Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 114 You never know which will come first, the unexpected or the surprise! Knoch is sent off, and Tottenham launches a furious counterattack!

"After Wolfsburg scored in the 32nd minute, instead of retreating to defend, they gave Qin Ming more possession of the ball!"

"Looks like he's going to be the star of White Hart Lane today!"

"However, Tottenham's defense has tightened up! Wow, Paulinho's foul was decisive; he pulled Qin Ming down!"

"The referee didn't give a card, but issued a verbal warning!"

After Qin Ming got up, he didn't say anything, but instead smiled at Paulinho.

For him, using tactical fouls is an acknowledgment of his ability.

Paulinho responded with a helpless expression.

He felt that Qin Ming was clearly having a blast today, even more energetic than in the last game, and he couldn't keep up with him no matter what.

This can't just be a tactical foul.

As Tottenham increased their defensive efforts on the flanks, De Bruyne stopped looking for Qin Ming and instead started organizing play on the other side.

During the stalemate, the camera once again focused on the stands.

Wenger, having no zippers to play with, fiddled with the buttons on his suit jacket, his face full of contemplation.

What was he thinking about?
Tactical reform.

He once established Bergkamp as the core, using the Ice Prince's skills and wisdom to build an extremely beautiful offensive system.

Back then, Bergkamp could make every game full of creativity.

Together they created an era for Arsenal, with their undefeated record of 26 wins and 12 draws leading to the championship being a classic among classics.

"Dennis showed the world that football is not only a contest of strength and speed, but also a combination of wisdom and art."

Wenger looked at Qin Ming and murmured softly, "What can you tell the world?"

At this moment, he was determined to go all in during the summer transfer window. Arsenal's problems were already very serious, and continuing down this path would only lead to a slow death.

He doesn't have that much time to take his time.

Changes must be made.

But this change requires someone, someone like Bergkamp.

Wenger decided to put all his eggs in one basket on this young man.

If you don’t succeed, you will succeed!
As for whether he could sign Qin Ming during the summer transfer window, he realized that it seemed a bit difficult, but he had to do his best.

"Qin Ming was a bit too overconfident this time!"

"Fazio has intercepted the ball, Tottenham are about to launch a counter-attack!"

"A long pass over the top to Lamela!"

"Knoch couldn't keep up and had to foul, for which he received a yellow card!"

"It has to be said that Dietrich gave Qin Ming enough tactical freedom, and also set up multiple layers of protection behind him. Gustavo, Knoch, and even Rodriguez reduced their forward runs!"

"We must protect Qin Ming and let him fully utilize his talents!"

Zhan Jun admires this kind of head coach and thinks he is very courageous.

Actually, Dieter Hecking didn't think too much about it. He's a well-known relegation coach with a deep understanding of defense, but attacking isn't his forte.

Therefore, he prefers to let players take initiative.

De Bruyne sets the pace, Qin Ming seizes opportunities for individual attacks, Persic's attacks from above and below, and Olic's free movement, among other elements, to form Wolfsburg's well-developed attacking system.

"I made a mistake just now."

Qin Ming smiled apologetically at Knoch.

"It's a minor issue." Knoch didn't care. He was very clear about his role: to do the dirty and hard work.

Don't say that a player who doesn't want to be the protagonist isn't a good player.

This statement is inherently a paradox.

In a football field, each of the 11 positions has its own role, and it's impossible for everyone to shine.

Someone has to play the supporting role.

Not willing to give in?
A frustrated Bendtner can't even get a spot on the bench now.

After losing possession of the ball a few times, Qin Ming didn't rush in headfirst, but instead cooperated with his teammates to pass the ball to Ding Ding.

The 43th minute of the game.

Wolfsburg advanced to the left flank, but Tottenham's man-marking was excellent, preventing any Wolfsburg player from getting a chance to attack.

"De Bruyne and Qin Ming have amazing chemistry!"

"The two players' continuous passing and movement helped them get rid of Tottenham's multiple pressing players!"

"De Bruyne's through ball! It was a bit too deep, and Fazio cleared it!"

"Wolfsburg had many chances today. Why are they so much stronger away from home compared to when they play at home? Or is Tottenham just not in good form?"

Zhan Jun recalled the Tottenham Hotspur vs. West Ham United match he had been commentating on a few days ago.

The Hammers are a typical Robin Hood-like team, often taking points from strong teams and then giving them away to weaker ones.

Therefore, the two teams fought very hard in that match.

Tottenham tried everything but to no avail. If it weren't for Harry Kane scoring a penalty in stoppage time, Tottenham would probably have lost in the end.

That explains why I'm not feeling well today.

After all, the Wolfsburg players had plenty of rest time and defeated Werder Bremen with almost no effort.

The camera panned to Pochettino on the sidelines; the Argentine's expression was very serious, and he could see the poor performance of his players.

Just as he was thinking about how to solve the problem, the stadium suddenly became noisy.

It turned out that Vertonghen delivered a precise long pass from the backfield, bypassing Wolfsburg's midfield and finding Chadli.

Belgium's golden generation of wingers are quite formidable.

He beat Träsch with a one-two with Harry Kane, then feigned a cross from the byline but actually executed a cutback pass.

The ball was passed to Eriksen.

As a player in the same position as De Bruyne, he also has the ability to make precise passes, and is one of the best playmakers in the Premier League.

"Block it!" Naldo shouted, closing the distance to press the ball.

But Eriksen remained calm and waited until Lamela was in position before sending a through ball.

Snap! The football pierced through the gap in Wolfsburg's defense and reached the right side of the penalty area.

"Erik!" Tottenham fans shouted, standing up as well.

They recalled Lamela's arrival in the Premier League, where he delivered a perfect performance with 11 goals and 7 assists.

If it weren't for the fact that his position overlaps with Messi's, he would definitely have a place in the Argentine national team.

Inside the Wolfsburg penalty area, Knoch quickly turned around and followed up to defend Lamela.

But the latter's sudden inside cut prompted Knoch to instinctively fight back.

Thud! Lamela swayed and fell to the ground decisively, it was unclear whether he genuinely lost his balance or was diving to try and get a penalty kick.

"broken!"

Upon seeing this, Qin Ming's heart jumped, and he nervously looked at the referee.

Beep! The referee pointed to the 12-yard mark with one hand and blew a piercing whistle.

But that wasn't the end of it. "Two yellow cards result in a red card, please leave the field immediately!"

Knoch stared blankly at the red card, as if he had fallen from heaven to hell in an instant, wanting to explain but unable to utter a word.

"Sir, his foot... My teammate didn't even put any force on it, and he just fell down on his own!"

Benaglio saw it clearly and came over to help Knoch explain.

"I have my own standards for judging! Please leave the field immediately and don't interfere with the game!"

The referee showed no sign of changing his mind.

Knoch took several deep breaths to calm himself down, then looked up at the hanging LED scoreboard.

0-1!

Even if Tottenham manages to score a penalty, Wolfsburg will still be one goal ahead on aggregate, so they should be able to win.

But he felt he couldn't.

Because in high-quality Europa League matches, being one player short has a huge impact.

How can the teammates make it through the remaining time?
Knoch was overwhelmed with guilt at that moment, and his steps were slightly unsteady.

"Robin!" Suddenly he heard someone call him, and when he turned around he saw Qin Ming.

"Robin! Trust us, we will win!"

Qin Ming's eyes shone with unwavering confidence, and every word he spoke was firm and powerful. If it weren't for that goal he conceded, Knoch wouldn't have needed to commit a tactical foul and wouldn't have been sent off with a red card.

Since he has a responsibility, he cannot shirk it.

Instead, we must face it.

"Exactly! Just trust us and wait for good news in the locker room!"

Perisic also offered loud words of comfort.

"don’t worry!"

De Bruyne nodded in agreement.

"Good!" Knoch looked at his teammates, no longer troubled by guilt, and left the field from the sidelines.

With only 10 men left on the Wolfsburg pitch, Harry Kane stood at the penalty spot.

Beep! As the referee blew his whistle, he took a run-up and struck the ball to his left.

Benaglio guessed the wrong direction.

"Harry Kane, run-up, shoot!"

"The goal went in!"

"The score has been changed to 1-1, and Tottenham only needs one more goal to equalize!"

Zhan Jun exclaimed, "People often say that anything is possible on the football field. Tottenham, who were showing signs of decline, underwent a dramatic turnaround in just a few seconds!"

"No one knows who will win or lose this match until the very last moment!"

"But I think the scales of victory have already begun to tip!"

Zhan Jun doesn't believe Wolfsburg, playing with one less player, can win at White Hart Lane.

"I have a different opinion, let's wait and see."

Zhang Lu chuckled.

"Yeah!!!" White Hart Lane erupted in cheers, and Tottenham fans were now as happy and joyful as they had been before.

With a numerical advantage and a full 45 minutes remaining, can they score two more goals?
Tottenham fans think it's a good idea.

They need to stage a dramatic comeback at home to advance to the Europa League Round of 16!

Harry Kane rushed into the goal, grabbed the ball, and waved for his teammates to hurry back. "There are still a few minutes of stoppage time left, let's score another goal!"

Tottenham's morale soared to its peak thanks to a red card and a penalty.

But the Wolfsburg players didn't show any signs of frustration; they all quickly returned to their positions.

How far a team can go depends on its strength.

But resilience is equally important.

However, once the match started, Tottenham's relentless attacks caused them considerable trouble.

This was still with Perisic dropping back to play as a full-back, and Guilavogui filling the gaps in the back line, weakening the attack to compensate for the defensive situation.

Courtside.

"We can't make any adjustments now, we have to hold on until halftime!"

Dieter Black Gold gritted his teeth.

Knoch's sent-off was unexpected; without his years of coaching experience, he would probably be in disarray by now.

But in fact, it is precisely in times like these that you need to stay calm.

Otherwise, even the smallest change could cause the team to collapse.

"Boss, we—"

Thorn-Lockhoff was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Let's stabilize the defense first!" Dieter Blackkin said decisively.

the other side.

Pochettino kept waving his hands, signaling them to intensify their attack. They wanted to take advantage of their high morale and bring the game back to a level playing field.

"Kyle Walker makes a overlapping run down the flank and attacks!"

"This is very rare!"

"He outspeeds Qin Ming, combines with Lamela, and dribbles the ball to the byline!"

"Cross!"

Bang! The football spun as it fell into the penalty area, and Harry Kane, with a header over Naldo, finished the shot with his knee.

Fortunately, it eventually deviated from the door frame.

Just two minutes later, Tottenham came back stronger, with Eriksen unleashing a long-range shot from outside the penalty area.

Benaglio didn't dare to dunk the ball and instead lunged out of bounds.

Tottenham won another corner on the right. Eriksen delivered the corner to the penalty spot and Vertonghen rushed in to contest it.

Bang! The football whistled towards the goal, but Benaglio blocked it with both hands!
The ball was saved again in a dramatic fashion.

"Tottenham's attack is relentless!"

"Wolves are finding it hard to resist; it's only a matter of time before they concede a goal!"

"Good job defending this corner kick! Tresch cleared the ball out of the penalty area, and De Bruyne cleared it with a long kick!"

Followed by.

Beep!
The piercing whistle left Tottenham fans wanting more, while Wolfsburg fans could finally catch their breath.

"They're pretty strong on the other side."

Benaglio's chest heaved violently; those few minutes had felt like an eternity to him.

"Let's wait for the boss to make substitutions and adjustments; we need to stabilize the defense first."

Qin Ming felt as if a huge boulder was pressing down on his shoulders.

"This game cannot go into overtime."

De Bruyne said solemnly.

They were already down a man, so they had to make up for their numerical disadvantage by running around more.

This will lead to a significant decline in physical fitness.

It might not even last 90 minutes, and it will definitely stall after 120 minutes.

"Go back and rest first." Qin Ming strode into the passage, and after returning to the locker room, he peeled a banana and ate it.

"As professional players, you should know that there will always be unexpected surprises on the field."

"It's a pity we met today."

"We shouldn't discuss whether the ruling was reasonable or not, because it's meaningless since it has already happened. We should focus on the aftermath."

Dieter tapped the tactical board lightly with his black gold index finger, pondered for a moment, and then continued, "Later, Bass, you will replace Ivica, and our formation will become 4-3-2. Then Qin, you and Bass will play as two strikers."

Defense remains the primary strategy, given Wolfsburg's overall lead.

But not attacking won't work either.

The final moments of the first half proved it; they need to put enough pressure on Tottenham.

Otherwise, it's only a matter of time before they concede a goal.

"I know this match will be tough, but giving up is not in our vocabulary!"

"Come on!"

After Dietrich finished speaking, he left the locker room to the Wolfsburg players.

"Phew!" Qin Ming covered his head with a towel, closed his eyes, and focused on recovering his strength.

After a long while, he stood up and looked at his teammates, finding that they all had a determined look on their faces.

Indeed.

Which player who makes it to the professional league would give up so easily?
“Vamos!”

Everyone shouted in unison and walked out of the locker room.

"The second half has begun. Wolfsburg has made substitutions: Dost replaces Olic, and Klose replaces Guilavogui!"

"This is a fairly standard procedure when a player is sent off with a red card!"

"Here they come! Tottenham are still playing proactively, they've started high pressing!"

"Trech passes the ball to Perisic, Danny Rose and two others work together to defend, and Bentaleb clears the ball out of bounds!"

"Wolfsburg's attack will struggle to make progress due to their numerical disadvantage!"

(End of this chapter)