I am Kaka

"Maradona scored with his hands and got a world title; Kaka scored with his head and got a yellow card?"

"Me? Yellow card?" Kaka looked at the yellow card held high in front of him, inexplicably, "reason?"

"Goal with handball." Elizondo was also a little flustered, the ghost knows how much courage he needs to make such a judgment.

Now it is no different than later generations. There is also VAR to assist. It is not uncommon to reverse the verdict and change the judgment. Now all the decisions need to be judged by the referee team. He looked from behind and saw that Kaka’s ball was exactly the same as the hand of God. The referee's response was "too fast to see clearly", and the pressure was all on him.

With Materazzi fanning the flames, Elizondo made what he thought was the right penalty.

Going in is 2-0, which is the icing on the cake for the Brazilian team and fuels the fire for the Italian team. If they don't go in, it is still 1-0. Brazil is still ahead. Considering the direction of reducing influence, it is obviously the best to call a foul. The choice, but the target of the blow is a superstar like Kaka. The huge reputation and fan base are destined to make the details of this shot be dug out like a cocoon. If it is really the hand of God again, then yourself Will definitely be sent to see God by the Italian fans... All kinds of messy thoughts flashed in an instant, resulting in a yellow card that shouldn't have appeared.

Considering Elizondo's nationality, conspiracy theories will never run away, but at least at this moment, Elizondo insists that he is the righteous side, but seeing Kaka's expression, he is a little panicked again.

He believed in his own eyes, but he didn't dare to doubt Kaka's character...

The Italian team's players were in a similar mood.

From the perspective of most of them, they actually believed that Kaka had handballed, but everyone saw Kaka celebrating.

Even the enemy, they all believe in Kaka's character. If the ball doesn't score, he can't celebrate...

The ball was mostly misjudged.

Kaka took a deep breath, "You can ask Buffon if I have handball."

"No need, I can see it clearly," Elizondo was actually a little cowardly. Although his tone was tough, his attitude was somewhat softened. "It is impossible to take back the cards that have been drawn? Don't make trouble? Kaka."

Kaka instantly considered all the possibilities, but found that he had no other choice than to swallow this bitter fruit.

Can't raise his fist like Ade?

"Am I causing trouble?" There was a smile on Kaka's face? But there was no warmth? "Be prepared for the wind and rain after the game, Mr. Referee."

"That's after? Now what I'm trying to do is make sure the game goes on."

"hope so."

"Kaka walked away, what a pity? A good goal was just blown away? FIFA must explain this yellow card."

"Let's continue to watch the playback, thank you for the high-tech, the high-definition sports cameras on the sidelines clearly tell us that Kaka's right hand is at least five centimeters away from the football!"

The sensation caused by this ball outside the field was much bigger than the scene? As the game continued? The audience in the stands walked out of the penalty just now, but the audience watching the live broadcast was still discussing.

"This is the end? Is Kaka so cowardly? Not even one-tenth of Ade's blood?"

"You have blood, you go to referee,

Donate your flight ticket. "

"Stop the game! I'm afraid of hair!"

"I'm so mad, why are the Brazilians so calm? Just watching Kaka being bullied?"

"Damn, look at Matt's rubbish? I really want to slap him."

"Calm down, just watch the Brazilian team's reaction? If this goal is not played back, everyone will think it is handball."

"Can't the linesman see it?"

"Who told you that the linesman must see it?"

"My brain told me, but unfortunately your brain didn't tell you? Oh, I'm sorry you didn't have a brain..."

This turmoil has little impact on Brazil, but the blow to Italy is not small? At least the defense does not dare to press so high? The midfield does not dare to press so forward.

The game is dominated by Brazil again? However, the impact of Adelaide's sending off is still there, especially Pereira letting Robinho off the game and replacing Gilberto Silva, giving Brazil's defense a peace of mind At the same time, it also reduced Brazil's offensive power again, and it was only possible to tear apart Italy's defense by relying on a sudden and quick attack similar to Kaka just now.

The battle between the two sides mainly occurred in the midfield. It was not until ten minutes later that Kaka rushed out of the double-team of Gattuso and Pirlo again and dribbled the ball straight to Huanglong.

Materazzi immediately rushed towards Kaka from the front.

Ade, who was watching the live broadcast shirtless in the locker room, couldn't help sitting up straight.

There was immediate booing in the stands, and the bars outside the venue, the online live comment area, etc., also became more lively.

"Made is finally here! This time I can't get past Materazzi, and I immediately lose the powder. From then on, Kaka will be black all his life!"

"Huh? Materazzi really dares to come? Alone?"

"Anyone? Gattuso and Pirlo behind! And Camoranesi is here too!"

"Chuck him! Avenge Ade!"

Materazzi ran halfway to realize that Grosso had not come out with him.

Ronaldinho was almost running in parallel with Kaka. Grosso dared to let him go, he was already marked, and Maicon on the other side was also killed, and Zambrotta couldn't make a move. As for Cannavaro , of course, in love and killing with Ronaldo.

The frontal interception can only rely on Materazzi himself, and it is useless to counsel.

Naturally, this guy knew what the result was when he rushed to a heads-up duel, so he started to slow down from a distance, waiting for Gattuso, Camoranesi and the others to come and attack while he started to shoot.

"Hey, help me greet you..."

Before he finished speaking, Kaka had brought the ball to him, and the football was passing through his crotch quickly.

Materazzi immediately subconsciously clamped his feet and turned his head back.

But the ball was not caught under his feet, and there was no sign of the football behind him.

"Bumped! Kaka pierced the crotch... Oh! The ball was taken back again!"

"Kaka moved too fast! The moment the football was about to pass between Materazzi's legs, he pulled it back with his toes! Such a quick step on the ball to pull the ball is the most common action in indoor football, but Few people will use it on an 11-man field, because the grass has more resistance and it's not uncomfortable... again?"

Materazzi immediately turned his head back and blocked the ball at Kaka's feet.

Kaka stepped on the ball and moved forward.

This time football finally honestly passed through Materazzi's block.

"Materazzi: Is it so hard for Lao Tzu to be pierced?"

"Unhappy, beg Kaka to turn around and try again."

"Oh, did you really turn around?"

Kaka is not so showy, he turned around after passing the ball to Ronaldinho.

Before Materazzi could speak, a word of Italian was flung over.

"Come on, you almost stopped me."