I am Kaka

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The game restarts.

The players of the Chelsea team looked at Kaka frequently, not knowing whether they were lamenting his foresight or scolding him for his crow's mouth.

Reading didn't feel guilty because the opponent's goalkeeper was abolished. Instead, he felt that he had found the door to victory and played more roughly.

In this game in history, five yellow cards were given out when the referee was selectively blinded many times. It is conceivable what the game was playing.

Fortunately, the referee was under more pressure this time, and he was not soft-spoken when he blew the whistle. Finally, the match did not turn into a boxing ring at the beginning.

The game was frequently interrupted.

The Chelsea fans who came with the team kept booing, and the Reading fans were proud of how they made the defending champion so embarrassed.

Facing the wolf-like Reading players, Chelsea played very passively. .

In the beginning, he still had the mentality of not touching porcelain and pottery, hiding as much as he could, but the opponent made more and more moves, and the blue army generals couldn't help but get mad.

In the 7th minute, after Torres got rid of Songko, the test shot from 20 meters away was directly confiscated by Hahnemann.

It was nothing more than a failed attempt, but it was unbearable for Songko to directly uproot Torres after chasing back.

Van Persie directly clashed with Sonko. Of course, the other Reading players wanted to make the trouble as big as possible, and immediately surrounded them. Fortunately, Kaka arrived in time to rescue Van Persie and Torres, otherwise God knows what would happen.

Five minutes later, Zambrotta's right wing went all the way and made a cross near the sideline. Inge Masson shook his head to make a clearance, and the ball hit the upper edge of the lintel and popped out.

In the 14th minute, Kaka made a breakthrough on the left side and passed the goal. Van Persie and Murty fought for the header together, but they both fell to the ground as soon as they took off, screaming one by one.

"The football was confiscated by the goalkeeper, both attacking and defending players fell to the ground, their faces looked distressed, the referee looked helpless, let's watch the replay... oh, poor Van Persie, he was caught when he took off. Murty attacked, Murty should change his name to actor, he not only escaped the eyes of the referee, but also looked more wronged than anyone else, if there is no camera, everyone would think that Van Persie did something bad to him..."

Kaka and Torres pulled Van Persie up from left to right.

"It can't be like this anymore," Torres said in a deep voice, "I'd rather receive a red card than be carried off on a stretcher!"

"The weaker we are, the more arrogant they are. It's useless to count on the referee." Van Persie said while rubbing his elbowed ribs.

Kaka also rubbed his face, and said: "Be smart, try not to dribble, shoot and pass quickly, don't let them have a chance to foul, at worst, they will fall down when touched, you can only deal with this kind of hooligans better than them." Rogue, there is nothing to say."

Although there are suspicions of encouraging his teammates to cheat fouls, at least at this time, Kaka still intends to play honestly, but Reading doesn't seem to want to give him this opportunity.

In the 20th minute, Figo was flanked by Doyle and Harper when he received a pass from Kaka near the midfield. After a meal without a shadow, the Portuguese king was brought down to the ground.

The referee immediately ran over in a hurry, and while blowing his whistle, he showed Harper a yellow card.

Figo was carried out on a stretcher.

The Chelsea people are outraged.

Lampard and Terry rushed to Riley, the referee of the game.

Terry yelled, "Don't you see? Don't you see what they're doing? That's murder! They're trying to cut off Figo's leg! It's two red cards! Red cards! Not a damn yellow card!"

Lampard's voice was equally uncompromising, "How many times? How many times is this? Are you really planning to make a penalty like this?"

"Enough!" The referee also yelled, "I have my own judgment, you guys play hard and leave the rest to me. Everyone do their own thing, OK?"

O you Mabi yo.

Terry was not very good-tempered at all, and wanted to continue to shout back after listening to it. Lampard's sharp eyes saw that the referee was about to draw cards, so he quickly grabbed Terry and tried to make his voice normal, "We Do not accept this penalty, not only this one, but also that of Peter just now! But we respect you, because you are the referee of this game, but I hope that in the next 70 minutes, Chelsea can get a fair game."

Seeing that the referee was besieged, Reading ran over quickly. Inge Mason intervened between the referee and Lampard, and other Martin players also came up to surround Terry and Lampard.

"Football is a man's sport. If you are afraid of getting hurt, go home and find your mother. Don't embarrass yourself."

"Is this the defending champion? So that's how you got your trophy? By the referee's sympathy?"

"Mr. Referee, that yellow card was too much, I didn't foul at all."

"If I were you guys, I would cry now, maybe the referee would really soften his heart."

"Keep your eyes open, this is the Madejski Stadium! Not fucking Stamford Bridge! The brave stand, the timid lie down, that's the rule here!"

Other Chelsea players also rushed up, and Riley was squeezed to the outside. He quickly put the whistle in his mouth and blew it hard.

The players on both sides finally calmed down.

Just as Riley wanted to warn, Kaka, who had been on the sidelines, suddenly pushed away Essien and Grosso in front and walked to the middle, slowly sweeping past the Reading players in front.

"You want war, don't you? Well, I'll give you war!"

After speaking, he glanced at Riley again, then turned around and called his teammates back.

"Have you heard?" Terry also glanced at the generals in Reading, "If they want to fight, then let's fight!"

"Fight! Fight! Kill them!"

"The war has begun, brothers, anyone who dares to touch you will give me back! I will pay the fine!"

"Wow! Kaka is mighty! Kill Redding!"

"The dispute seems to have calmed down. Although I couldn't hear what the two sides said, it seems that Kaka persuaded the Chelsea players..."

"I think Kaka's character needs to be changed. Now is not a gentleman's time. Chelsea must be tough and fight back bravely."

"Figo finished his treatment and wanted to play again, but it seemed that Ancelotti refused. Chelsea used up the second substitution, and it was Makelele! A veteran replaced another veteran! So Mascherano and Makelele will form a defensive midfielder, while Lampard will play Figo's position, partnering with Kaka as a central midfielder."

"Chelsea's midfield free kick, Lampard took the penalty, a long pass... a bit too big, passed directly to Inge Masson... Kaka! Kaka suddenly rushed over and jumped high , Steal the ball from Yingji Masong!"

Yingji Masong was startled by the sudden appearance of Kaka, and immediately rushed up after reacting.

Kaka stopped the ball with his chest, and rushed a few meters to the side due to inertia. According to the past, he can rush out by changing the direction of the ball, but this time he deliberately slowed down and waited for Yingjima to come up.

Yingji Masong didn't dare to use too obvious movements. Seeing that Kaka didn't run far, he immediately concentrated all his strength on his right shoulder and slammed into Kaka hard.

Everyone knows that Kaka has great strength and a strong body, but Reading and his group came from the British Championship after all, and they didn't really let Kaka go. Yingji Masong saw Kaka's gentle appearance, His figure doesn't look like a muscular super macho, he expected that at most eight or nine layers of force would be able to knock this little boy into the air, but he didn't know that he was the one who flew out in the end.

Both the audience and the fans in front of the TV could see clearly that Yingji Masong ran over angrily, jumped high, and hit Kaka with his shoulder, while Kaka stood still and stood firm, and also used Shoulder bumped back.

Then Yingji Masong flew back with a sound of pia, and sat down on the ground in a standard buttocks backward flat sand falling wild goose style.

Kaka turned his head slightly, looked down, and gave him a contemptuous glance, and then began to move the ball forward, striding forward.

Sonko and Murty stood in front of Kaka, closing the door and reminding other teammates to pay attention to defending Van Persie and Torres. As a result, Kaka swiped the ball between them, and they rushed up directly behind.

Sonko and Murty stretched out their feet at the same time, but they failed to touch the ball. At this moment, Kaka stepped over their two outstretched feet, and then flew forward.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Songke grabbed Kaka's shoulder and pulled it back hard. Kaka had expected this kind of reaction. When he rushed over, his body leaned forward a little. He waited for Songko to grab it firmly. Push forward suddenly.

Not only did Songko fail to hold Kakara back, he was also taken around and staggered and fell into the mud.

"It's too violent! Are you sure this is Kaka and not Adriano or Drogba? His speed, strength and skill are not of the same order for the Reading people... single-handedly! The pendulum? The lob? The pendulum? Crotch? Why did you shoot directly? Hiss... This shot... Fortunately, Hahnemann missed the block, otherwise the stretcher might have to come up for the third time."

"Kaka's explosive shot from close range! The football seems to have exploded, kicking the net high, this kick is too deflated!"

"Kaka ran to the sidelines, oh, this kind of action..."

Kaka ran to the sidelines in the face of the boos, put his hands to his ears, and made a gesture of listening.

Come on, keep shouting, the louder you shout, the worse you will die.

"I'm so domineering!"

"I thought he would make the gesture of shutting up, but I didn't expect it to be the other way around... It's all hiss, what's so good about it?"

"You don't understand, the howling of a defeated dog is the most beautiful music in the world."

"Take off your clothes! Brighten your muscles! It's not fun to be so gentle."

"Thinking too much, the yellow card is reserved for useless people, how could it be wasted now."

Twenty-fifth minutes, 1-0.

The Chelsea people celebrated wildly at Reading's home ground, which almost caused a riot among the home fans. The referee had to come and intervene, and the game continued.

The whistle sounded and Reading kicked off.

As soon as Lita passed the ball to Doyle, Torres and Van Persie immediately rushed into the penalty area and began to tackle from a distance.

Doyle flicks the ball back and the man jumps back.

Lita also took a few steps back, avoiding Van Persie who was shoveling towards him.

Kaka also rushed into the middle circle at this time, and then rushed into Reading's half.

Lampard also galloped up behind him.

Van Persie and Torres immediately jumped up and also went straight to the frontcourt.

"Chelsea started to press high, the four attacking players chased the ball with all their strength, Shawry got the ball, forward pass, error! Lampard put a lot of pressure on him, the ball was too hasty, Groo Suo rushed forward forty meters and got the ball! No pass, bring it yourself! Oh! God! Another foul! The tackle was Korean player Xue Qixuan, he kicked the football, but also brought down Ge Rosso...Groso stood up, as if he was protesting to the referee? Oh, no, he was asking the referee for a quick free kick, the football was passed to the center, Reading be careful, Kaka came again!"

Facing the ground ball suddenly kicked by Grosso, Kaka flicked the toe of his right foot and lifted the ball over Hunter's head.

Hunter quickly turned around and chased after him. Just as he was about to reach out and pull towards the hem of Kaka's jersey, Kaka flicked the ball again and brought it back from above his head.

Hunter reacted quickly and turned around immediately, and this time he learned his lesson, with his head raised, ready to deal with Kaka's third pick at any time.

But this time Kaka did not pass from the sky, but from the ground.

crotch...

Hunter lowered his head, and spit out the most famous English word in the world, the one starting with F.

Cursing Farke with his head down, it feels like he is scolding his younger brother...

"Hunter was dizzy by Kaka, Kaka avenged Cech in his own way, continued to break through, Murty came up, changed direction, changed direction again, changed direction for the third time..."

Morty was thrown to the ground and couldn't get up.

Kaka came to the area at a forty-five-degree angle of the penalty area, and slashed towards Reading's small penalty area mercilessly with a machete.

Van Persie broke free from Songko's pull and came to the front of the football, and shot in the air with his left foot.

The football flew past Hahnemann's ear and hit the net hard.

2-0.

"GOAL! Van Persie expanded the score! Wait, the Reading people seem to be very angry, because Murty is still lying on the ground, they think Kaka should stop attacking just now... I also agree that the game should be suspended when a player is injured, but This kind of gentlemanly behavior does not apply here, it is impossible for Kaka to care about whether he is injured after knocking down his opponent before continuing the game..."

"Poor Murty, he's already wounded and the stretcher is on for the third time..."

Van Persie rushed to the sideline excitedly, after kneeling and gliding, he imitated Kaka's movement just now and put his hands to his ears.

Come on, shout, shout, the louder the better.

The entire Madejski Stadium seemed to be shaken gently by the huge sound waves, harsh boos, and soaring abuse, drowning Chelsea people like hymns.

Even Terry, Mascherano, Zambrotta and others behind rushed up, and everyone hugged tightly.

Terry shouted ferociously: "That's it! That's it! Fuck them to death! Let Redding tremble when he mentions Chelsea's name in the future!"

Kaka also patted Torres and Lampard hard on the backs of his left and right sides, "Go on! Go on! Never withdraw until the last moment!"

This is the war you want.

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