I'm Kaka Kaka

Chapter 12

Kaka's father Bosco and mother Simone looked at each other, and then looked at the figure on the field who was raising his hands and looking up at the sky in disbelief.

Playing football is a very formal job in Brazil, but for Kaka, football is not the only choice, let alone the best choice.

Although the green field is a shortcut to prosperity, it is also a fiercely competitive, even fierce and tragic road. For many Brazilian players, professional football is the only way out, but Kaka is different. Good education and background mean that he can have more and more comfortable choices. Therefore, his parents do not agree with Kaka’s taking football as his career.

But the scene they saw now has shaken their mentality.

Maybe his son is really a football genius?

The young players of the Sao Paulo youth team were also cheering for the team to equalize the score, but there was something different about those smiles.

A few days ago, everyone was still a teammate of the youth team, and it was not even certain when they would start to really set foot on the professional field, but after only a few days, Kaka has already shined in the first team.

I'm jealous.

Especially Captain Harrison, although he clapped his hands, he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

This opportunity, this honor, should have been his.

Go to the fucking Youth Cup!

Falcao looked at Kaka who became the focus of everyone's attention, and his heart was also hot.

It is also professional football, but indoor football is different from the 11-a-side system. Among other things, it is hard to see such a scene of tens of thousands of people cheering together in an indoor stadium.

You must know that this is just an ordinary cup match, and the commotion is bigger than a final of indoor football. I believe that no professional player can calm down in such a scene.

He knows Kaka's strength, it is indeed very strong, but he is not weaker than him, even better than him in many places, even Kaka can succeed, then he...

Falcao, who had intended to develop in the direction of the 11-man system, quietly clenched his fists.

It was lively in the stands, and the coaching bench was also not too much.

Alvarez, who had just walked back to his seat to drink water after the substitution, did not see the whole process of the goal. When he saw the bench and the coaching staff rush out to cheer, the ball had already entered the goal.

"what happened?"

"Goal, Vatan! Goal!"

"Of course I knew the goal was scored. I asked who... no, how did it go?" Alvarez saw Kaka who was celebrating, and his tone was full of surprise and strong disbelief.

"That kid! That Ricardo, no, Kaka! He passed the defender and scored the ball. It was wonderful!"

"Hahaha! I knew he was a genius! I knew he could do it!"

"Yes, yes, yes! You all know that you have the best vision."

You are a coach and you are awesome.

Fabiano rushed to Kaka, jumped on his back, and shouted excitedly: "Great, Kaka!"

Other teammates rushed over and surrounded them, patting Kaka on the shoulder or ravaging his hair.

"Haha, brother, you are too good, you scored in the first game, come and give me some luck."

"It's not just the first game, it's the first time I've touched the ball. I've been playing for three years and I haven't scored a single goal."

"So is it you who are too bad or Kaka who is too good?"

Botafogo's head coach cursed a few words on the sidelines, and also started to make substitutions.

"Botafogo replaced a midfielder with a striker. It seems that they are not willing to get a draw. Sao Paulo should be careful. This goal is very exciting, but there is a certain element of luck. They must contain Botafogo's offensive, otherwise Kaka's goal is completely meaningless."

After the start of the game, Botafogo really strengthened his offensive. Sao Paulo's defense felt a lot of pressure. Kaka had to return to his own half to participate in the defense.

It's just not easy for the Botafogo players who are in charge of defending him.

This kid is really good at running.

One left and one right, slippery as hell.

In fact, for a midfielder, the most important thing is to let his teammates find him, and then connect the front and back courts through passing or dribbling, instead of using a lot of off-ball running to open up space like a center forward.

This kind of running quickly received results.

In the 80th minute of the game, Botafogo hit the ball in front of Sao Paulo's goal with a long pass from the side. Their number nine rushed out like a rocket and shot the ball towards the goal with a header.

"Beautiful header! Oh oh! It's a pity that Cheney's concentration is very concentrated. The captain of Sao Paulo jumped high and hit the ball with both fists. Let's see if Botafogo still has a chance."

Sao Paulo's central defender Lugano rushed out from the goal and snatched the ball before the opponent's midfielder. He was about to clear the ball with his big feet when he suddenly heard someone shout: "Here."

It was the voice of the rookie Xiaoshuaiguo.

Under normal circumstances, Lugano must have kicked the ball out according to the predetermined plan, but Kaka has gained his trust through his performance on the training ground and in the game, and he did not hesitate to kick the ball to the place where the sound came.

Botafogo's midfielder was right in front, and Lugano had no chance to look up at all, so the ball was passed in a hurry, and he had time to turn his head to look over after he finished the pass.

This look made him want to hug his head in shame.

Listening to the sound and identifying the position is not something everyone can play. Lugano's ball is at least three meters away from Kaka, and he is ready to roll out of the touchline.

"Lugano passed the ball, oh, it was a clearance, he kicked the ball out of ... Kaka! He rushed very fast! The ball was saved and the Sao Paulo team took the ball, another chance to counterattack!"

Kaka chased after the football, arrived just before the ball was about to go out of bounds, knocked the ball back into the field with his heel, and rushed forward a few steps before stopping the car.

Baptista gets the ball from his penalty area.

Kaka, who had already run outside the sideline, hurried back to the court. Baptista took a few steps along the sideline and met Botafogo's full-back. He had to stop and pass the ball back to Kaka.

Kaka didn't stop the ball, but directly pushed the ball forward, and then chased after him with strides.

This seemingly ordinary move will appear in countless football articles in the Far East in the future, and it will be given a very cool and vivid name.

Meteor in stride.

(End of this chapter)