Chapter 55
Ever since the Manchester United Red Devils arrived at the training ground here, the internet and tabloids have been following up on the two teams one after another, warming up for the upcoming friendly match early -
#Manchester United and AC Milan get along harmoniously, new football stars Ronaldo and Kaka put aside past grudges#
#The private appearance of the Son of God: vivid! Pranks and face pinching are not left out#
#Red Devil Ronaldo, the extreme contrast on and off the court#
#Manchester United dressing room bully-Ling Shichui: The pink pony who was pinched on the face by teammates in turn#
#Ronaldo was pinched on the face and warned for showing off his fancy fake moves on the training ground#
#AC Milan vs Manchester United friendly in three days! The two first-line main teams started and played the full 90 minutes! #
#Friendly match tickets are hard to come by, only 800 tickets are available#
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Just by looking at the numerous headlines, Mendes could imagine how eager the club was to increase its commercial value this time. This coincided with his idea, and he was happy to add fuel to the fire.
Fans also talked about this training camp on the forum:
"Honestly, I always feel like the two sides will start fighting on the training ground if they don't agree on something, haha!"
"It seems that there are very few handsome men in the Premier League... Serie A has better feng shui."
“It’s well known that Premier League pitches bite.”
"At least the Premier League has a Ronaldo, so be content."
"Chris was pinched in the face by his teammates in turn? Hahaha but why did Milan and Kaka sneak in?"
"It turns out the Son of God also likes to pinch Ronaldo's face. It must feel really good."
“…”
The sponsors were so satisfied with the trend effect of successfully capturing the attention of the Internet that they expanded the number of tickets for the live audience from 500 to 800, changed the originally scheduled half-time game to a full game, and even placed some peripheral products on site.
When Cristiano finished training on the last day before the game, he passed by the half-finished friendly match stadium and couldn't help laughing at the decorations on the sidelines. He said to Kaka: "If this happened in a dozen years, these people would definitely not miss the opportunity to launch a paid live broadcast of the event."
Kaka laughed when he heard this and nodded in agreement.
Both of them made some relatively small investments and stock purchases through Mendes. They did not intend to interfere with the future development trends of new media and major industry giants. With the huge inflow of funds, their small investments were not eye-catching, but they would be enough to give them beautiful and generous returns in the future.
After returning to the dormitory, in the dormitory lounge, Maldini and Keane jointly announced the lineup for the last day's friendly match.
"The friendly match lineups are determined by drawing lots. Now everyone come up and draw your team."
Cristiano rushed to the front with a quick step: "I'll go first."
Maldini looked at Cristiano with a smile: "Then you go first."
"Playing for Manchester United." Cristiano read out the words on the note.
Others also came forward to draw lots one after another.
Shevchenko: "AC Milan."
Giggs: "AC Milan."
Costa: "AC Milan."
Rooney: "AC Milan."
Gattuso: "Manchester United."
Neville: "Manchester United."
Ruud van Nistelrooy: "Manchester United."
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In the end, only Ferdinand and Kaka were left, with one vacant spot in each team.
Kaka stepped forward, and Keane paused when he saw it. He tried to adjust the draw box quietly, but it was held firmly in place by Maldini's hands.
"Manchester United." Kaka unfolded the small note in his hand and smiled.
Ferdinand's face darkened: "...AC Milan."
Cristiano tried hard not to smile too obviously. He flashed behind Gattuso and looked at Kaka with bright eyes.
This made Costa, who was standing opposite, want to cover his eyes, because there was really nothing that could be hidden in the eyes of his young Portuguese teammate.
Sir Alex Ferguson also flew over from England to watch the friendly match on the day, and Ancelotti was also present.
"This should be called an entertainment match." Sir Alex Ferguson looked at the unrecognizable team on the field and curled his lips. Fortunately, his little Ronnie was still in his team.
"I agree with you, my friend," said Ancelotti, looking depressedly at their little prince of San Siro who mixed in with a group of Red Devils.
The eight hundred spectators had already entered the stadium early and were now waving small flags enthusiastically.
Soon, the two reorganized main teams of Manchester United and AC Milan came on the field one by one with their ball boys.
Cristiano's caddy was not present because he had a stomachache. He looked around awkwardly, and he was the only one without his caddy.
He had no choice but to put his hands behind his back and slowly follow the team out of the player tunnel.
Seeing this, Kaka naturally took Cristiano's hand subconsciously until he heard Costa cough twice loudly.
He paused, let go of his hand, lowered his head and whispered something in his caddy's ear. The little boy obediently walked between him and Chris, holding the hands of the two older brothers.
Cristiano smiled and curved his round eyes.
"They look so harmonious." Rooney sighed.
"Like a family of three." Nesta interjected.
Rooney choked and couldn't help but look again, as if he couldn't wash away this impression.
Two starting teams that were completely different from usual appeared on the court, and the commentators in the broadcast booth had to take some time to introduce the situation on the scene.
"The referee blew the whistle and the game began. This game is an unconventional one, with the two main players of Manchester United playing against AC Milan. You can see that the main players of AC Milan appeared in the Manchester United team, and the same is true for the main players of Manchester United!"
"The outcome of this match is obviously not important, this is a friendly match for entertainment first!"
"Manchester United attack from left to right, AC Milan attack from right to left."
The All-Star team, which had no chance to work together, looked like they were playing on their own. Coupled with some language barriers, even when they shouted loudly on the field, they could see their temporary teammates showing brief confused expressions.
The big screen in the stadium would occasionally switch to the players' puzzled expressions, and the commentator in the broadcast room couldn't help laughing: "Perhaps this is one of the biggest highlights of this game."
"Then the boos from the fans on the field will engulf both teams," another partner pointed out calmly.
In the first twenty minutes of the first half, the main players on both sides were trying hard to adapt to their new teammates, but obviously the results were minimal, but it didn't end up being a mess either.
Giggs received the pass from Rooney, broke into the frontcourt alone, and faced his Manchester United captain Keane.
Keane was so familiar with Giggs's style that he easily intercepted the ball from Giggs and turned around to make a long pass across half the field.
He even smiled at Giggs.
Keane's long pass was caught by Gattuso, and Neville almost came up to clear the ball. If he hadn't seen that the two of them were wearing the same color jerseys, they would have almost collided.
Gattuso passed the ball directly to Kaka.
"Haha, this is really interesting. Keane saw through Giggs's move. Giggs didn't have much advantage against Manchester United's goal!" The commentator couldn't help laughing, "Gattuso and Neville almost snatched the ball. Fortunately, the two realized that the other was their teammate for the time being!"
"Kaka got the ball! As an offensive midfielder, Kaka has the ability to shoot. Will he choose to attack AC Milan's goal directly?"
Kaka immediately sped up with the ball, his eyes found Cristiano, and at the same time, Cristiano also met Kaka's gaze. The two exchanged glances, and Cristiano immediately moved.
"Kaka dribbled the ball to the edge of the penalty area!"
"Ronaldo makes a run into the penalty area!"
"Cristiano heads the ball! The ball goes in!?" the commentator exclaimed, "Ronaldo and Kaka connect! Kaka assists, Ronaldo scores to open the score!"
There was a sudden cheer in the stadium, Cristiano turned around and ran towards Kaka. Kaka opened his arms, raised a big smiling face, and tried hard to catch his lover who was running towards him.
He finally hugged Chris openly in his arms, pressing their chests tightly together.
"It feels so good! Kaka!"
"Great Cris!"
The two looked at each other, Cristiano moved closer and touched Kaka's forehead, then grinned brightly.
Soon the two were surrounded by their teammates who rushed over, Van Nistelrooy and Gattuso on each side, and Neville. The group of people squeezed the two young lovers in the middle like a human pyramid.
"I never thought that the first goal today would be a joint goal by two rising football stars! They have never even played on the same team, but it is clear that their cooperation was too smooth!" The commentator said with emotion, "This goal makes this friendly match look worth the price of the ticket."
"Wonderful! Kaka seemed to be very familiar with Ronaldo's movement! Similarly, the trust and tacit understanding Ronaldo showed to Kaka did not seem like two teammates who had just started to work together!" said another commentator.
Not to mention the commentator was surprised, even Ancelotti didn't expect that these two people could complete such a cooperation!
At the end of the first half, the players returned to their respective locker rooms, and the two coaches on the field also left the field soon together.
Ferguson narrowed his eyes thoughtfully and joked: "Kaka and my Ronnie are a good match. It would be better if they were in the same club."
Ancelotti paused after hearing this and waved his fist towards Ferguson: "Don't think about Kaka. I warn you, he is mine."
"But what the club needs more than a player is probably real money," Ferguson shrugged, pointed out sharply and bluntly, "and Manchester United can give it."
Ancelotti: “…”
"Ha, I was just saying it casually, don't look like you want to eat me." Ferguson raised his eyebrows.
Ancelotti smiled and gritted his teeth: "Then why didn't Ronaldo come to AC Milan?"
Ferguson: "Listen, can you afford Ronnie?"
Ancelotti: “…”
Shut up, he doesn't want to listen anymore!
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