The Day I Played with Ronaldo

The AC Milan players all felt bitterness in their mouths. It was just a mistake, and the opponent seized the opportunity to score a goal. Football is so cruel.

Throughout the entire game, AC Milan had almost twice as many chances as Sao Paulo. If Cheney's performance was not so good, the current score should be 4:2, or even 5:2.

But there is no "if", and the dazzling 2:2 on the electronic card reminds them: it is time to be mentally prepared to shoot penalty kicks.

In the last few minutes, AC Milan became more cautious. They didn't want to attack, and the speed of counterattack also slowed down. They didn't want to make any more mistakes.

Sao Paulo also recovered some under the instructions of Rojas. At this time, both sides demanded stability and tried not to concede the ball in the last few minutes, resulting in the failure of more than 100 minutes of hard work.

Facing AC Milan, which was withdrawn by the defense line, Riccardo really felt powerless. When the Italian team is focused on defense, very few people can break their goal. If Ronaldo is here in good condition, he may be able to defeat the opponent's defense. But Riccardo doesn't have this skill yet.

But he is still swimming at the end of AC Milan's defense, looking forward to a fleeting opportunity.

In the 117th minute, AC Milan organized an attack slowly, and the ball was passed to Seedorf on the right.

Seedorf passed to Pirlo to try to make a two-for-one cooperation, but when receiving Pirlo's return pass, he was pulled to the ground by Elton. AC Milan gets a free kick.

The ball is far away from the goal, so it shouldn't cause too much threat, but Sao Paulo is still facing a big enemy, and even Ricardo came back to participate in the defense.

Pirlo took the free kick. The ball he took flew high with a huge arc, and after passing most of the players, it began to fall and came to the back point in a hurry. Shevchenko set up his posture, just waited for the football to come to him, swung his legs and volleyed.

The football was played with great power and went straight to the lower left corner of the goal. Cheney couldn't make a save at all. Fortunately, a leg stretched out halfway to block it, and the football reflected the bottom line.

It was Ricardinho who made the defensive contribution, and AC Milan won the corner kick.

This may be the last attack that can create a threat. AC Milan is worried about not controlling the landing point and being counterattacked by the opponent, but also hopes to solve the game here. Under this contradictory mentality, they have several players wandering in the penalty area The edge is ready to make up for the second landing point, and there are only a few high points standing near the small penalty area to compete for the top.

Ricardo did not return to the penalty area to defend, he came to the center circle again, waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.

Pirlo took a corner kick. The ball was not made well and was too close to the goalkeeper. Cheney hit the ball and took it off. He ran to the edge of the penalty area with the ball in his arms and handed it to Elton.

Elton has more opportunities to play this season, and his confidence has also increased. After taking the ball, he made a fake move of swaying left and right, and passed Seedorf, who could not run and could only defend with his eyes, and passed a pass. Overhead the ball to find Licado.

Ricardo cursed in his heart, he passed the header at this time, how could he catch up! But he still ran away.

Ambrosini was beside him, constantly squeezing with his body. Fortunately, Ricardo's physical resistance ability has improved a lot over the past year, and he has not been squeezed out of balance.

And Cafu also quickly ran over, ready to help defend.

In this scramble, Licado was 0.1 second faster in the end. He touched the ball first. Instead of stopping the ball, he moved the ball forward and continued to accelerate forward.

He forgot his fatigue and his physical strength had reached its limit. He couldn't hear the exclamations from the stadium stands, and only the sound of the wind was in his ears.

Ambrosini was angry and impatient, he found that the distance between himself and Ricardo was increasing!

Hell, haven't you been playing for nearly 120 minutes, why can you still run so fast!

And the old Cafu was thrown far away, there was no obstacle between Licado and Dida!

Dida resolutely abandoned the door to attack, and rushed towards Licado with a fierce posture.

His eyes were unwavering, his movements were as fierce as a tiger, he wanted to use his aura to make Licado terrified and make mistakes.

Ricardo continued to run. He didn't dare to make moves at all. Any extra fake moves at this time may cause his muscles that have reached their limit to fail, causing his muscles to strain, and it may also cause Ambrosini behind him to catch up and destroy the ball.

He caught up with the football, kicked his right foot back, and slammed it out.

Dida immediately fell to the right and spread his hands. At this time, his actions were purely instinctive, and he had no time to think. He felt that Ricardo would shoot to his right, so he made the action naturally.

However, Licado's foot suddenly slowed down. It was supposed to hit the football heavily, but in the end it turned into lightly kicking the ball high from under the football!

thump. Dida landed on the ground and looked back in despair. The football seemed to be higher than the beam... Please, it must be higher than the beam...

Yet his heart sank, like a soccer ball sinking.

In the eyes of 70,000 fans, the football fell into the middle of the net!

Only then did Cafu catch up to the goal, but it was too late. He kicked the ball hard, venting his emotions.

"Beep!" The referee blew his whistle and pointed to the center circle.

The goal is valid!

"Riccardo goalllll! I knew it would be him! Every time in the most difficult time in Sao Paulo, he stood up! He did it! He did it again! If there is such a player in my team, give I will not sell him for 100 million dollars! Sao Paulo must find a way to keep him! Keeping him is equivalent to keeping the champion!"

After Licado completed the shooting action, he knelt down and lay down on the ground, panting violently, not wanting to move.

He didn't look up when he heard the whistle. This goal must have been scored, he is sure, this is his self-confidence.

Dadado, I avenged you, did you see that?

Sao Paulo's players rushed forward one by one, playing Arhat stacking, putting Ricardo at the bottom.

"You bastards! My waist is about to break!" Licado screamed.

"Champion, champion! This is our fourth champion!" Ricardinho pressed his forehead against Ricardo's and exclaimed excitedly.

"I know, I know, get up quickly! My waist is really going to break!"

However, the Sao Paulo players did not want to let him go. It wasn't until the referee Ivanov couldn't see it anymore and came to interfere that the Sao Paulo players got up.

After all this tossing, the 120-minute game time has all ended.

After AC Milan kicked off again, Ivanov added another minute. In this minute, Sao Paulo was united and did not give the opponent any chance.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!" Three whistles sounded, and all the players and coaching staff on the Sao Paulo bench rushed to the field to celebrate the fourth championship of the season.

Four crowns!