Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 136 A stunning display of agility and grace on the Italian peninsula! (A reference to a famous Chinese football match, "The Ox Tail" and "The Raglan" pass are described as a beautiful combination of two different footwork techniques.)
After the match started, Napoli launched an attack without any attempt to probe.

Just like the passionate Napoli fans in the stands.

After a series of passes, the ball reached Hamsik's feet.

Napoli fielded a 4-4-2 formation today to strengthen their attacking intensity, especially to prevent Higuain from having to play alone.

"Hamsik was surrounded by a group of people trying to grab him, but oh! He managed to pull himself out of the crowd!"

"That through ball was so sudden!"

Insigne dribbled past Guilavogui with a stop and a turn, then looked for Higuain to receive the pass from the side!

The Argentine striker, with his back to Naldo, suddenly broke free of Naldo and turned to shoot from the edge of the penalty area.

Bang! The shot was fast and skimmed the grass, allowing Benaglio to stretch his body to its limit.

I didn't encounter it!
"Thank goodness!" Benaglio breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the ball glide past the goal. After getting up, he shouted to his opponent, "Don't let him shoot easily. Intercept or block the shot in advance!"

Naldo nodded to indicate that he understood.

He was caught off guard by Higuain, and he won't make the same mistake again next time.

"We also need to increase our midfield interception intensity!"

De Bruyne becomes a chatterbox during matches, wishing he had a few more mouths.

Finally, he added, "Qin, be careful on the left flank, they'll target you!"

"Don't worry." Qin Ming gave an OK sign.

Napoli's early attack nearly resulted in a goal, keeping the atmosphere at the San Paolo Stadium heating up.

Amidst thunderous cheers.

Napoli launched a relentless offensive, seemingly transforming into a blue tsunami that threatened to engulf Wolfsburg.

"Stay close! Stay close!"

Rodriguez shouted.

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming quickly lunged towards Callejon, who was holding the ball.

Although his defensive skills are still the same, they are at least much better than before.

Seeing this, Callejon, nicknamed "Motorcycle," suddenly pushed the ball to accelerate, but he forcefully bypassed Qin Ming and was intercepted by Rodriguez who seized the opportunity.

"Well done, Ricardo!"

As Qin Ming spoke, he continued running forward. When he had advanced five meters along the sideline, Rodriguez passed the ball to him.

This is a tacit understanding!
Qin Ming inwardly praised it, then stomped on the grass to accelerate, while also taking a quick look around.

Callejon was chasing him frantically from behind, Mesto was on high alert in front of him, David Lopez was on his side, and Albiol was on his side in front of him.

It seems Napoli is focusing their defense on their own flank.

This won't work; we need to find backup.

Just as Qin Ming was about to send reinforcements, they arrived.

"Qin!" De Bruyne's support in the middle put David Lopez in a dilemma, forcing him to defend against De Bruyne in front of him first.

I've been given a one-on-one opportunity!

Qin Ming's spirits lifted and he accelerated again, preventing Callejon from catching up.

"Wolfsburg's counterattack looks very likely!"

"Currently leading 3-2 on aggregate, if they score first on the road, then—"

Before Zhan Jun could finish speaking, he saw Qin Ming charge into the penalty area.

On the left side of the penalty area, Mesto was highly focused, staring intently at Qin Ming's waist and abdomen.

Center of gravity!

Players with extensive defensive experience can judge the intentions of attacking players by their center of gravity, and then make anticipatory movements to intercept them.

While Mesto was observing him, Qin Ming was also silently observing him.

With his core taut and his right foot trembling slightly, he traced a lightning-fast trajectory, leaving Mesto completely unable to react.

The external signal is leaking!

With his dribbling skills reaching 85%, he can better grasp the timing of breaking free and handle the details of dribbling very well.

*Snap!* Qin Ming casually lay down on the outside, glancing up at the Dutch bald guy.

"Watch out!" Mesto had just accelerated back to chase, thinking that Qin Ming's dominant foot was his right foot, and that it would be difficult for him to deliver a high-quality cross with his left foot.

But a picture quietly appeared in his mind.

This scene suddenly overlapped with reality: a cross from the back of the ball!
Thump! The football spins as it flies up and falls, its trajectory ending right in the penalty area!

There, Dost, who was already prepared, leaped high to pin Britos down, swinging his bald head and smashing him down.

Bang! At the last second, Andujar touched the ball, and then his eyes widened.

I failed to completely save that close-range header from the goal!

The football deflected and bounced towards the net, making a crisp sound as it hit the net.

0-1! ! !

"Qin Ming uses his 'elastico' dribble past Mesto, then crosses with a rabona to find Dost!"

"The Dutch center forward scores a powerful header!"

"In the 26th minute of the match, Wolfsburg changed the score and took the lead!"

"Beautiful! Look at Qin Ming's handling of these two moves. He's no longer limited to a single technique, but is gradually integrating techniques!"

"This is an astonishing rate of progress!"

Zhan Jun's signature hoarse voice rang out, mixed with excitement and agitation.

After all, if Wolfsburg can reach the semi-finals, that would be a big step for Chinese players. How could he, as someone involved in the industry, remain calm?
"I wonder if the fans noticed that Wolfsburg chose a defensive counter-attacking strategy today, and it was obviously very effective."

Zhang Lu observes the game more deeply: "Even Qin Ming is frequently involved in defense. I think they are making a change. As the saying goes: defense wins championships, offense wins games."

"Dieter Hecking, having served as a relegation coach for many years, naturally understands this principle."

As Zhang Lu had predicted, Wolfsburg had previously focused too much on attack, which, although it consistently resulted in goals and eventual victories.

But ultimately, it's not a long-term solution.

Unless they are all top-class players in every position and can make interceptions in the midfield and attacking third.

Otherwise, if they face strong teams like Bayern Munich, they could concede a goal on a counter-attack, not to mention their defense isn't particularly strong.

Moreover, in a two-legged match, taking the lead in the first leg and defending in the second is a very energy-saving strategy and can force the opponent to make mistakes.

On the field, Dost pulled Qin Ming to the corner flag again and knelt down on one knee to wipe Qin Ming's shoes.

"Qin! I knew you were going to use your fancy footwork to get there early and grab a little space!"

Dost was happy when he thought that the Europa League goal bonus was higher than the league goal bonus.

"This move is indeed comfortable to use. You don't have to worry about the non-dominant foot anymore, and the defenders don't have time to block it."

Qin Ming felt that his future development direction, besides learning to organize attacks, was to string together fancy moves.

"VFL!!!" The Wolfsburg fans in the away stands were also very excited, waving their hands and cheering for the goal.

After being dominated by Napoli for more than 20 minutes, they changed the score with a single counter-attack.

It feels like knocking out the person who hit you with a single punch.

Cool!
"Watching him dribble is a real treat!"

"I've rarely seen a cow's tail connecting to a flower-shaped foot before!"

"This talent is undeniable!"

"We really have to thank Bayern Munich for sending Qin Ming over!"

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Wolfsburg fans who traveled a long way felt that their money was well spent just for this goal.

The coaching bench below the away stands.

"Napoli has to abandon defense if they want to attack, and Mesto is not as good as Maggio."

Dieter Black Gold glanced at the people next door and chuckled, "See? They fell for it."

the other side.

Benitez took a deep breath to remain calm; this goal was unexpected. He had anticipated Napoli scoring first, then using their two away goals to launch a counter-attacking strategy.

That's why he wanted to seize the initiative at the start.

But now all his expectations have been overturned, and he can only let the players continue to attack.

"Fortunately, we scored more goals away from home."

Benitez said to his assistant coach.

The assistant coach called Hamsik to the sidelines and told him what to do next.

"Let's stick to the original plan. Don't be discouraged by this goal; we still have many opportunities."

Hamsik offered words of comfort.

Mesto rubbed his inner thigh; he had taken a rather large step at the last moment in order to block Qin Ming's cross.

It's probably a minor strain, nothing serious.

And he must persevere.

Because Napoli doesn't have a suitable full-back.

Amidst the relentless cheers, the match resumed.

After kickoff, Napoli stopped their frantic attacks and instead focused on increasing possession around Hamsik, moving the ball around to find gaps in Wolfsburg's defense.

But today's starting right-back is Tresch, an experienced German all-rounder.

The left-back is Rodriguez, whose market value is 2400 million.

Once Wolfsburg's flanks are solidified, the defensive midfielders won't need to cover as much, thus increasing the strength of the midfield.

De Bruyne and the other two central midfielders also actively participated in the defense.

The game quickly reached the 42nd minute. Napoli's possession rate kept increasing, but their number of threatening attacks remained stagnant.

"Wolfsburg's defense is very solid!"

"Hey, why are you so easily flattered? Guilavogui made a mistake passing the ball to Hamsik!"

"A medium-to-long pass of 30 meters!"

In Italian football, excellent midfielders generally possess outstanding footwork, with younger generations such as Pjanic and Hamsik being prime examples.

There are more older generations, with Pirlo being a prime example.

Hamsik's 20-40 meter long passes are very accurate, and Callejon hardly needs to adjust before easily receiving the ball and passing it across.

The football rolled towards Higuain, avoiding Rodriguez.

"Pass the ball!"

Insigne, despite his small stature, burst forward at incredible speed into the penalty area.

Upon hearing this, Higuain did not hesitate, deftly tapping his heel through Knoch's legs.

Inside the penalty area, Insigne received the ball, took two steps, and aimed at the far corner before unleashing a powerful shot.

Bang! The football flew past Benaglio's fingertips and lifted Wolfsburg's net.

1-1! ! !

"Near the end of the first half, Napoli capitalized on a Wolfsburg mistake, with Insigne equalizing the score!"

"The aggregate score is now 3-4, with Wolfsburg in the lead!"

"We could see that although Wolfsburg's defense was very solid, the players still couldn't avoid making mistakes. This may be because the Wolfsburg players became a little careless as the first half was about to end!"

"It seems that Dieter Blackkins' tactical adjustments will need to continue!"

A deafening roar erupted from the San Paolo Stadium as Napoli fans hysterically raised their hands in celebration.

"Napoli!!!"

"Napoli!!!"

"Napoli!!!"

Insigne ran excitedly into the goal, scooping the ball into his arms. "We can't let the fans down. Let's try to score another goal before halftime!"

"If we can equalize the aggregate score, we'll advance because we have more away goals!"

"Napoli will win!"

The Napoli players roared in response.

Not far away, Qin Ming glanced helplessly at Jiravoji, but did not express any blame.

No one can guarantee that there won't be any mistakes during the 90 minutes of a match.

"It's okay! Just be more careful next time and don't make the same mistake."

Tresch, as the captain, stepped forward and spoke.

"Mmm!" Gilavoji nodded repeatedly, his head as hard as a boiled egg.

"I think there are less than 5 minutes left in the game. Let's stabilize the defense and go into halftime. If we can't hold on, we'll commit a tactical foul. Let's not let Napoli get ahead."

Dieter Blackkins shouted instructions from the sidelines.

"Okay!" the Wolfsburg players replied with high spirits, showing little sign of their frustration at conceding a goal.

This drew a sidelong glance from Benitez next door.

When he was in charge of Liverpool, that resilient team seemed to be just like that.

Thinking of this, he frowned deeply, feeling that the second half of the game would be even more difficult.

Then we must be even more unforgiving when we gain the upper hand.

"Continue the attack!"

Benitez looked at his players and pointed towards the Wolfsburg goal.

After the game restarted, Napoli, riding high on their momentum, launched rapid attacks from both flanks, utilizing Hamsik's long passes to orchestrate the offense.

Moreover, Higuain found his rhythm, roaming through gaps in Wolfsburg's defense and cooperating with his teammates to act as a transfer point.

"Watch out! Insigne is about to cut inside the penalty area, but his shot is blocked!"

"That was close! Naldo's timely blockade saved Wolfsburg from disaster!"

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"In the last minute of stoppage time, Napoli won a corner on the right, and Hamsik passed the ball!"

"There's a bit of chaos inside the Wolfsburg penalty area!"

"Higuain's shot hit Knoch, and Benaglio caught the ball!"

The referee blew his whistle to signal the end of the first half!

"Phew! Wolfsburg survived a very tense five minutes, but they held on!"

Zhan Jun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the whistle.

Football matches are all about morale. Napoli had the home advantage, and their players were in high spirits, so Wolfsburg would have a hard time holding them off.

Moreover, Napoli did a good job of pressing back during this period, making it difficult for Wolfsburg's counter-attacks to break through the midfield and reach the front.

"Qin! We need to make adjustments in the second half. Move your position forward a bit more. We need to put pressure on them with our offense."

De Bruyne's doll-like face was filled with seriousness.

He knew he couldn't continue to be passive, otherwise he wouldn't be able to mount a counter-attack and would only be besieged by Napoli.

Then it's only a matter of time before he scores.

"Okay, let's go back to the locker room and discuss how to play."

Qin Ming raised his arm to wipe away the sweat.

He was involved in defense a lot in the first half, which was no easier than offense, and he was actually more tired.

why?
Because he is not good at defense.

"I still need tactical privileges," Qin Ming muttered to himself.

Once everyone was in position, Dieter Blackkins pulled over a tactical board and drew a triangle on the left side.

"What we need to do is very simple! Once we intercept the ball in our own half, we play a long pass behind Mesto!"

(End of this chapter)