"Hey, Mr. Perez! Your favorite Kaká has won a free kick in a pretty good position for AC Milan, are you sure you don't want to watch?"
Suddenly, Li Shiguang's voice pulled Florentino back to reality.
He looked up.
As Li Shiguang said, Manchester United is already organizing their defensive wall.
Seeing this, Li Shiguang quickly put his arm around Florentino's shoulder and said with a smile, "Alright, Mr. Perez, there's no use thinking about it now! Why don't you focus on enjoying the game instead?"
Hey! You amazing kid!
Why am I thinking so much? Aren't you the culprit?
Now you're giving me psychological counseling?
Florentino was speechless. He rolled his eyes at Li Shiguang, who was grinning as if nothing had happened, and finally banished the thought of immediately arranging for someone to investigate Calderon from his mind, turning his attention back to the Champions League final.
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Li Shiguang looked up and checked the time.
The match has been going on forty-four minutes. Both teams are playing rather dull today, and neither has broken the deadlock yet. The score remains 0-0.
Seedorf had just launched a cross from multiple directions, trying to find Inzaghi making a run forward, but the ball was blocked by Vidic while still in the air and landed right next to Kaká outside the penalty area.
Kaka reacted quickly, taking two steps back to catch up. After receiving the ball and turning around, he was about to shoot when Carrick rushed up and brought him down on the edge of the penalty area.
Looking at the Manchester United players who were nervously forming a human wall.
Li Shiguang, who was in a god-like position, also made a rough estimate and concluded that the distance between the ball and the goal was about 25 meters.
To be honest, AC Milan has several free-kick specialists, and this distance is within their shooting range.
When the human wall was almost in place.
The crowd surrounding the football dispersed, and Pirlo and Seedorf stood behind it.
Then, the referee, Van der, blew his whistle.
Pirlo unleashed a powerful shot that flew straight into the bottom right corner of Manchester United's goal.
Van der Sar was actually positioned in the middle of the goal, and when he saw Pirlo shoot, he immediately fell to his right.
Actually, Pirlo's shot wasn't of particularly high quality; given Van der Sar's reaction speed, he should have been able to save it without any surprises.
But the problem is that AC Milan has Inzaghi, whose movement is as elusive as a ghost.
Just as Pirlo took the shot.
Inzaghi, positioned on the edge of the penalty area, also started his run. He had been hoping to see if Pirlo's shot would be saved so he could rush in for a follow-up shot.
But as fate would have it...
The football flying through the air collided with Inzaghi's body as he ran, creating a tiny refraction.
This deflection left Van der Sar, who was already completely down on the ground, helpless, and he could only watch as the ball flew past his toes and into the goal.
1:0!
AC Milan finally broke the deadlock just before the end of the first half!
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Shortly after AC Milan scored, Van der blew the whistle to end the first half.
Both teams returned to their locker rooms to wait for the decisive moment in fifteen minutes.
Meanwhile, in the luxurious VIP box on the top floor, Li Shiguang and Florentino were discussing the goal they had just scored.
"Haha, Ferguson is really unlucky, he managed to touch that kind of ball!"
At first, Florentino thought Pirlo had scored the goal.
It wasn't until the big screen above the stadium started replaying the goal that he realized Inzaghi had accidentally scored it!
Li Shiguang nodded with a smile: "Yes, I reckon Alex is furious right now. If he loses this game again, his dream of a treble will end in vain."
"Li, don't forget, if Ferguson really doesn't win a single championship this year, then you're one of the culprits too, hahahaha."
"You can't say that. When you were president of Real Madrid, would you have let Laporta have the championship when it was within your grasp?"
"Uh...no, not really...it's a pity the director didn't give Ferguson a shot earlier. I'm really curious what his expression was when he saw the ball fly into his own goal!"
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Fifteen minutes later, the reappearance of the two teams interrupted their banter.
The game has restarted.
If nothing unexpected happens, Ferguson must have given himself a lot of pep talk in the locker room during halftime.
Manchester United players were more aggressive in their pressing in the second half.
They basically controlled the situation on the field.
However, facing AC Milan's almost seasoned defense, Ronaldo and Rooney, the two young players shouldering the responsibility of scoring goals, were clearly no match.
Several good shooting opportunities were wasted due to the combined efforts of Maldini and Nesta in closing down the defense.
It is said that wasting too many opportunities will be punished.
This statement was quickly reflected in Manchester United.
The match ended in the 76th minute.
After Ambrosini fumbled around the center circle without finding a good angle, he passed the ball to Kaká, who was running down the right flank to receive it.
Kaka dribbled forward two steps and then suddenly made a through pass.
I don't know why.
Despite having three defenders on this side, Manchester United seemed to be under a spell, completely ignoring Inzaghi's ghostly run, allowing him to successfully beat the offside trap and burst out of the crowd to run towards the ball at high speed!
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