sick."

Ronaldo was pushed by Ferguson, turned around and ran back to the court.

Kaka's corner kick was pushed out of the bottom line by Sheva, Manchester United's offensive opportunity.

Football came to Scholes again after a long pass and short pass, but this time Scholes no longer gave Ronaldo a chance. He brought the ball to the front of the penalty area and cooperated with Rooney who retreated. After getting rid of Lucio, he took a long shot from one step inside the penalty area.

Terry rushed forward without fear of death, and blocked Jiangtou's shot with his back.

Maicon poked the ball out and passed it to Makelele.

Makelele crosses Joe Cole diagonally.

Joe Cole cleverly broke through Sylvester and handed the ball to Kaka in the middle.

Kaka speeded up immediately after getting the ball, frightened Fletcher and Alan Smith quickly entangled with their hands and feet, but Kaka quickly slowed down, commanding his teammates to move while firmly controlling the ball under his feet.

Ribery and Joe Cole approached Manchester United's penalty area one right and one left, and the Manchester United players were also quickly returning to defense, but Kaka still took the ball to the left without haste, and at the same time stretched out his hand to Makelele.

Makelele ran over quickly, and Kaka also made a move to pass the ball to him, but there were too many lessons learned, not to mention Makelele, Alan Smith, Fletcher, even the fans did not believe that Kaka would pass the ball honestly like this.

Sure enough, Kaka's right foot suddenly kicked the ball to the left, and the football was buckled from behind him.

"This is... Cruyff's turn! Kaka tricked Alan Smith and Makelele with a Cruyff turn. Look at the expression of the Frenchman. He looks very hurt."

Alan Smith, who was guarding against death, thought that Kaka would send a fake fax, but he couldn't think of what kind of method Kaka would use to break through. He was completely unprepared for this attack, and was directly rushed by Kaka.

Fortunately, there was Fletcher behind him immediately to defend, but Kaka's movements were connected very quickly, and Oxtail immediately followed.

For British fans, this kind of action of the oxtail can only be seen in a dream. Even Manchester United fans couldn't help but screamed softly.

Surprisingly, Kaka did not rush to the penalty area immediately after passing the man, but suddenly passed the ball back with his heel.Left back Zambrotta did not know when he had already run up and took the ball away from behind Kaka.

The undead fighter Alan Smith rushed towards Zambrotta again, and the two lingered all the way to the bottom line. Zambrotta tricked Alan through a subtle fake.

To be honest, in terms of defense, Alan Smith, who has just been forced to transform into a defensive midfielder, really only has fighting spirit left.

But Zambrotta, who had fooled Alan, did not make a cross as people imagined, because Kaka was already approaching him.

Nothing to say, Zambrotta passed the ball immediately.

Fletcher followed Kaka with 1 unwilling to prevent him from turning around.

Ferdinand, who was originally guarding the center of the goal, also ran out quickly. After thinking about it, he knew that it was impossible for Fletcher to prevent Kaka.

But Kaka didn't catch the ball. His right foot was lifted up at the moment the football arrived, and suddenly fell heavily after the football rolled past his feet, knocking back.

The football rolls past Fletcher's feet and into Torres' face.

Torres got rid of it horizontally, and after shaking O'Shea, he immediately aimed at the goal guarded by Van der Sar, nodding his bow and arrow.

The sharp arrow flew across the sky, rolling up thousands of piles of snow.

　Happy National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival everyone.

　　Many friends said that Ronaldo was called Ronaldo at that time, and Ronaldo was called later. But the author remembers that he clearly heard the name Ronaldo from the commentator when he watched the Premier League live broadcast from 04 to 06, and now I read some previous reports, and many of them were written about Ronaldo and Ronaldo.

　　
　
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