Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 109: The tactical confrontation between Tottenham and Wolfsburg, making a fool of Kyle Walker!
Volkswagen Arena.

The cheers from the Wolfsburg fans never stopped, as they waved hats with the wolf's head on them, celebrating the equalizing goal.

Meanwhile, Perisic from the corner flag area made a heart shape with his hands for the camera.

"They're showing off their love again." Qin Ming was about to complain to De Bruyne when he saw the thoughtful look on the other's face.

“Hey! Kevin, you’re not thinking of copying this, are you? My advice is no, because it will ruin your image as a neighborhood celebration person.”

Qin Ming casually remarked.

"I know." De Bruyne was a little embarrassed; he also felt quite ashamed.

As an introverted person, he is not good at expressing his love.

Maybe that's why his ex-girlfriend hurt him?

"Goal! Goal! Was I cool just now?"

After celebrating, Perisic put his arm around Qin Ming's shoulder and asked.

Did I just pass by Kyle Walker?

Qin Ming raised an eyebrow and asked in return.

"Awesome! I didn't even see your move clearly, and he just fell down! Haha!"

Persich gave a thumbs-up and chuckled.

Qin Ming found the scene rather amusing when he recalled it. His original intention was to fake out Kyle Walker in order to create an opportunity for a breakthrough from the outside.

I didn't expect Kyle Walker to be so unhelpful.

Suddenly, Qin Ming seemed to realize something and turned around to meet Kyle Walker's angry gaze.

He smiled but didn't say anything.

Taunting an opponent after getting past them is not his habit.

But Kyle Walker misunderstood; he felt that Qin Ming was provoking him, and his anger burned fiercely.

"Damn it! How could I make such a basic mistake!"

Kyle Walker preferred to take the blame himself rather than admit that Qin Ming was indeed very strong.

"It's okay, just treat it as the game has just begun. We'll just be more careful with our help defense next time."

Lori's words seemed to be comforting, but they were actually blaming Kyle Walker.

Why did he rush in to steal the ball instead of stalling for time and waiting for his teammates to come and support him?

Kyle Walker glared at Lori with displeasure.

But since the other party was more senior than him, he couldn't say anything.

Moreover, he was indeed directly involved in that goal.

On the sidelines, Dieter Hecking gently clapped his hands. "Look at the speed at which he's growing, it's simply unbelievable!"

"When I think back to the scene when he first came for the tryouts, I feel like it's two different people, except that their technical styles are the same."

Dieter Black Gold sighed with relief that he had chosen Qin Ming.

Actually, the recruitment department had many options, but they chose Qin Ming because he speaks German.

the other side.

Pochettino rubbed his temples, clearly annoyed; he too had once been an excellent player.

How excellent is it?

Rumor has it that when Bielsa was coaching Newell's Old Boys, he rushed to Pochettino's house late at night, but Pochettino's mother said he was already asleep, and even sleeping naked.

Bielsa said it was a good opportunity to check her physical condition, and as she walked into the room and lifted the blanket, she exclaimed: "Perfect legs!"
Of course, this is an exaggerated version.

Under Bielsa's tutelage, Pochettino became a top-class intercepting center-back.

Later, whether he was playing for the Argentine national team or for the La Liga team Espanyol, he faced Ronaldinho.

The image of Qin Ming passing Kyle Walker just now made him feel dazed.

How can they look so alike?

He then realized that he hadn't paid enough attention to Qin Ming.

"Paul, move to the wing and have Andros drop back. We need to protect the wing!"

Pochettino waved to Paulinho.

Beep!
The game restarted with the final whistle, and Tottenham were not significantly affected.

Continue the attack.

In the attacking third, Pochettino gave Tottenham's attacking trio ample freedom and space to unleash their creativity, allowing them to pass the ball to the forwards in front of them as much as possible.

That is, Harry Kane.

Furthermore, Tottenham's four attacking players in the front three are able to connect with each other and quickly switch positions.

This also allows them to create more space for their teammates to dribble, pass, or make runs.

It must be said that Pochettino, who inherited Bielsa's skills, is very adept at coaching attacks.

"Watch out! Don't just watch the ball, focus on your zone defense!"

Dieter Black Gold reminded him.

He had already figured out Tottenham's attacking patterns.

When the defenders are drawn to the wingers, Harry Kane will seize the opportunity to get into the open space before the opponents can cover.

Having learned from their mistakes, Wolfsburg gradually stabilized their defense.

"There are five minutes left in regular time in the first half!"

"The match was a bit dull!"

"Coach Zhang, is there anything you'd like to say?"

Zhan Jun then brought up the topic.

"Tottenham's overall strength is still very strong, but Wolfsburg has also improved significantly after half a season."

"I think the key to this game lies in the midfield."

“You see, every time Tottenham defends, they make a lot of lateral movements. The advantage of doing this is that they can adjust quickly, but it also creates gaps in their defense in the middle.”

"I don't need to elaborate on De Bruyne's technical characteristics."

"If I'm not mistaken, Wolfsburg will soon take advantage of this and make full use of the strengths of De Bruyne and Qin Ming."

Although Zhang Lu always likes to chuckle, he has a deep understanding of the game.

Soon, the first half came to an end, and the referee added three minutes of stoppage time.

Harry Kane dropped back into midfield to receive the ball, combined with Eriksen, and shook off De Bruyne's pressing.

He then attempted a long-range shot.

However, the shooting technique, which was touted by the British media as similar to Alan Shearer's, did not yield results.

Benaglio leaped up to block the ball, looked around, and then launched a long kick.

They were looking for Qin Ming on the left wing.

Bang! Qin Ming was bumped before he could even catch the ball, and he knew who it was without even looking.

After raising his elbow to block Kyle Walker, he adjusted his posture to stop the ball with his chest, and then followed up with a lob.

Kyle Walker suddenly felt that there was nothing in front of him.

Just as he finally managed to catch up using his speed, Qin Ming suddenly stopped and swerved in front of him.

"Damn damn it!"

Kyle Walker felt like a clown in a circus, being toyed with and mocked.

"Boo!" The boos from the Wolfsburg fans in the stands were also a huge provocation to him.

Kyle Walker, already emotionally unstable, lost his temper and tackled the ball from behind from the side.

"Watch out!" Rodriguez exclaimed in alarm.

Qin Ming couldn't see what was behind him, nor did he hear his teammates' warnings. He just felt his left foot being hooked, and then he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Damn Englishmen!"

"Taking someone from behind is unethical! He deserves a red card!"

"Get him off the field!"

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Before the Wolfsburg players could even react, the fans started cursing.

Volkswagen Stadium erupted into chaos. The Spanish referee, Snape, acted decisively, blowing his whistle furiously to prevent a potential conflict and showing a yellow card to the arguing Kyle Walker.

"If you had lifted your foot just one centimeter more, this card would have turned red! I hope you can control your emotions in the next game!"

Snape wrote Kyle Walker's number after the yellow card.

"I was going for the ball, he was definitely faking it!"

Kyle Walker is still confusing right and wrong.

"Fuck your mother!" Qin Ming heard this as he passed by and immediately swore at the other person, since they couldn't understand him anyway.

However, if you speak English, you are likely to be warned by the referee.

Because that would be considered an insult to the opponent.

I was lucky to have been hit just now, otherwise I would most likely have been injured.

"Should we change our playing style?"

Qin Ming was also a little scared.

It's really difficult for him to grow up healthily if he plays like that.

But then he thought about it again, and realized that he had a system with him, so he was completely reliable.

Just do it!

"Qin, are you alright?"

His teammates rushed forward to ask what was wrong, fearing that something might have happened to Qin Ming.

"Of course it's alright, don't worry!"

Qin Ming smiled and reassured his teammates.

"We'll find a chance to take him down later; I can tell he's already intoxicated."

Qin Ming covered his mouth as he spoke.

“Okay!” Rodriguez nodded to indicate that he understood.

On the sidelines, Pochettino breathed a sigh of relief; as long as it wasn't a red card, that was good.

Otherwise, they would have had one player sent off before the first half was even over.

How should we play in the second half?
Meanwhile, Dieter Hecking approached the fourth official, took off his glasses, and loudly questioned, "Isn't this a classic red card offense? Just because our player isn't injured doesn't mean he can escape the punishment he deserves!"

That gave him quite a fright.

However, the fourth official simply remained silent, and since VAR technology was not applied, the referee's decision still contained subjective factors.

The three minutes of injury time ended quickly.

Beep!
After the foul, both sides slowed down, allowing the game to go into halftime with a draw.

"The first half has ended, and the score is 1-1!"

"Tottenham's Harry Kane and Wolfsburg's Perisic each scored a goal!"

"It has to be said that when young talents from two different leagues meet, it always creates a scene that is truly eye-catching!"

"Moreover, the two have completely different technical styles."

Zhan Jun looked at Zhang Lu and asked, "Coach Zhang, would you like to say something?"

"Hehe! Good, Harry Kane has no weaknesses as a striker. His dribbling, passing, and ball protection abilities are all good. Moreover, after three loan spells with lower-level teams like Leyton Orient, Millwall, and Leicester City, his physical strength has improved, and his lower body is very stable."

"By the way, it also has abundant physical strength and a wide coverage area, high ball intelligence, and knows how to adapt to changing situations."

"But doesn't it sound a bit like an engineering corps?"

"At least that's my opinion. I can't find any distinctive features in his playing style, while Qin Ming has a very strong personal style!"

"His skills and breakthroughs are full of agility in every move, leaving a deep impression on viewers, just like the football genius Ronaldinho in the past."

Zhang Lu smiled and continued, "I'm not saying who's stronger or weaker, I just think that in the era of industrialized football, it's rare to have a personal style."

He has been watching football for decades, from the World Cup and Serie A to the rise of La Liga and the Premier League, and he really misses the football of that time.

"Yes!" Zhan Jun echoed, "As football develops faster and faster, players seem to have become industrial products. I don't know if this is progress or regression."

The halftime break passed quickly as the two chatted, and the players from both sides returned to the pitch.

Beep! ! !
The match started with the whistle, and Tottenham, as always, took the initiative from the outset.

Snap! Eriksen received a pass from Paulinho and used a one-two with Chadli to get past Maranda.

He did not attempt long-range shots from outside the box.

Instead, he deftly lobbed the ball into the penalty area, looking for Harry Kane lurking there.

"Mine!" Naldo was instructed at halftime to keep a close eye on Tottenham's center forward and prevent him from finding another scoring opportunity.

Bang! Harry Kane barely managed to kick the goalkeeper, but the ball only hit the side netting.

"such a pity!"

“We often see Kane waste chances in matches, but if you look at the statistics, you’ll find that he scores a goal on average every 4.8 shots in the Premier League.”

"Of course, this can't compare to Diego Costa's 3.7 feet per ball, but it's not far off from Messi and Ronaldo."

"And Kane is only 21 years old. When Ronaldo was 21, he averaged one goal every 11.8 attempts in the Premier League. When Costa was 21, he averaged one goal every 9.1 attempts in La Liga."

Zhan Jun clearly knows the Premier League very well, and he can rattle off all sorts of data off the top of his head.

"Does anyone know Qin Ming's stats?"

Zhang Lu chuckled again, "He scores a goal with every 3.9 shots. This is related to his technical characteristics. Before each shot, he gets past the defender to put himself in an undisturbed state."

"But no matter what, it's terrifying, considering he's only 17 years old."

"Will he become a superb marksman, a powerful penetrator, or an all-around player in the future?"

"I am looking forward."

"Huh! What I said came true, Wolfsburg is attacking down the left flank!"

Volkswagen Arena.

Rodriguez advanced along the sideline, dribbled past Townsend, looked up, saw Qin Ming being closely marked by Kyle Walker, and decisively passed the ball to De Bruyne in the middle.

"Charge him!" Bentaleb roared and charged forward, but De Bruyne had already passed the ball back.

The fans at the scene were completely confused.

what's the situation?
Why didn't they seize the opportunity to push forward and instead fought back?

The camera panned to the coaching bench on the sidelines, where Dieter Hecking adjusted his black-rimmed glasses; he was deliberately slowing down.

Because Tottenham are used to playing fast.

Whether it's high pressing or defensive rhythm, it all happens through rapid movement.

So all we need to do is get Tottenham into an unfamiliar rhythm.

Will this expose a problem?

Sure enough, after Wolfsburg made several lateral passes, Tottenham's left flank became empty.

After receiving the ball again, De Bruyne shot it without even looking up.

*Thud!* Based on his observation from the previous second, the football followed the trajectory in his mind, whizzing past Paulinho.

"De Bruyne's signature low, curved shot!"

"Qin Ming!"

"Kelwalk is too far away to get there immediately!"

"They've broken into the restricted area!"

As Zhan Jun's distinctive voice rang out, it captivated the hearts of fans watching on screen.

On the court, Qin Ming calmly looked at Kyle Walker, seemingly noticing the tension on the other's face.

At this point, he knew that he was on the psychologically advantageous side.

Suddenly, he shifted his weight to the right, assuming a shooting stance.

Kyle Walker became like a frightened bird, frantically stretching out his legs to block.

But the scene that appeared the next second terrified him.

Not a shot!

Qin Ming's right foot glided smoothly over the ball, gently pulling it towards the outer line!
Kyle Walker was thrown off balance, but after a hard-fought recovery, he quickly turned around and gave chase again.

But having already lost the initiative, he couldn't catch up no matter what he did.

(End of this chapter)