I am Kaka

Ghana won a corner with less than a minute left in what would be their last chance.

Every Brazilian was on the verge of a formidable enemy, staring closely at the Ghanaian players in the penalty area, and even Adriano squeezed in, closely following the opponent's high center forward.

Kaka and Oliveira stood outside the penalty area, responsible for defending Ghana's two midfielders, but unlike Oliveira, Kaka was ready to sprint at any time.

If Ghana scores a goal, everything will be over. If the ball is won by Brazil, then Brazil will have a chance.

The corner kick was taken very quickly, it was a high and comfortable curve ball, just bypassed most of the defenders, and flew right in front of the goal, whether it was a Brazilian or a Ghanaian standing there, it was possible to head the ball into Brazil in the goal.

Most of the Ghanaian fans who just hold the mentality of gaining my luck and losing my life suddenly increased their sense of anticipation.

At this moment, Oliveira, who was nervously looking at the direction of the goal, found that Kaka was receding towards Ghana's half.

Turning around halfway, eyes looking at the goal, but the body is walking in the opposite direction, ready to sprint at any time.

The football was hit by Adriano. He used a flick to attack the goal and pushed the ball near the small penalty area, and it just landed at Baptista's feet.

"here!"

"To Kaka!"

The voices of Kaka and Oliveira sounded at the same time, and Baptista didn't know if he really heard their voices in the noisy arena, or if he had a tacit understanding with Kaka, or just wanted to make a clearance, so he went straight The foot pumped the ball towards Ghana's half.

The soccer ball just landed in the circle of the middle circle, towards the Brazilian half, and Kaka had already charged up, taking the ball across the center line in less than two seconds.

Not to mention around him, even behind him there was no one.

Everyone was stunned, and then shouted loudly, and even the Argentine fans who had been watching the game as a show stood up in exclamation.

The head coach of the Ghana team was also stunned for a moment, then rushed to the fourth official, poked his finger hard on his watch, and shouted: "It's time! Time is up! The game is over! Tell that Brazilian boy to stop! Let him stop!"

The fourth official blocked him with one hand, wiped the spittle sprayed on his face with the other hand, looked at him like an idiot without saying a word, then turned his head and stared at Kaka who was running.

In the live broadcast, everyone suddenly found that the ball was missing, and the camera stopped on Baptista for more than three seconds before finding Kaka's position.

"Kaka! Kaka! Kaka! He got the ball in his own half! He used the rules wisely, he was not offside! He didn't have any defenders around him! The courage of the Ghana team is admirable, but they will Pay the price for your recklessness, this is the war between Kaka and Banane! The last match was Banane who won, who will it be this time?"

Who will it be? No one knows, except Kaka.

Because he had seen this question before, and the person who answered it last time was called Torres.

Kaka decided to copy Torres' answer, even punctuation.

He was very tired. Although he had specially strengthened his physical training, the high-intensity exercise for more than 100 minutes at ultra-low temperature still gave him a feeling of suffocation that required all his strength to breathe.

If there was a stamina bar in reality, then there must be only a pitifully thin red line left in his stamina bar.

But his consciousness is very clear, his spirit is very excited, so excited that his whole body feels numb, and he can only execute the instructions from his brain mechanically, but he can still dribble the ball and run quickly.

This is a struggle of will and flesh.

He couldn't hear a sound, but he knew that the world would soon be cheering him on.

Banane clapped his left and right palms together,

Arched his body, like a cheetah preparing to prey, he stared at the approaching Kaka.

Kaka didn't look up, and made an eye contact with Banane as in the movie and anime, but calmly dribbled the ball into the penalty area, slowed down, pulled the ball to the right and at the same time jumped lightly to avoid the goalkeeper's hands, Push the ball into the empty goal with ease.

A game-winning buzzer-beater.

The Brazilian fans went crazy, as if the mouth and nose that had been covered had finally been loosened.

Kaka raised his hands high, pointed to the sky, ran to the sidelines panting, and then lay down on the ground with his limbs spread out, not wanting to move.

Costonio on the sidelines went blank, and he breathed a sigh of relief after being hugged by the assistants behind him.

The job of the head coach is really not something ordinary people can do. He really can't imagine what will greet him when he leads the Brazilian team but fails to make it to the quarter-finals.

National sinner?

I shuddered, and survived from desperation.

He suddenly felt that maybe the most correct decision he had made in his coaching career was watching the final of the Basheng Championship live.

"Unbelievable! Unbelievable! Kaka beat the Ghana team! This is the first golden ball knockout match of this World Youth Championship, but even if it is not the golden ball system, the time left for the Ghana team is probably only a few seconds , they shouldn't have taken such a risk! Kaka missed a key penalty kick, but completed the redemption at the last moment of the game. "

"Let's watch the replay! Oh my gosh! Look at his moves, what the kid did, it's not luck! He planned it from the start! Everyone's thinking about how to defend, he's already Thinking about how to fight back! Poor Ghanaians, they played very well, but unfortunately, there is only one winner on the pitch..."

The first one to rush over was Oliveira. As soon as he ran to Kaka, he felt something was wrong.

Kaka looked like a critically ill patient, with dull eyes, pale face, shortness of breath, and the appearance of belching at any time.

"What's wrong with you, Kaka?"

"It's nothing, I'm tired, let me lie down for a while."

"Lie down! Wake up!"

The original words of the two are definitely not like this, but the free translation is almost in this style.

Kaka managed to sit upright, surrounded by his teammates, and his hair had already been kneaded into honeycombs.

The reaction of the fans at the scene was quite restrained. Except for a few crazy Brazilian fans, most of them just applauded normally, but for the Argentines, being able to applaud the Brazilian players is enough to make people praise them for their generosity .

But for countless Brazilians watching the live broadcast in front of the TV, the situation is different.

It's just a quarter-final match, and the opponent is Ghana, who said that they are not very strong or weak. It is reasonable for them not to be so excited, but as long as they watched the game, they knew that this victory was worthwhile. How hard-won.

It can be said that Brazil's success depends not only on technology, but also on will and wisdom, which are some beautiful qualities worthy of admiration and amazement.

Kaka is finally no longer just Kaka of Sao Paulo, but Kaka of Brazil.