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Chapter 2019 - 527: Van Bommel Is Not a Bad Guy

"Kevin’s tactics are different; he has arranged four attacking players behind the frontline. You can see Kevin’s pursuit of goals, today the Milan players performed quite well despite being unfamiliar with the tactics. Van Persie went to the center, and Ramos’s advances were a stroke of genius. In our attack, the defense is assured of offensive firepower and diversity, with three to four defensive players to prevent the opponent’s counterattack."

"During defense, the players withdraw into position, avoiding one-on-one situations and opting for a group pressing method to slow down the opponent’s counterattacks. I even noticed classic chain defense characteristics on the defensive line. From this match, I can tell Kevin’s coaching career will be promising. We don’t need a coach; Kevin can completely act as a part-time coach!"

Suppressed Juventus finally found a counterattack opportunity.

Krašić took the ball on the right flank, lacking the confidence to break through Zambrotta, holding onto the ball and waiting for teammates to advance.

After Vidal advanced, he immediately passed the ball horizontally.

Vidal took the ball and squeezed between Zambrotta and Nesta into the penalty area, but he had no options.

Thiago Silva quickly approached him.

At that moment, Vidal pulled off his most spectacular performance of the day. Without any collision, he exerted force from his waist, his whole body like a fish hauled to shore, somersaulting forward in midair, landing in Milan’s penalty area.

"Penalty, penalty!"

Conte shouted directly from the sideline.

Huang Kaiwen rolled his eyes in irritation, shouting loudly as well: "Diving, damn it, that’s diving!!!"

Both teams’ players have gathered in Milan’s penalty area.

The hot-tempered Nesta pushed Vidal.

Vidal intended to butt heads with Nesta, but Buffon intervened faster.

He didn’t want Nesta to earn a red card just like that.

"Kevin, Ivan, Sven, warm up!"

Huang Kaiwen called out.

He used three languages when he called out names.

He specifically learned the Croatian pronunciation of Rakitic’s name.

"Good guy, Huang Kaiwen called up De Bruyne, Rakitic, and Bender all at once, seems he’s planning substitutions."

Coach Zhang chuckled: "Or maybe it’s Old Maldini discussing with him."

He’s pretty savvy.

Doesn’t want Huang Kaiwen to truly become Milan’s coach.

Current Milan situation is like this, with luxurious lineups full of stars, any coach can be brought in, regardless of who, if they coach well, it’s expected, if not, they’re criticized instantly.

At times like this, even if Huang Kaiwen continually directs from the sideline, it’s impossible for him to earn the title of coach.

"Today’s AC Milan tactics are indeed refreshing; besides van Persie’s individual skill, Ibrahimovic retreating to organize attacks and passing to Kaka and van Persie is also well done."

"Yes, with Juventus holding firm, AC Milan players are using repeated movements and passes to stretch Juventus’s defense, but today’s Juventus defense is indeed performing well, Coach Conte is impressive."

"Rizzoli gave Ibrahimovic and Nesta each a yellow card, Vidal also received one, AC Milan players aren’t pleased, surrounding the referee."

Huang Kaiwen fiercely swung his right fist.

Not because of Rizzoli’s decision, he’s angered by Nesta.

"Alessandro, damn it, you’re the captain, unhappy without a red card, must surround the referee?!!!"

Huang Kaiwen shouted loudly: "Stop entangling with the referee, get back quickly!"

Nesta often can’t control his temper.

Originally, Huang Kaiwen wasn’t planning to substitute him.

But now replacement is inevitable.

"You’ll come on for Hazard, let Kaka switch to the right, van Persie to the left; we’ll switch flanks, lots of movement, you got that, Ivan."

Huang Kaiwen wrapped his arm around Rakitic’s neck as he spoke.

Rakitic nodded firmly.

"Sven, you’re substituting Nesta, during defense listen to Gianluca’s instructions more, the defensive zone is simple, just from the left to the center, consider well where you should position yourself during aerial duels and opponent flank attacks."

Sven Bender nodded as well.

Huang Kaiwen wrapped his arm around the two, standing by the sidelines.

De Bruyne waiting in place could only awkwardly continue warming up.

Huang Kaiwen returned to the technical area and pulled aside De Bruyne, asking: "Do you know why I’m putting Ivan on?"

"Because he’s good at defending, lots of movement."

De Bruyne replied sullenly.

"Yes, and he can play on the flank."

Huang Kaiwen pointed to the field: "Even if Kaka wins the Ballon d’Or, he needs to play more than one position. If you’re only a central midfielder, it will limit your tactical role. Milan’s midfield doesn’t lack passing ability; if defense is inadequate, you must show more in attack."

"I got it, Captain!"

De Bruyne nodded in agreement.

Huang Kaiwen patted his shoulder, directing him back to the bench.

A minute later, Ibrahimovic’s long-range shot sent the ball out past the goal line.

Nesta and Hazard were substituted off the field.

Huang Kaiwen handed Hazard a bottle, directing him back to the bench, then directly grabbed Nesta.

Nesta’s expression wasn’t pleasant.

At this moment, Huang Kaiwen didn’t hold back, directly saying: "You’re wearing the captain’s armband, not leading a group of South Stand fans into fights. If someone’s maliciously fouled, I don’t oppose giving them a lesson, but the impact of your yellow card, you should know."