With the whistle that the goal was valid, the Inter Milan fans in the stands behind the Parma goal stood up at the same time and applauded subconsciously, but there was still a trace of confusion in their smiles on their faces. Many people did not see clearly how the goal was scored. Don't tell me.
They were there, and Mancini didn't even see them clearly. He just bent down and rubbed his calf.
It was clear that the ball had no chance, and even if it was recovered, it would have to be reversed several times before it could threaten the goal again. Mancini frowned and turned to watch the replay like many others. While watching, he also thought: Is this a tie?
If I had known you were so straightforward, why would I have kicked the wall for Ibrahimovic's mistake? This hurts me. The players are not injured, but I, the head coach, am.
Moratti in the crowd in the stands lowered his head and looked at two-thirds of the cigarettes left: I am so foresighted!
Crespo and Maniche, who sat down again on the sidelines, shook their heads at the same time and looked at each other.
"The first kick?" Maniche leaned closer to Crespo and muttered.
"Yeah, it's still the same." Crespo nodded.
"No, it's more powerful than in England." Maniche shook his head.
"It's only been a few days, and you've already been promoted?" Crespo turned his head in confusion.
"No, it's because Serie A is too bad." Maniche complained.
While waiting for the kick-off to resume, Cambiaso was still muttering to Wang Ai: "What a surprise."
Wang Ai laughed and didn't explain. Just like Shevchenko, who was used to the slow-paced Serie A, seemed cumbersome when he came to the fast-paced Premier League. Wang Ai came to the slow-paced Serie A from the fast-paced Premier League.
Slow, not to mention he is already fast!
As long as he is not assimilated into the living habits of Serie A and continues to maintain his living and training habits that are considered top-notch in the Premier League, there will be more such surprising performances.
When Parma kicked off, Wang Ai didn't care about anything. As soon as the football moved, he ran forward. He didn't defend anyway. Unfortunately, his teammates didn't do enough. Parma attacked him until he reached the top of the penalty area and stopped him, which made the fans in the stands happy in vain.
field.
The game started fiercely and slowly according to the rhythm of Serie A. I wonder if everyone has contracted Juventus's problem. The problem is that Juventus has the ability to seduce all opponents into "old men" and then trample them with high heels.
rival, but not others.
Wang Ai touched the ball a few more times, but unfortunately he had no chance and moved out again. His teammates did not have a tacit understanding and were not used to his speed. Those who were familiar with him were not there yet, so he had to fight alone and continue to pick up missed shots.
Wang Ai shuttled back and forth between Parma's defense lines, with no clear purpose and a bit of a stream of consciousness. This was his experience after watching the videos of all Inter Milan games in the past two seasons. He probably knew where opportunities might arise with this frontcourt combination.
, also called front door smell.
Unfortunately, the opportunity never came. Instead, Ibrahimovic's volley in front of the goal was blocked by the opponent's player and he got a penalty kick. Parma was very angry, but Ibrahimovic was very calm. He shot it and the score went ahead.
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It was the 88th minute of the game. Parma continued to be angry and annoyed the head coach. A whistle blew and drove the Parma coach into the stands. At this time, Dossena, who had just been teased by Wang Ai in front of his face, was injured and had to be replaced. Parma
It became a challenge with 9 people.
The defensive lineup suddenly became much sparser. Although according to Inter Milan's habit, they should have retreated at this time, but once the three substitution cards were played, Mancini didn't like to shout much, so his will was not fully realized.
Secondly, Parma almost beat Inter Milan today, and the game was fierce, so Inter Milan persevered and continued to play.
In this chaos, Wang Ai did not participate much, and always wandered outside the battle groups of both sides to peek. After seeing that Parma's lineup was sparse and chaotic, he felt that an opportunity was coming, and once again gave up his midfielder position and quietly moved to the left.
Then he rushed forward when Cesar was fighting with the opponent in the penalty area.
Just in time, Cesar lost the ball. The football bounced out of the penalty area and was picked up by Wang Ai. Before the defensive player could pounce, Wang Ai took off against the purple and yellow football and headed straight for the goal.
Upper left corner.
The ball was hit by the outside instep of the left foot, with a slight arc, leaving the goalkeeper completely helpless.
The moment the football stirred up the net, the stands behind the goal seemed to grow one meter taller out of thin air, with blue and black flags and scarves waving everywhere.
Wang Ai, who was the focus of the audience, had a strange reaction. He put down his feet, put his hands on his hips, took a long breath, and twisted his neck. When Cruise, who was nearest, rushed forward, he collided with him with his muscular body with a clang.
, showing a smile and hugging his teammates one after another, but still thinking in his heart: This feels good.
Yes, that's good. How did he become a world-famous "efficiency king" even though he doesn't like scoring goals? It's just that he has been covered up by his own anxiety recently, making him forget this simple and pure happiness.
After thinking about this, when Wang Ai ran back accompanied by Ibrahimovic and other teammates, he turned his head back and waved his arm hesitantly towards the south stand.
This was the first time Wang Ai took the initiative to greet the fans in the stands after coming to Inter Milan. He turned his head after waving his arms, but he did not see that in the stands behind him, thousands of arms were waving at his back in an instant.
At the same time, Xu Qinglian and her two guards in the London apartment, and Huang Xin in the old house of Wang Ai, a young man in Tubingen, all smiled with relief. The two of them immediately opened the dialog box on the laptop next to them.
We started chatting.
"Seems like he's healed?"
"It's not thorough, it's a bit stiff. But it's still a good sign. You've done a great job."
A few minutes later, with the final whistle, the Meazza stadium burst into applause.
Thousands of miles away, the Central Five Live Broadcast Room also made a summary: "Viewers, the game is over. Although Inter Milan was once behind 1:2, with the appearance of the Chinese national team captain Wang Ai, the game was soon over.
In a quick reversal, he scored two goals in a row to help the team win 4:2. This was Inter Milan's ninth consecutive victory. It was also the second consecutive game that Wang Ai came on as a substitute and scored in two consecutive games. I believe he will do it in the next game.
Get more playing time!”
Amid the enthusiastic chatting and laughter of his teammates and the constant congratulations from the staff, Wang Ai took his coat from Crespo and was preparing to change in the locker room when he saw the team doctor treating Mancini's calf bone.
Put a band-aid on it.
The fans in the stands overhead were exiting. Mancini took Zanetti to attend the post-match press conference. The star who drove himself greeted his teammates and left first, while Wang Ai went to the bathroom to take a shower.
.Although his game time today was only 20 minutes, he still broke out in a sweat.
When he came out and got on the team bus, he found that he was alone.
When the bus was about to arrive at the base, Kangsi handed him Wang Ai's mobile phone. There was a latest text message on it, Mancini: Are you interested in starting against Juventus?
This chapter has been completed!