Chapter 458: Chapter 457: Henry and I Go Fifty-Fifty
So Inamoto Junichi guarding others is hard to say, but guarding Kaka from Brazil couldn’t be more suitable.
Marseille Turn, deep-fried meatballs, oxtail dribble, rainbow flick, bicycle dribble... Inamoto Junichi was fully prepared, and then...
Bang!
A whirlwind blew past him.
He stood there stunned, the Brazilian already out of sight.
For Kaka to get past him, all it took was a gust of wind, even one second more would be disrespectful to Kaka!
Oh!!!
In the stands, the Sporting fans began to chant.
Kaka’s strides ignited all the fans’ hopes.
"Vieira, Vieira stands his ground. He rushes at Kaka, but also maintains restraint, what will Kaka do?"
"Pass! Kaka makes a through ball to the left!"
"Lauren intercepts, this time he won’t give Ronaldo the time to handle the ball."
"Cross! Ronaldo crosses without stopping the ball!"
"But Drogba hasn’t charged up yet, only Deng Kai is in the box, Wu Xudong unable to provide effective support on the right."
"Kolo Toure keeps an eye on Deng Kai, but he doesn’t dare to apply force to avoid the risk of Deng Kai drawing a penalty through simulation."
"Campbell blocks the passing lane from Deng Kai to Wu Xudong and Ronaldo."
"Vieira comes back, he follows Drogba, Deng Kai passes back to Drogba, and Drogba can’t shoot directly."
"What will Deng Kai do? He feints with the ball after receiving it, waiting for a teammate to create a new opportunity?"
Bang!
While Huang Jianxiang and He Wei were making a thousand guesses in their minds.
On the left side of the penalty area facing Kolo Toure and the goal, Deng Kai shifted his body.
The football moved from behind Deng Kai to his left side.
Kolo Toure instinctively stretched out his foot to hook the "uncontrolled" football.
But Deng Kai’s right foot wrapped around his left from behind and gently poked the ball.
The football instantly accelerated, slipping through the gap beneath Kolo Toure’s stretched foot.
No stopping, he shoots with a backheel!
The football rolled directly towards the far corner of the goal.
Not fast.
But deceptively subtle.
By the time the ball had passed, Himan finally realized, was that white thing fluttering just above the ground the damn football?
Gently.
The football rolled into the far corner of the goal and didn’t even have enough force to flip over the netting on the side of the goal to stir up any waves.
But in that moment, the whole of Estádio Alvalade erupted with an earth-shattering cheer!
"GOAL!"
"GOAL!"
"My God! GOAL!"
"Deng Kai scores! In the final moments, that’s a game-tying goal!"
"Five to five! Sporting, having been down by three goals at most, finally evened the score!"
"There’s no time left! That’s the final score!"
"A backheel shot! Can you believe this was Deng Kai’s choice in the last minute when his team was down?"
"He’s up against the powerful Arsenal!"
"What kind of immense heart does one need to score such a spectacular goal at this time?"
"Deng Kai! Deng Kai is charging towards the corner flag area, gesturing with his arms for all the fans to join in with his rhythm and celebrate together!"
"He leaps high into the air... all fans of Deng Kai, let’s count together, one, two, three..."
"Siuuuuuu!"
Estádio Alvalade is a sea of overwhelming excitement.
The Lisbon Sporting fans have plunged into wild celebration.
Players in green and white jerseys on the field also all rushed towards Deng Kai.
Huang Jianxiang in the broadcast booth danced with more excitement than Wu Xudong had shown scoring a goal, his gestures even more exaggerated.
After all, Wu Xudong is a player from China.
But Deng Kai is also of Chinese heritage!
"Deng Kai! Deng Kai has answered Henry with a goal!"
"This is a showdown between two super players who are ranked in the top ten for the Golden Ball and FIFA World Player!"
"Even though Henry completed a hat trick of goals! Deng Kai’s role at the heart of Lisbon Sporting is as strong as, if not stronger than, Henry’s at Arsenal!"
"Taking into account data, field performance, and team scores, Deng Kai and Henry are on an even keel!"
"Previously, media from South Korea and Japan had questioned Deng Kai’s ranking in the two major awards, saying he didn’t deserve it! Now they should go interview Wenger, interview Arsenal, to see if Deng Kai really deserves it or not!"
"Okay, Arsenal players are complaining that Lisbon Sporting players are taking too long to celebrate."
"Now Wenger must regret wasting so much time on substitutions earlier. Otherwise, they might have been able to catch up... Alright, the game restarts... and with three blasts of the whistle! The referee has ended the match!"
"Five to five! Lisbon Sporting with their tenacity have stood firm against the barrage of gunfire from the English foundry!"
"Arsenal must settle for turning three points into one."
"Even Arsenal, powerful leaders of the Premier League standings, don’t have a single point more than Lisbon Sporting at this moment! Both teams now have four points in their group!"
"The man of the match award goes to Henry, but I believe that to many who understand football, today’s best performer is Deng Kai!"
"Lisbon Sporting’s tactic of One Star, Six Arrows has held Arsenal to a draw at its debut. This strategy might bring even bigger surprises to fans in the future!"
"Thank you for watching, that’s all for today’s match. Please don’t go away, as we will soon bring you the broadcast of the Chinese Go Championship..."
After taking off his headset, Huang Jianxiang looks towards the door.
The station leader had already been there for a while.
Huang Jianxiang figures he’s probably going to be scolded again.
And have his salary deducted.
The intern commentator He Wei, on the other hand, took Huang as a cautionary example, determined never to lose composure and remain as objective as possible in the future.
It was as if CCTV Channel 5 was no different from a mouthpiece for Lisbon Sporting.
What an embarrassment?
"What’s your name?" the leader asked, pointing at He Wei.
He Wei feels a surge of excitement.
Could this... be his chance to become a regular staff member?
"Leader, my name is He Wei, I’m the new football commentator at the station. Today..."
Before He Wei can finish, the leader turns to his secretary and says, "How many times have I said that with the World Cup just around the corner, we must strictly control the quality of our commentators! How can we allow just anyone to do football commentary?"
"Look at him, can he commentate well? He didn’t react at all throughout the game, with his face looking as sour as if he had eaten shit when Lisbon Sporting drew!"
"Several leaders called me to say that this person is biased, where can I put my old face now?"
"Replace him! If it weren’t for the fact that we can’t fire him, I really would... move him to a less popular program. Which program currently has the lowest viewership?"
Huang Jianxiang subtly distances himself slightly from He Wei: "Basketball."
The leader nods: "Transfer him to commentate on basketball, at least before the World Cup I don’t want to see him in any football-related programs again!"
