After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 593 - 0242 Kevin’s Dark History (Please Subscribe)

Madrid.

Huang Kaiwen’s master bedroom.

Another typical morning at Mount Olympus had unfolded.

The young lady and Lily began cosplaying other goddesses, giving Huang Kaiwen a breath of fresh air.

No wonder cosplayers are always so popular.

Yellow Ball King thought such activities, which deepen cultural understanding, should be held often at home.

They could even change up the themes next time.

He had seen "The Borgia Family" and "A Song of Ice and Fire" before; both were quite interesting, and playing football in Europe, why not deepen his understanding of European culture and literature?

"The Borgia Family" indeed dealt with those things of the Vatican.

It would be beneficial for him, Huang someone, to learn a bit about it.

After the young lady woke up, he could suggest it to her.

When Huang Kaiwen went downstairs.

Kaka and the others were already awake.

Ramos and Kaka were sitting on the sofa watching TV.

Cassano and Inzaghi were at the computer competing in a game.

"Legend" was really a highly addictive game. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

The graphics might be rough.

But obtaining a top-notch piece of equipment or blasting past other players was very interesting.

Actually, "Legend" should maintain this style.

The game later added too many features and ways to play, and it lost its core competitiveness.

If the operations are just as complex, why wouldn’t players play other games with better graphics and more engaging plots?

Huang Kaiwen watched for a moment.

The young Cassano had slightly better skills, but overall it was still a case of weaklings pecking at each other.

"Kevin, Sanchez is on TV talking about your performance," Ramos said, waving his hand.

Sanchez, that is, Manolo Sanchez, was one of the five stars of Real Madrid.

He had been a captain of Real Madrid and played there for 18 years.

Sanchez’s father, Manuel Sanchez, had played for Real Madrid for seven years.

"Oh? Let’s see," Huang Kaiwen said, leaning over the back of the sofa to watch the TV.

"They just interviewed Pele, and Pele said you’ve already far surpassed Maradona, you just aren’t up to his level yet," Kaka added, "I’ve watched some of his footage; in terms of playing, he shouldn’t be as good as you."

Beatrice, sitting next to Kaka, nodded in agreement.

Yellow Ball King thought, with such discernment, he hadn’t picked the wrong people.

"I think so too!" Ramos said, nodding.

"Times have changed, the training methods for players and tactics are different, even the weight of the soccer ball is different, there’s no point in comparing," Huang Kaiwen said, shaking his head.

The material, craft, and weight of the balls used to be different, friction was also different, and they became even harder to play with after absorbing water, it really was significantly heavier in the ancient footage.

Greater weight, higher friction, certainly made it harder to control the ball as effortlessly as it is done now.

Earlier footage mostly shows ball control kept close at foot, rarely did someone send it flying far ahead to pass to their three seconds ahead self.

These things need variable control for comparison.

However, Yellow Ball King guarantees, whenever he gets to [Pele]’s level, he’d definitely be stronger than Pele.

The television was showing highlights of Huang Kaiwen in the UEFA Champions League final, and then the host invited Manolo Sanchez to share his thoughts.

Manolo Sanchez, with hands outspread, exclaimed, "I was at the game in Athens, is today then my 50th or 100th time watching these highlights? Even after so many viewings, I still find it incredible! If you asked me to choose between facing Milan with the Dutch trio or Milan with Kevin, I’d rather take on those three Dutchmen, switch to those three Germans of Inter Milan or even Bayern Munich with Beckenbauer, I’d pick the Germans, my god, players today are just pitiable to have such opponents, had I retired just a few years later, my reputation might have been much worse as I would have featured in Kevin’s dribbling highlights. Fans would ask, how many times has this Real Madrid player been dribbled past, how many games of footage was this highlight made from? And then a friend tells him: that’s just one game! My god, that’s terrifying! Ferdinand and Vidic against Kevin looked like youths, the promising sort, capable of cutting off a pass from a first-team player occasionally."

"Kevin deliberately missed a penalty in the UEFA Champions League final, if it were you, would you do that?" the host asked.

"I can tell you definitively, I wouldn’t!"

Sanchez said, "The opponent was Ferguson’s Manchester United, a very strong team, they’ve won the Champions League just as many times as Real in recent years, they’ve won even more within some of those years, against such opponents even a three-goal lead is unsafe, didn’t you see Liverpool catch up four goals?"

"Too bad Liverpool still lost."

"So that’s why you don’t want to be Kevin’s opponent."

Sanchez shrugged and said.

"Thank you Manolo for being here today, we look forward to seeing you again."

The host stood up and said.

"It was great seeing you too."

Sanchez stood up and said.

The show ended, and the TV channel started replaying the UEFA Champions League final.

As long as it attracts viewers, the TV station doesn’t care what it broadcasts.

Cassano once again killed Inzaghi, then turned and said, "Kevin, I always hear on TV about Chinese food, but you seem to have never cooked for us; it’s always barbecue or pasta."

"Then you can go home early, no one is keeping you for dinner."

Ramos said.

"He has a point, Kevin, you naughty boy, it’s always barbecue or ordering from restaurants, when you do cook, it’s just pasta, that really lacks sincerity."

Inzaghi said.

He rarely agreed with Cassano.