Football: I am only 16 years old, and you want me to retire and make a comeback?

Chapter 138: Poor form? The Nerazzurri strike back!
【Tang Ye! 】

[This pass is very stable. This should not be a fluke. It is an absolute strength.]

[I, Tang Qiuwang, have never been deceived, okay, you haters should have some shame]

【Attack the core! 】

[Isn’t Tang Ye’s position a bit too forward? But it’s okay, as long as he scores a goal, it’s awesome]

"xuuuu!!!!"

“Xuuu——!!!!”

The game was less than 10 minutes into which they conceded a goal, and the home team fans in the stands were immediately shocked by the red card.

The boo was directed at coach Frank de Boer.

Speaking of which, De Boer is a pitiful guy. Last season, when he was at Ajax, he was defeated twice by Utrecht. At that time, Tang Ye was on Utrecht's starting list.

This season's Europa League draw was against Villarreal.

Wow, Tang Ye is in the starting lineup again!
I won’t be kicked out of class twice by Tang Ye, right?

De Boer is already starting to feel the pressure!
In addition to De Boer, there was another person who was under a lot of pressure in this game.

That's Escriva!

Escribá was already a little out of control of his team, and after the formation switched to 4231, Escribá became even more confused!

In fact, Escriva would not have given Rodri a chance to start so early.

But there was no way, he knew that once the 4231 formation was deployed, Tang Ye would definitely play with fire in the frontcourt.

Villarreal needs a defensive midfielder to help Tang Ye clean up his mess.

The young and energetic Rodri perfectly meets this requirement!
He is Tang Ye’s nanny!
"Villarreal!"

"Villarreal!"

The fans in the away stands were chanting the team's name.

A goal was scored in the 7th minute. Logically, this game should have been a big victory for Villarreal.

But despite Inter Milan's poor form, they still have their foundation.

Seeing that Villarreal’s attack was very fierce, De Boer directly ordered the team to compress the defense line when defending, and the original 433 became the current 532.

It was because of this change that Huang Qian’s offensive was directly suppressed.

The first goal was scored in the 7th minute, but now it is the 30th minute and the second goal of the game has not yet appeared.

After 30 minutes, the broadcaster showed the ball possession data compiled by a data company.

INT: 39%
VCF: 61%
As the fans saw, Villarreal still led in ball possession in this game.

High ball possession is closely related to goals, but it is definitely not directly proportional.

Snapped!
Snapped!
Rodri, Musacchio and Ruiz passed the ball back and forth in the backcourt.

Among Inter Milan's three forwards, except Icardi, the other two did not put too much pressure on Villarreal, which also allowed Rodri to cooperate with the defenders very comfortably.

It is definitely not okay to keep passing it on like this.

Rodri is looking for his chance.

An opportunity to launch an attack!

But... he never found it!
Tang Ye wandered around in the frontcourt, and after he had rested enough, he took the initiative to retreat.

Medel and Niukuri were both standing relatively forward. Tang Ye, who made the decision, ran between them and shouted to Rodri: "Hey!"

! !
Medel guessed what Tang Ye wanted to do, so he quickly moved towards Niukuri's position.

He couldn't let Rodri pass the ball between the two of them to Tang Ye.

However, Medel was still too naive. When he found that his opponent began to change direction, Tang Ye suddenly moved in the opposite direction of Medel.

Medel: ?

Rodri:!

boom!
Rodri used the arch of his foot to kick a long pass, aiming directly at Tang Ye.

Haha!

Found the opportunity!
The excited Tang Ye stretched out his foot to stop Rodri's quick long pass, and kicked it directly to Bruno on the side.

"Villarreal hit the ball out from the back!"

"This is an opportunity for Villarreal to attack when the opponent's players are not in position to defend."

"The one with the ball now is Villarreal's captain Bruno!"

"Bruno's speed is not too fast"

"Tang Ye... um, Tang Ye is moving to the left. What does this mean? Is he going to cross positions with Alai?"

Tang Ye's behavior was very strange. Not only the CCTV commentator, but even the Inter Milan players on the field were confused.

He was originally marking Tang Ye, but now Tang Ye has run to the wing, should he still follow him?
Brozovic's hesitation gave Villarreal an opportunity.

Tang Ye now has a short period of time!
Perfect gap!
Reach out for the ball!

But you must never shout!
If you shout, the opposing players will notice you!
Now it depends on whether Bruno can find himself.

Bruno didn't look up while dribbling the ball, but his right foot was pointing to the left.

! !
Tang Ye reacted and realized that Bruno definitely saw him!

Keep moving forward!

Snapped!
With a long pass from the backcourt, Tang Ye ran towards Ale.

"Help me stop!"

Ok?
okok!

After reacting quickly, Ale turned around, stretched out his right foot to catch the ball, and then gently pushed it forward.

Tang Ye got the ball!

What is cooperation!

This is cooperation!
Tang Ye knew that he was not good at stopping long passes, but he also knew that there were many players with excellent ball sense in the Villarreal team!

Dribble the ball into the penalty area!

"wow!!!"

"BEEP BEEP BEEP!!! BEEP BEEP!"

The fans in the stands made noises in an attempt to disturb Tang Ye.

However, Tang Ye is not a player who is easily influenced by fans!

"Damn it!"

Escriva frowned.

The attack was launched, but Tang Ye started pretending to be a forward again.

Why pretend to be a striker?
You don't have a shot...

On the big screen in the stadium, Tang Ye cooperated with Soriano who was making a forward run, and finally got the ball in the penalty area.

Face the goalkeeper!

One kick!
Tang Ye did not deliberately pursue angles.

He just needs to make sure the opposing goalkeeper doesn't have time to react!

"The ball is in!"

"The ball is in!"

"Tang Ye!"

"Beautiful! Tang Ye's goal!"

"A perfect two-pass combination. Tang Ye came to the penalty area to prepare before Soriano's through ball!"

He Wei gave Tang Ye the praise he deserved.

I just don't know whether Tang Ye's performance just now was due to his excellent positioning ability or his excellent sense of smell in front of the goal?

[You get counterattack points*15]

"Wuhu!"

Tang Ye jumped up and swung his right hand upwards.

To be honest, the feeling of assisting is not as good as scoring a goal!

Ale waved to Tang Ye from the left sideline, and Tang Ye quickly ran to the left.

Swish swish!
The classic three-bar sliding kneeling send-off!

The quality of the grass at the Meazza Stadium is really good!

“Wow, awesome!”

Escriva clapped his hands and then sat down in a chair on the bench.

Reaching out to touch his hair, Escriva gave a wry smile.

The familiar feeling came back.

why!
what is this!
Is it possible that he is old enough to lose his hair?

Don't!
"here!"

"come over!"

"Everyone come here!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the Villarreal players celebrating, De Boer loudly called the players over.

Thornton was in the front, followed by Brozovic and Medel.

The Inter Milan players on the field are moving towards De Boer, but they all have one thing in common, that is, they are very slow.

Fans watching the game thought that Inter Milan players had lost their fighting spirit after being beaten by Villarreal.

But De Boer could see a deeper problem.

The team's performance is so poor that the players have begun to distrust him!

"Mark the man! Mark the man when you're defending!"

De Boer pointed at Tang Ye who was arguing with the fans in the distance and said, "I know that some of their players have strange running positions, so when you are defending, you must not run while watching the ball. If you watch the ball, you will fall into their trap!"

"Mark the man, mark him! The ball is not that important!"

Looking around at the Inter Milan players, there was no reaction on the faces of these guys in jerseys.

Some of them didn't even look at De Boer!
This is really bad!

The team's performance is poor and the players are unwilling to listen to the coach.

If we don't listen to the coach, the game tactics cannot be executed and the team's performance becomes worse.

Inter Milan is caught in a vicious circle!

A vicious circle that will lead to their slow death!

The camera turned to the away team's stands. Although there were less than 3000 Villarreal players watching the game, the enthusiasm of these die-hard fans was still very strong.

They turned the stands of Inter Milan's home stadium into yellow.

The camera focused on a Spanish female fan holding a sign with the same message written in both Spanish and Italian.

[Tom, please kick De Boer out again! ]

"xuuu——!!!" "Beep beep beep beep!!!"

As the game continued, fans of the home and visiting teams started arguing in the stands.

There is no way, the home team plays like this, the fans must be in a very bad mentality now.

The taunts from the away fans completely enraged the Italians!

In the 43rd minute, which was the last time of the first half, Inter Milan gradually created offensive opportunities, and Medel's through ball successfully tore through Villarreal's midfield defense.

Damn!

Rodri targeted Edreva next to him and accelerated to chase after him.

Rodri successfully defended Edreva, but after all, he was alone, and Edreva passed the ball immediately after stopping it.

Give it to Icardi!

There are no defensive players around Icardi!

Done!

This is the drawback of the 4231 formation. The position is too forward, which makes it impossible for King Tang to show his super tackling ability!

"woww!!!"

The fans suddenly became excited and Icardi dribbled the ball forward at high speed.

Musacchio and Ruiz quickly retreated to compress the defense line.

"Get up!"

Asenjo yelled.

Musacchio retreated too much and he wouldn't be able to handle it if Icardi shot from long range.

ok!

The goalkeeper gave a hint and Musacchio moved forward to block Icardi's shooting angle.

Icardi puts out his right leg!
Musacchio falls to the ground quickly!

It turned out to be a fake shot by Icardi!
Musacchio quickly looked back and saw that Ruiz was not behind him.

boom!
Icardi fired a powerful long shot and Asenho jumped with both feet at the same time, but his reaction was still a beat slow.

duang!

The ball hit the crossbar, bounced on the grass and went into the net.

The ball went in!
This is Icardi's goal!
Inter Milan comes back!
"Depend on!"

Tang Ye hurried back and held the back of his head with both hands.

Damn it, the opponent’s attack was so fast that Tang Ye didn’t have enough time to return to defense!

"pazza inter!"

"Solo l'Inter"

After Icardi scored, the home team's stands suddenly became lively.

Fans are all like this. As long as they see a little hope for the team they follow, they will be extremely enthusiastic.

If Icardi can score one goal, he can score the second one.

If Inter can score the second goal, they can tie with Villarreal!

"Nerazzurri! (Blue and black warriors!)"

"Nerazzurri!"

Now the singing at the Meazza/San Siro Stadium gives fans the illusion that Villarreal is the lagging side.

This is the most intuitive manifestation of home advantage!
At the end of the first half, players from both teams slowly walked back to the locker room.

"Shit, I should have run back for that ball earlier!"

In the player tunnel, Tang Ye looked a little depressed.

The first half should have ended with a score of 2:0.

Instead of 2:1!

That goal by Icardi shouldn't have existed!
"Your position will definitely be too late"

Bruno said: "Medel's pass was too accurate. I didn't guess his intention, otherwise he would definitely keep an eye on Icardi, damn it!"

Bruno pushed open the door of the locker room and the substitute players had been waiting inside for a while.

"Depend on!"

Musacchio punched the door of the locker room and pointed at Ruiz and shouted: "I was shaken and you should come up to me. Why are you on the side when there is no one on the side!"

Musacchio was obviously talking about Icardi's long shot.

He thought Ruiz was going to run behind him, but Ruiz made a mistake and he didn't do that.

After being scolded by Musacchio, Ruiz was too embarrassed to speak and sat on the stool in silence.

"It's okay, it's just a small problem"

Tang Ye put his left foot on the ground and kept his position with his right foot. He took out two pieces of chewing gum from his backpack and threw one piece to Musacchio and Ruiz respectively.

Professional players always like to eat something in their mouths as they consume energy during a game. Neither Musacchio nor Ruiz refused Tang Ye's chewing gum.

"Snapped"

Escriva was the last one to come in and Rodri closed the door to the locker room.

"The other side is gaining momentum, you can feel it. I know they are not in good shape, but their tactical coordination is actually very good, they just didn't play it out. We will have a harder time in the second half than in the first half."

Escrivá speaks very fast. Ale, who had just learned Spanish, took the initiative to sit next to Tang Ye. He needed Tang Ye to translate what Escrivá said into Dutch and then tell him.

"What did he say?"

Ale looked at Tang Ye beside him, who narrowed his eyes and thought carefully.

"Milan is in bad shape"

Ok……

Ok?
Alai thought Tang Ye had a lot more to say, but he didn't expect that he had already finished.

"Isn't that more than what Phelan said?"

Tang Ye scratched his head: "The problem is that I can't remember all of them, Sebastian, just remember this, I feel this is the most important, believe me"

"That's okay"

Alai nodded.

There is no need for much words between good friends, and of course he completely trusts Tang Ye!
"4231 and 433 are very different. We need to press and try to press our opponents as much as possible!"

Escribá moved the magnetic flag representing the Villarreal players on the tactical board to the front: "The midfielder must help the forward to press. We play high defense and it is best not to let the opponent kick the ball across the half court. I know this is difficult, but you can do it."

While speaking, Escriva deliberately glanced at Tang Ye.

"You need to run, but remember, if the situation is not particularly good, don't go to the wing. Your role in the middle is much greater than that on the wing!"

Villarreal needs a player standing in the middle to constantly threaten the opponent, and Tang Ye is the best candidate.

As for the flanks, Villarreal has many wingers with excellent ball sense and dribbling ability, but they are now on standby on the bench.

A striker who likes to perform one man show will not have a chance to play in Villarreal!

As the second half of the game started, the stands at the Meazza Stadium were still very lively.

The home team fans have a keen sense of smell.

They had such a hunch.

The great Inter Milan will equalize the score in the second half!

By then, Villarreal players will cry on the lawn of the Meazza Stadium!

"Inter Milan maintained a very fast attacking tempo... but we could see that their attack was not as smooth as the visiting team"

"Brozovic!"

"Pass the ball to Eder, and Eder starts to go down the right side!"

"Well! Inter Milan's attack is launched!"

"Ruiz is already approaching the wing, Soriano retreats!"

It's two against one!

Soriano takes on the main defensive task, with Ruiz on the side to provide support.

It depends on how Edel handles it.

The inverted triangle pass is passed back to Medel!

Medel lifted the ball into the penalty area.

"Get up!"

Asenho is starting to get nervous now!

Icardi!

The header goes straight out!
Snapped!
Asenho reacted very quickly and slapped the ball away.

He thought he had successfully averted the danger, but Asenho's save hit Edrewa directly.

Edreva stopped the ball with his abdomen and retreated to make room.

Followed by a close range volley!
"il gol! (Goal)"

Edreva's body was very stretched and his volley was very fast.

Asenho has absolutely no solution!
"Oh my God, what's going on!"

"We can see that after falling behind by two goals, Inter Milan's rhythm suddenly picked up!"

"Icardi's long shot, and now Edreva's volley!"

"Inter Milan equalized the score!"

After scoring the goal, Edreva rushed to the corner flagpole immediately, slid to his knees and directly knocked down the corner flagpole inserted in the grass.

Click!

The corner flagpole was broken by Edreva and the Inter Milan attacker will receive a yellow card for his behavior.

But it doesn't matter.

They equalized the score!
"Pazza Inter amala! (Crazy Inter, fall in love with her!)"

“Che dura una vita! (The joy never ends!)”

"woww!!!"

The home team fans shouted Edreva's name and coach De Boer raised his hands.

God knows how much mental pressure he was under when he was two goals behind.

But fortunately the score is tied now!
Looking at Tang Ye, who was touching his butt with his hands and looking at a loss on the court, De Boer showed a long-lost smile on his face.

You can kick me out of class once.

Can you kick me out of class a second time?
This is Inter Milan’s second goal!

But not the last one.

Their goal is... to overtake the score!
……

(End of this chapter)