Chapter 382: The First Home Victory Has Arrived
The stealing of a point didn't make the Milans panic, and Maldini didn't blame his team-mates for making mistakes. I really won't blame him, not to save face.
Of course, Zhuo Yang would not think that Maldini was wrong, and whoever wanted to say this would become the first wave of criticism. Losing the ball is a fart, isn't it okay for Lao Tzu to fight back?
Three minutes after the restart, Zhuo Yang crossed into the box from the ribs, Pato stopped the ball with his left foot and let go of Andre Kupi, who looked like a train, and then pushed it with his right foot, but his shot was blocked by Jezo sitting on the ground with his legs. The ball bounced to the feet of Ronaldo on the other side of the box, and Cannavaro Jr. stuck very tightly, but Ronaldo did not force the shot, but pushed it back to Pato.
Pato, who stepped on the small penalty line, pushed again, but was saved by Jezo in disbelief, and Pato looked a little like a lottery ticket.
There was chaos in the penalty area, and Bogliacchino flew to the top to try to clear the siege, but it was Zhuo Yang who had sneaked into the penalty area at some point, right behind him. Zhuo Yang followed the jump, starting from the side of Bogliano but coming first, flat in the air like a swimming tuna, and like overtaking in an F1 corner. After bypassing Boliacino, Zhuo Yang slammed his head into the football first.
Zhuo Yang landed, Bogliacchino fell, the net shook, and the football fell silent in the net.
2:1, the annoyed Pato was instantly excited, grinning his back molars and rushing towards Zhuo Yang: "Hey, Zhuo, Zhuo, Zhuo, Zhuo, Brother Zhuo, awesome!" Zhuo Yangxin said: This little rabbit quarries really like a duck.
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Napoli's 35-year-old goalkeeper Gennaro Yezo seems to be at odds with the Brazilians today, how Rocapa shoots and how he saves, all kinds of flying and all kinds of leg stretching, and the 80,000-strong San Sirori is playing him.
Ronaldo couldn't score twice, and looked at Pato helplessly, Pato was even more helpless, he had three shots at this time, so he had to turn his head to look at Kaka. Kaka Xin said: What are you doing with me? I didn't in either. Staring at Zhuo Yang, Zhuo Yang pretended not to see it, and he said in his heart: Three stinky chess baskets!
In the 40th minute, Napoli counterattacked Ravic straight into his own right side, and Kaladze gave up his life to chase back from the middle diagonal stab, and was already in the penalty area when he could get up to the point. One more step was it time to hit the door, and Kaladze was forced to tackle from behind the side, and Ravitch hung on his leg and fell with a crunch.
Yellow card plus penalty, there is nothing to justify. But this time Kaladze was on his own, and the defensive gap on the left wing was still due to Maldini's failure to return in time, and it was already difficult for Kaladze to come from such a long position.
Maldini was silent, standing on the line of the penalty area and watching Zhuo Yang and Dida sing and harmonize. No one blamed him, and no one came to comfort him.
The ball went in, Maurizio Domiqi hit the top right corner with a powerful shot, Zhuo Yang could see it, Dida could see it but couldn't save it. 2:2。
As the half-time whistle blew, Maldini walked beside Ancelotti. "Carllo, I'm a little dizzy, I won't play in the second half." There was not the slightest emotion in his tone, as if he was discussing today's weather.
"Okay, I'll let Pharaoh replace you." Ancelotti was also so bland that he seemed to be answering that it was a sunny day.
Carlo Ancelotti knew that Maldini had understood, and he knew that Paul's old buddy would not blame him, and that in a big club, everyone couldn't help themselves.
- Paul, my old buddy, thank you for not questioning me, and thank you for your understanding. I hope you don't get me wrong, they don't want to drive you away right away, they just want you to retreat.
Entering the dressing room, Ancelotti did not rush into the room to smack a few cigars today, but first laid out the tactics for the second half, and the first sentence was that Favali replaced Maldini. With a calm face, the team took off the captain's armband and handed it to Ambrosini.
In this way, there was no one chatting in the locker room for the entire fifteen minutes, and Zhuo Yang, who was talkative, was as silent as a monk who had attained the Tao.
Maybe Ronaldo and Pato are not deeply touched, one of them is a king and the other is too tender, but Zhuo Yang, Kaka, and Pirlo were ruthless because of this second half. Just 30 seconds after the whistle was blown, Zhuo Yang suddenly released a flying tackle in the front of the midfield to steal Danabona, knocked his foot back to Pirlo and rushed forward with his head down.
Pirlo stood on the spot and looked up, unhurried, waiting for the time to be ripe and then suddenly turned his right foot straight to the front, Kaka received a volley from the outside of his instep halfway, and Zhuo Yang happened to cross the Napoli defense, like an arrow off the string.
Zhuo Yang and Yezuo landed at the same time, and Yezuo lay next to Zhuo Yang, desperately watching him playfully pick up the ball and blast it into the empty goal.
The sideways step dodged the oncoming Pato, and the duck was dangled to the ground. Zhuo Yang pouted and rushed to his bench, picked up Maldini and spun around three times on the spot. It's not that he doesn't want to turn the fourth lap, because his teammates are all around and can't turn anymore.
Next up is Kaka. In the 70th minute, after receiving a pass from Andrea Pirlo at the top of the arc, Zhuo Yang slipped past Montevino into the penalty area, and before the bag arrived, he used his backheel to Favali outside. Pharaoh went down, he crossed again, the low ball was fast and fast, the key was very accurate, this was the Pharaoh's unique skill in assisting.
Kaka threw down Cannavaro Jr. in two ballet steps and outflanked the goal, easily volleying into the goal, 4:2. Maldini was picked up by Kaka and spun around three more times, and his head was really dizzy at this point.
Pato was in a hurry, the three immortals were all open, and they shot the most but they were still slight, which seemed to be very shameless.
In the 77th minute, the high-spirited old man Fa came again, cutting all the way along the sideline like a bicycle boy. Pirlo split the side at the right time, Pharaoh hung at a 45-degree angle, and Pato in the corner of the big penalty area went from stopping the ball to rubbing the soles of his feet and then dodging Caparera, and the small technique was amazing. Zhuo Yangxin said: Tsk, it has the charm of my youth.
hugged his head and hit, but Yezzo still didn't give any face, and the football flew to the other side after the side pounce. Zhuo Yang's chest stopped falling leaves, and the football suddenly lay at his feet without moving, like a sleeping cat.
In the penalty area, Zhuo Yang faked seven or eight of his teammates, and three fell to the ground, two Neapolitans, plus an unassuming Pato.
Zhuo Yang rolled his eyes before he used the outside instep to pass the football to the back point, Ronaldo, who is not very good at heading, made a move to leap with a fish, without cover and no one cared about him, if he didn't jump in vain, he couldn't jump in vain, and Jezo wanted to become a thousand-armed Jesus. 5:2, Luo Lao Tianwang also scored twice.
Pato didn't dare to get excited anymore, otherwise he would seem like he had never seen the world, and he was very old and solemn to congratulate Ronaldo.
Zocarlo and Pi always wanted to feed Pato the ball and put the cake to his mouth, but he couldn't chew it when he opened his mouth in a hurry. It's still a veteran who knows more, and Favali doesn't pretend to be like that.
In the 84th minute, Pharaoh walked and watched while slowly dribbling the ball on the side, and saw Pato suddenly get up to speed before he burst into a diagonal pass. Pato stopped the ball and turned around, pulling the hand of Dominic who was tugging at his clothes, and rushed into the penalty area without delay.
In the face of the attacking Jezo, Pato fine-tuned two steps and stabbed with his toes, and the ball went through the crotch and into the goal.
Don't look at his young age, Pato is very good at things, and after scoring a goal, he rushed to the south stand to give his die-hard Rosson Neri his hands to his heart, his eyes were red, and his eyes were shining with tears. At this moment, his icing on the cake was more cheered than Zhuo Yang and Ronaldo when they scored twice.
AC Milan won their first home win of the season with a score of 6-2, and Pato also made his home debut with a goal to cement his unbreakable lead in the scorers chart with 20 goals.