The entire Beijing Workers' Stadium erupted in a deafening roar.
Fans were cheering while clutching their heads in disbelief.
AC Milan's counterattack was simply too deadly, too dazzling.
Kaká's rainbow volley pass set up a one-on-one for Šuker, and then Šuker's pendulum dribble + Body Feint combo took that counterattack to legendary status.
It was a counterattack so exquisite, no one could stay calm.
Especially at such a crucial, neck-and-neck moment in the match — this goal was priceless.
Huang Jianxiang had already started rambling nonsense on commentary.
The sheer impact of the goal overwhelmed him — all he could do was yell, "My God!" over and over.
In front of TVs everywhere, fans lost it — they didn't care what the commentator was shouting, they just leapt up, screaming and celebrating.
In the stadium stands, the noise was even more intense —a tsunami of cheers crashing over the pitch.
That goal alone was worth the price of the ticket.
This was exactly what you'd expect from a clash between top Serie A clubs.
The fans were not only amazed — they had a whole new level of respect for Šuker.
"What kind of freakish physique is that?!"
"His whole weight was shifted right — how did he twist back left like that?!"
"Seriously! Doesn't that kind of move cause injuries?!"
The Chinese fans stared at Šuker in awe.
They watched him get up from the ground like nothing happened — no signs of injury.
And that made them even more amazed by his physical condition.
Even Inter Milan fans stared at Šuker in shock.
No one more so than Samuel, the man who got completely fooled.
He looked like he'd seen a ghost.
Šuker's body weight had clearly shifted right. Samuel was sure of it. There's no one in football who could change direction like that mid-motion.
Samuel had even decided to take a tactical foul — yellow card or not, he was going to stop Šuker.
And yet, he couldn't lay a finger on him.
That was a whole new level of shock.
How do you stop a guy like that?
With that goal, Inter Milan's morale collapsed.
It wasn't just a goal — it was a spectacular one that shattered their mentality.
In a tight, hard-fought battle , every goal can shift the tide.
And Šuker's strike didn't just shift the tide — it sank the ship.
Ancelotti immediately made a change.
Šuker was subbed off, Simic came on.
That sub was originally meant for the defense, but after watching Šuker's insane dribble, Ancelotti couldn't risk it.
As a football professional, he knew just how much stress that move put on the body.
He wasn't about to gamble on Šuker getting injured — so he made the call, fast.
"Šuker's coming off — Ancelotti clearly worried about his condition after that outrageous move,"said Huang Jianxiang, shaking his head."That was just too much!"
Šuker sighed as he saw his number go up.
He had just used a status recovery card, and now he was being subbed off.
"I'm fine!" he insisted.
The team doctor approached immediately.
But he ignored what Šuker said, sat him down, and began thorough muscle checks.
He poked, prodded, and asked Šuker if he felt any pain — even watching his facial expressions for clues.
If Šuker showed even the slightest grimace, he was going to the Milan Medical Center for a full examination.
But Šuker's expression didn't change once.
That gave both the doctor and Ancelotti a huge sigh of relief.
"Should be no injury," the doctor told Ancelotti.
Ancelotti nodded — just to be safe, he still told Šuker to go for a full check-up later.
Only after these arrangements did they relax.
Šuker was off for good — no chance to return now — so he sat back and watched the game.
Meanwhile, his teammates turned to look at him.
Every face was full of shock — especially Ronaldo, who stared like he'd seen a monster.
He knew exactly how punishing the pendulum dribble was on the body.
To combine it with a crazy Body Feint?That kind of joint motion could wreck your body.
Most players couldn't even link those two moves, but Šuker had executed them smoothly, with deadly deception.
Even though he'd been a bit wobbly afterward — he still scored.
"From now on… don't do that again,"Ronaldo said, giving him a serious look.
His own knee injuries came from pendulum dribbles.
Just one pendulum dribble was risky enough — let alone what Šuker just pulled off.
Šuker just smiled and didn't reply.
Ronaldo sighed helplessly.
But thinking back — when he was at his own peak, full of swagger, he couldn't give up his pendulum dribble either.
"You really not hurt? Be honest with me." Maldini stared at Šuker, dead serious.
Hiding injuries was a huge deal.
"I'm Ironman Šuker. Do I look injured to you?" Šuker grinned.
"Want me to go back in and play another half?"
Maldini couldn't help but chuckle.
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So far, he hadn't suffered a single injury.
If it weren't for occasional scheduled rests for big matches, Šuker might have played every single game of the season.
Seeing he really was fine, Maldini finally relaxed.
Though he couldn't help but marvel at Šuker's freakish physical gifts.
Back on the pitch, with Milan up by one goal, they began full defensive mode.
They were going to lock down that scoreline and finish the game.
With Šuker off the field, they didn't want extra time — that'd be bad news.
The Milan players gave it everything they had, fighting tooth and nail.
The Italian Super Cup might not have been the most prestigious trophy,but it symbolized a strong start to the season.
Inter Milan kept pushing.
Though morale was low, some players refused to give in — like Zlatan Ibrahimović.
But despite all their pressure, they just couldn't break through Milan's wall.
They got more and more impatient, and with that impatience came mistakes.
90+1 minutes — Inter committed their whole team forward, and AC Milan struck again.
Pirlo launched a precision long pass toward a surging Kaká.
Kaká turned with the ball and burst forward with huge strides.
Without Šuker, he had more space — and in four steps, he blew past Inter's defense.
They could only chase his shadow.
Kaká then calmly slotted the ball through César's legs.
Another goal for AC Milan.
That goal sealed the deal.
Inter's will to fight completely broke.
Their morale hit rock bottom.
From that point on, until the final whistle, Inter Milan couldn't mount any serious attacks.
Final score: AC Milan 4 – 2 Inter Milan.
AC Milan wins the Italian Super Cup!
They also kick off the new season in perfect fashion.
"Let's congratulate AC Milan!!"Huang Jianxiang shouted with excitement."AC Milan are the champions!"
The Workers' Stadium exploded.
Šuker, Maldini, and others came back out to thank the fans.
"That was an incredible match,"Šuker told the media.
He grinned and added:
"There's still a lot I haven't eaten yet — especially Sichuan hotpot. Such a pity."
Seeing him shake his head and sigh, the Chinese reporters could only smile wryly.
This guy made the trip to China like it was a food tour.
But Šuker's smile said it all.
They wouldn't understand — to someone who's long been away from home, what they crave most is the taste of familiarity — the flavor of Mom's cooking.
Even though he'd had Chinese food in Europe, it never quite felt authentic.
The Italian Super Cup was now over.
AC Milan's China tour was complete.
They had achieved their goal — winning the trophy — and it was time to head back to Italy to prepare for the new season.