Midfielder

That was AC Milan's attacking opportunity. Rui Costa, who had already established himself in the midfield, could still find a suitable passing opportunity when facing the close defense of Makelele.

Makelele was originally a dog-skin plaster-like defense, but this time he still miscalculated a little, because the guy he was now staring at did not have Kaka's speed and rarely shot from a distance.

But in a very small space, Rui Costa could complete the escape action, especially since Makelele had been running for almost 90 minutes. Even if he had an iron lung, he was a little out of breath.

This time, when he wanted to block Rui Costa, he was still a step slower and did not have time to block the opponent's forward dribbling step. Such a small mistake was still caught by the opponent.

Keen feeling, this is Costa's most fatal point. Makelele's slow beat was enough for him. A turn and pull action was enough for him to find a chance to pass the ball.

With a flick of the outside of his right foot, the football obediently passed through the blockade of Makelele and Thiago, and went directly to the feet of Shevchenko who had already advanced from between the two guys.

The Ukrainian may not have expected that the ball could be passed so accurately, so he did not immediately adjust the shooting angle when he received the ball, but hesitated slightly near the penalty area.

Such hesitation gave Carvalho the opportunity to make up for the defense. He shook off Inzaghi and rushed directly to Shevchenko, blocking the Ukrainian's shooting angle with his whole body, trying to block the opponent's attack in this way.

But Shevchenko did not force the choice of shooting at this time, but when Carvalho rushed over, he made a very light lob pass, and Carvalho could only watch the damn football fly over his head.

It was an absolutely dangerous gap. Shevchenko's pass was to find behind Carvalho. His lob pass directly allowed a killer like Inzaghi to find a space that could be used. The guy stopped the ball very keenly in the penalty area and shot at a very fast speed.

Inzaghi's shot was at a very tricky angle. He deliberately chose to shoot at a close angle. Cech could only pounce on the flying football in an extremely awkward way, hoping to block Inzaghi's shot again.

God may have occupied Chelsea's side at this moment. Inzaghi's shot was about seven or eight meters away from the goal, and Cech's center of gravity was not confused by his fake move this time.

Reluctantly reaching it, Cech stretched his arms to the maximum extent and supported his fingertips to touch the football at the last moment. He had no strength to push the football out of the penalty area, but it was enough to complete this save.

With a light push, although the football was not hit far, Inzaghi's shot could no longer get into the net, but Chelsea's danger was not lifted because of Cech's wonderful save.

The English fans in the stands could clearly see this wonderful save, but before they had time to cheer, they saw Inzaghi rush to the goal again and try to make up the shot.

But this time, Inzaghi was not only facing the football and the fallen Cech, but also Carvalho, who had turned around and chased him, blocked him in front of him, and the supplementary shot hit the Portuguese central defender hard.

The ball bounced out, and Carvalho's human shield still blocked Inzaghi's shot at the last moment, but the damn football did not bounce out very far, and Shevchenko, who was outside the penalty area, kicked it in the face.

The Ukrainian did not intend to stop the ball and look for any cooperation opportunities. He just wanted to shoot it, preferably before Cech got up from the grass and directly penetrated the goal.

Shevchenko's shot went straight to the goal with a whistling sound. Cech, who had just climbed up from the grass, could not block such a speed of shot at all, but at the moment when the ball was about to cross the goal line, Terry's long legs came across from the other side and accurately stopped the ball on the goal line.

After two thrilling blocks in a row, Chelsea's defense was in chaos, but their clearance was not kicked far. This time, Costa intercepted the football blocked by Terry with his long legs on the periphery.

But this time he did not prepare to shoot like the previous choice, because Makelele had already hit him fiercely. Even if he shot, he might lose his aim because of such a collision.

Costa's reaction speed was very fast, or you should say that this guy's vision of observing the movement of the court was really good. He found the most suitable passing route in such a short time.

Low ball, Costa almost sent this pass with the power of a volley. No one in the Chelsea penalty area, which had become a little chaotic, could see who he was passing the ball to.

When they looked back and saw the passing route, they found that Kaka, who was just cruising on the sidelines, had already killed into the penalty area, and the embarrassed Ferreira could only chase him behind him.

A standard through pass, Costa captured such an opportunity with his vision and keen sense of smell, and he almost broke through Chelsea's entire defense with this beautiful pass.

With just a light push, all the Chelsea players became his background.

Kaka also seemed to have telepathy and accurately inserted into the penalty area, while Ferreira never thought that the Brazilian boy would get rid of his defense and pull so quickly.

At the moment when Kaka started at high speed, Ferreira felt something was wrong, but it was too late for him to reach out his hand. The Brazilian boy shook his shoulder and shook Ferreira's hand away.

Not pulling the opponent, not only did Kaka pass by him, but also made Ferreira lose the chance to catch up with Kaka. Now he could only chase after Kaka desperately.

Now even if Ferreira wanted to foul, he didn't dare, because Kaka had already entered the heart of the penalty area. If he wanted to stop the opponent at this time, he would definitely have to pay the price of a penalty kick.

"God! Damn it!" Ferreira might only be able to use such a curse to ease the embarrassment in front of him. He really didn't want to be completely defeated by the opponent after working hard for almost 90 minutes.

He almost held on for 90 minutes, but at the last moment, the opponent successfully broke through.

Kaka's figure that left in a dust made Ferreira a little desperate. He really didn't want to see the next scene.

Six or seven meters away from the goal, there was a wide angle for shooting. When Kaka was ready to receive the ball, even Mourinho on the sidelines might have felt his heart tighten violently.

Don't expect Kaka to make any mistakes in such a place. Although he is not a goal-scorer like Inzaghi, it is almost impossible for a guy with perfect skills to miss such a chance to score. As long as he can stop the ball and kick it casually, he can score.

And Cech is still on the other side of the goal. The most fatal thing is that he just barely climbed up from the grass and has not adjusted his body center of gravity. He has no time to retreat to this side to block.

With most of the goal empty, Terry and Carvalho don't have any chance to play the savior again. They had just performed beyond their level to block the opponent's continuous bombing.

Now there is no one defending Kaka's side. The steel-like defense line finally loosened at the last critical moment. It can even be said that in this second, it is almost in a state of disintegration.

There is no savior, no God. At this moment, only the damn football has not stopped rolling, and Kaka has now become the perfect executor of the final blow to end the game.

It is estimated that at this time, even the Italian fans in the stands have stood up from their seats, waiting to cheer for Kaka's wonderful performance this time, and they have even opened their mouths.

The old guy Sacchi is about to put the microphone into his throat at this moment, waiting for the moment when the football goes into the net, and he will definitely shout GOAL like a volcanic eruption! ! !

As long as Kaka can send the football into the net, there will be crazy shouts in the sky above Istanbul. Now all Italian fans are holding their breath and staring at the birth of that moment.

But just when Kaka was ready to stop the football and then shoot through Cech's fingers with a powerful kick, in front of the football, a rather discordant foot flashed like a ghost.

The football was probably less than a meter away from Kaka, but at this distance of less than a meter, a foot stopped the football from rolling forward, and it instantly cut off the threat.

Kaka didn't even react to who had intercepted this beautiful pass right under his nose.

The only thing he could see was a figure sliding past him, and taking the football with him.

Only the camera on the sidelines could see this scene, and everyone watching on TV could see a guy in a Chelsea blue uniform stealing the ball from Kaka. The guy had a number 20 on his uniform. It was that kid! That crazy kid saved Chelsea.

Roar! After being nervous for a full thirty seconds, Chelsea fans burst into crazy shouts.

"Damn! Great job!" Lineker didn't care whether it was a live broadcast or not, and his swear words burst out in front of the TV so unscrupulously, as if he was releasing a kind of pressure.

But now no one is paying attention to his slip of the tongue. Maybe more Chelsea fans are cheering for Lin Yi's magical tackle, just like Lineker shouted, Damn! Well done!

No one thought that Lin Yi retreated to the penalty area to steal the ball, including Mourinho, who did not expect that at the most critical moment, it was the kid who suddenly rushed out from the crowd.

It was less than one meter away, and Kaka was only one meter away from seizing the opportunity to shoot, but Lin Yi's tackle not only brought up a piece of grass, but also took the football away from Kaka.

It is estimated that when everyone saw the melee in front of the goal, they did not expect that Lin Yi, who had been wandering in the frontcourt, would suddenly retreat. It is estimated that only this kid himself can explain why he appeared in the penalty area.

It may be a natural sense of crisis. When Costa got the ball and got rid of Makelele for the first time, Lin Yi realized the threat that the opponent could bring, because he was too familiar with this rhythm.

That is the natural instinct of an excellent organizer. Lin Yi, like Costa, can always find the best route to pass the ball from the crowd. This time, Lin Yi obviously felt that his idol might make a precise pass in front of his defense line.

From that moment on, Lin Yi started madly from the midfield, and the speed was amazing. Maybe this kid had never run so fast before, even Gattuso was stunned at that moment.

When Gattuso reacted, Lin Yi had left him several blocks away. Even if he wanted to chase, he probably couldn't catch up. He could only helplessly watch the kid rush into the penalty area.

When Shevchenko and Inzaghi's two shots were fired continuously, Lin Yi didn't have time to block them, but at the last moment, he saw Costa had stopped the ball at his feet, and he knew he was in trouble.

When Costa's pass penetrated the entire defense line, Lin Yi squeezed through the crowd. Fortunately, this kid's body was not tall and strong, otherwise there would be problems.

Since playing football, Lin Yi may not have slid so hard, but this time he was desperate, almost using all his strength to shovel directly from the wing.

It was Lin Yi's desperate sliding tackle that saved the entire Chelsea at the last moment.

The football was kicked directly to the sideline by Lin Yi's fierce tackle, but Lin Yi used both hands to support himself and the football at the moment he rushed out of the sideline.

This kid didn't seem to have any intention of clearing the ball. After rescuing the football, he didn't stop to wait for his teammates to come up for support. Instead, he lowered his head and didn't look at who was in front of him. He kicked the ground hard and rushed out all of a sudden. The speed made Pirlo, who had just come up, dodge.

When facing Lin Yi's fierce start, Pirlo had no way to stop him. He could only watch the kid fly past him like a frolic, and he didn't even have time to foul.

Lin Yi ran wildly along the left side at a high speed. Gattuso had already disappeared at this time. The chaotic crowd in the Chelsea penalty area stuck this unlucky tough guy in the crowd.

If they want to stop Lin Yi's forward run, they can only rely on AC Milan's defenders.

This fierce attack made AC Milan's frontcourt players basically pressed to the edge of Chelsea's penalty area. Seeing Lin Yi's rapid start, even if they wanted to retreat, it would be too late.

Kaka may be the only one who can keep up with Lin Yi's breakthrough, but he was caught off guard by Lin Yi, and Pirlo blocked him because of his position.

Now Kaka can only follow Lin Yi and chase him desperately, but the kid has already spread his speed. Although Lin Yi's 100-meter speed is not as exaggerated as Robben, he is already fierce at this moment.

It can be clearly seen on the big screen at the scene that when Lin Yi was sprinting with the ball, the degree of force under his feet was enough to turn over the grass. You can imagine how much force this kid pushed the ground.

In the last moment of the sprint, Lin Yi knew that this was Chelsea's last chance to counterattack. In the empty half, only he could threaten the opponent's goal. At this time, he had nothing to keep.

Fight! Lin Yi gritted his teeth and rushed forward desperately. This time, his breakthrough speed was also used to the extreme, and Kaka had no chance to catch up with him.

Now only Cafu in front of him had a chance to intercept him, but on the other side, Robben and Lampard who were cruising to the side in front of Maldini had already started at high speed, and Drogba was also pressing forward.

Four against five, Lin Yi now had to deal with only AC Milan's four defenders and a goalkeeper, and Kaka who was chasing him behind him could only be regarded as a harassment at most, and did not pose a threat.

Pass? Breakthrough? When facing Lin Yi, Cafu was also guessing the boy's mind, but the distance between the two was shortening rapidly, and Lin Yi did not intend to give him any time to consider.

Shaking, the moment Lin Yi approached Cafu, his right foot seemed to send a low ball.

But just as Cafu was about to stretch his legs to intercept, Lin Yi used his right foot to lightly hook the ball and passed directly past Cafu. It was a modified version of the bull tail pass, which was performed brilliantly in a small space.

"Beautiful! This fake move made Cafu fall!" When Lineker saw Lin Yi get rid of Cafu's defense with such an elegant move, he had already stood up from the broadcast booth.

"Breakthrough! Lin Yi did not stop his pace! Now Nesta came up to block him, God, what did I see just now! Lin Yi made two consecutive pendulum-like swings at a distance of less than one meter, and Nesta's center of gravity was already shaken by him! Over! Lin Yi passed another one!"

At this moment, Lineker did not consider whether his voice was a little hoarse. He just wanted to stand in the broadcast booth and give the craziest commentary for Lin Yi's wonderful performance!

Two! When Lin Yi shook off Nesta, his steps were a bit staggering. After all, doing such a large-scale dribbling in such a short distance was still a bit too much for him, and such a long-distance run had already caused his physical strength to turn on the red light, but listening to the cheers from all around the stands.

Lin Yi only wanted to keep moving forward at this moment. The goal was right in front of him, and there was Stam, and the reinforcement Marti, and Kaka behind him could already clearly hear his breathing.

Surround! Ancelotti's shouts on the sidelines were clearly audible, but Lin Yi's mind was unusually clear at the moment. He almost poked the ball out from the gap between the three opponents with his toes when he was surrounded by three opponents on the sideline. Only Dida was still holding on in the entire penalty area.

Three to one, Dida wanted to defend the trident of Drogba, Robben, and Lampard. Even God couldn't do it. Lin Yi was sandwiched between the three opponents.

He had heard the cheers from all around the stadium. They were the cheers of Chelsea fans.

Damn, this damn game can finally end. . . Lin Yi now has only this idea. . .