Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 145: Bayern captain Lahm, with his back to goal and no vision, nutmegs Bayern captain Lahm, delivers a deadly diagonal pass with his external brain, turning the tide!

"Wolfsburg seems to be in form, and they've actually pinned Bayern back in their own half!"

"It's probably because without Ribery and Robben, Bayern can't launch quick counter-attacks through the wings, and therefore can't directly threaten Wolfsburg's backline!"

"Qin Ming receives the ball and faces Thiago head-to-head!"

“Who will win?”

On the left side of midfield, near the wing, Qin Ming looked down at Thiago's center of gravity and smoothly stepped over the ball with both feet.

Skilled players always suppress their desire to steal the ball.

Because he knew it was a feint.

*Snap!* The cow tail that connects to the bicycle pedal has such a wide range of motion that it makes you want to stretch your leg out.

This act of extending a leg has revealed a problem.

After specialized training, Qin Ming's flexibility and explosiveness have been enhanced, allowing his ankles to swing more dramatically in confined spaces.

With a flick of the wrist, the ball grazed the inside of Thiago's foot, avoiding him.

"This is so difficult?" Thiago was shocked and quickly turned to the side to try and block the way.

Thump! The muffled sound from the close-up sound system made him feel a powerful force coming at him, and he almost lost his balance and fell.

How can a 174cm, 70kg person compete with a 183cm, 76kg person?
Not to mention that Qin Ming has been building muscle for half a season.

After getting past Thiago, Qin Ming looked up and saw Benatia coming towards him.

This thing can't be knocked over by itself.

"Kevin, do it!" He decisively passed the ball with the instep, using his speed to get around Benatia.

But just a moment before he was about to receive the ball.

Whoosh! Lahm timed it perfectly, diving cleanly and decisively as he reached the tackle point!

"Excellent! No wonder he's the captain of both Bayern Munich and Germany. Even when Guardiola puts him in midfield, he's still a great defender covering the flanks!"

"Look at this flawless tackle! Not only was the tackle quick and the recovery fast, but the timing was also crucial!"

"The ball has been cleared out of bounds!"

On the field, Qin Ming clicked his tongue in regret. There wasn't enough time to chip the ball over him. Otherwise, if he could have gotten past Lahm, he could have made a long run into Bayern's penalty area.

This was also a bold shovel.

All I can say is that Ram's skill level is still high, and judging from what Ram just said, he was moving to the wing to specifically defend against me.
He was right.

After witnessing how difficult Wolfsburg's two stars were to defend, Guardiola assigned Xabi Alonso and Lahm to specific defensive roles.

If the two players can be contained, the rest of the Wolfsburg players will lack a leader, allowing Bayern to launch a full-scale attack.

"Then I'll have to hold the ball more."

Whenever Qin Ming encounters this situation, he chooses to hold the ball to attract the defenders, seeking continuous breakthrough opportunities while giving De Bruyne space to stretch the defense.

"Louis!"

He waved to Gustavo, signaling him to get ready for the dirty work.

“Ricardo, you need to move back too. We need to protect Qin,” Gustavo said, shaking his afro.

"Received!" Rodriguez nodded with a smile, showing no concern about reducing his attack frequency.

More than personal glory, he wanted a team and a championship.

Otherwise, if Bayern Munich had wanted to sign him in the winter transfer window and offered him very generous terms, he wouldn't have refused.

Qin Ming saw the two bodyguards behind him and grinned, revealing their snow-white, menacing teeth.

My performance is about to begin.

He was not intimidated by the fact that his opponent was Bayern Munich; on the contrary, he felt an indescribable excitement.

This is the first truly competitive active club he has encountered in his career.

Previously, Tottenham, Inter Milan, Dortmund, and others either declined or lacked strength.

But before he could even get the ball, Bayern launched a counterattack.

Rafinha made a long diagonal pass from the backfield, finding Müller on the right side of midfield. Despite being pressured by Gustavo, Müller managed to win the first ball.

Snap! The ball was headed to Schweinsteiger, who was receiving it. Since being converted from a winger to a midfielder by Van Gaal, he has gradually transformed and reached the peak of his career.

Lacking speed and explosiveness, his footwork was also somewhat monotonous.

But he is very suitable to be the team's central axis.

Needless to say, his ball control and passing are excellent; his outstanding awareness allows him to act as a metronome, and his diligent personality makes him a solid defensive force.

"Schweinsteiger backheeled the ball!"

"Lewandowski retreated in perfect unison, and the Wolfsburg players launched a coordinated attack!"

"wrong!"

After receiving the ball, Lewandowski did not turn around, but waited in place for a moment to attract the attention of the defenders.

Then, gun emplacements were set up for Schweinsteiger.

Bang! A powerful shot from the late run-up sent the ball flying like a black shadow as it hurtled towards the goal.

clang--

The ball passed through Benaglio's hands, hit the crossbar, and bounced back into the penalty area.

Bayern fans at the stadium were so angry they wanted to tear the goal apart, while Wolfsburg fans were thinking of painting the goal with oil after the match.

fortunately!

Qin Ming, watching from a distance, also breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed the advantageous location had come into play.

What about the people and the timing of that day?

"Robin! Robin!" He didn't have time to think about the question and waved to Knoch who had the ball.

Seeing Lewandowski rushing in to press, Knoch had no time to adjust and immediately launched a long ball towards the wing.

"It's a bit big!"

Qin Ming sprinted after the football in the sky, and when it was about to reach the sideline, he jumped up and stretched out his right foot with all his might.

*Snap!* At that moment, his ankle transformed into a sophisticated cushioning device, dissipating all the kinetic energy of the ball the instant it touched him.

"Auf gehts!!! (Go for it!)" Wolfsburg fans cheered.

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming's adrenaline surged, and he didn't even feel the loss of his physical strength.

The next second after the ball stopped, Lahm pounced and, relying on his low center of gravity, made a direct tackle.

Snap! Qin Ming's footwork quickened, and he forcefully flicked the ball to the left, but Lahm seemed to have anticipated this, twisting his waist and sliding in with a sliding tackle.

The ball was poked out of bounds again.

"Qin! Are you sure you can do it? If not, let me give it a try!"

Rodriguez laughed when he saw it.

"You'll see in a minute." Qin Ming gestured for the other to throw the ball in, while he himself pondered how to get past Lahm.

Lahm is known for his excellent anticipation and positioning. He can neutralize opponents' attacks through precise positioning and interceptions, and rarely makes defensive mistakes due to rash actions.

Then I should use this to create a misconception in his thinking.

In short: By reverse-engineering Ram's defensive logic, an opportunity can be found to break free.

Because Bayern's attacking line was tightly marked, the ball was thrown to Gustavo, and Wolfsburg passed it around a few times in their own half before it reached De Bruyne's feet.

"Bayern's pressing in the attacking third is also very intense!"

"Especially with a six-man midfield setup, their numerical advantage allows them to dominate space and force Wolfsburg to pass the ball down the flanks!"

"It's very similar to Wolfsburg's tactics!"

"De Bruyne passes to Qin Ming, and Lahm charges in again!"

On the court, Qin Ming stopped pursuing speed and slowed down.

He touched the ball repeatedly with both feet, luring Lahm to try and steal it.

Ram was not ambiguous about this either. He had enough explosive power, and as long as he didn't fall behind, he could catch up even if someone passed him.

However, Qin Ming did not take the opportunity to move forward, but instead flicked the ball behind him.

"Great opportunity!" Ram didn't know Qin Ming's thoughts, but turning his back to the defender was a very foolish move.

This way, you can't see the defenders' movements.

But he realized something was wrong as soon as he took a step forward. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qin Ming casually pulled the ball with his right foot, then turned around without even looking at it.

He guessed what Ram was up to!
*Thud!* The football passed between Lahm's legs, and Qin Ming's biggest constraint was broken at that moment.

"Auf gehts!!!"

The Volkswagen Stadium erupted in even louder cheers as their genius nutmegged the Bayern captain.

What is this concept? !

They were so excited they couldn't contain themselves, their eyes fixed on that graceful figure.

Guardiola's brow furrowed so deeply it could trap a fly.

Standing on the sidelines, he could see more clearly that Bayern's defensive focus had shifted, creating a lot of space on the left.

Will Qin Ming be able to see this?
Guardiola knew the answer in the next second.

"Qin!"

De Bruyne sprinted alongside Qin Ming, gesturing for Qin Ming to pass the ball to the right.

Dribble, adjust, pass!
Qin Ming knew that his vision was not broad enough.

But he has unusual eyes and an intelligent external brain.

*Thwack!* Qin Ming struck the ball with the instep, making it much faster than a chip, but controlling the ball was more difficult.

Persic, who happens to enjoy playing beach volleyball, is very good at stopping the ball.

He judged the ball's trajectory, raised his right leg, stopped the ball with his thigh, and then slid forward, instantly reaching Bayern's penalty area.

Neuer made a textbook-perfect near-post block.

"Bass!" Persic hadn't even considered shooting. Bayern's defensive focus shifted left and right, causing chaos in their defense.

Dost then surged forward from the back row, unmarked.

Snap! Perisic passed the ball across, Boateng made a risky sliding tackle but missed, so the rest was simple.

Dost unleashed a powerful shot from three meters out, blasting the white net open!
2-1! ! !

reverse!

"Torrrrrrrr!!!——"

The German word shouted by the commentator at the scene, just like the English word "Goal," means "Goal is in."

The long, drawn-out boom echoed throughout the stadium, igniting a frenzied roar from the Wolfsburg fans. At that moment, excitement surged through their bodies like an electric current, every cell throbbing wildly.

"VFL!!!"

"VFL!!!"

"VFL!!!"

The thunderous sound drilled into Qin Ming's ears, causing a slight stinging sensation in his eardrums, but he thoroughly enjoyed the feeling.

"We've come back from behind to beat Bayern Munich!"

He shouted in De Bruyne's ear.

"That turn and pull-back was really cool, you fooled Philippe!" De Bruyne couldn't stop thinking about Qin Ming's dribbling skills.

"Easy!"

Qin Ming laughed heartily and dragged De Bruyne towards his teammates celebrating at the corner flag.

"Ivan, how was my pass? Was it at Kevin's level of eight?"

Qin Ming put his arm around Persic's neck and said.

"Eight points? I almost missed it. If it were Kevin, I could have stopped it easily."

Perisic curled his lips.

"Qin! I feel like I can do a hat trick today!"

Before Qin Ming could even start arguing with Perisic, Dost gave him a bear hug.

"You didn't catch Nicholas's infection, did you?"

Rodriguez took two steps back.

A hat-trick against Bayern Munich? That idea was too far-fetched; he didn't even dare to think about it.

"Good! That's the spirit we need! Stand tall and proud in Bath!"

Qin Ming patted Doster's waist hard.

It's about encouraging education.

Perhaps Dost will unleash his full potential and lead them to victory over Bayern.

In the distance, watching the Wolfsburg players celebrate wildly, the Bayern players felt a mix of emotions.

We seem to be the Bundesliga giants, don't we?
How could they be outplayed like this? Could it be due to injuries? But judging from their strength on paper, they should still have the advantage.

And then there's Lahm, the captain of both Bayern Munich and Germany, who has always been the most reliable player.

Today, however, I was tricked by a minor who put me in his crotch.

"Philip"

Schweinsteiger tried to offer some words of comfort, but was interrupted before he could finish.

"That was my problem."

Lahm admitted his mistake, saying, "After the score was tied, I got a little anxious and made two tackles on him, which made me subconsciously underestimate him."

"It's okay, it's just one goal short. There's still plenty of time in the first half, we'll definitely be able to equalize."

Müller is an optimist.

On the sidelines, Guardiola's trousers, which he had just reinforced, showed signs of tearing again.

He paced back and forth angrily, and only after calming down did he call Lahm over. "Don't let him tie down our defense. When defending, make sure no one is left unmarked. Also, we're too passive right now. We must establish an advantage in the attacking third! Otherwise, we definitely won't win in the end!"

Guardiola kept muttering to himself and gesturing wildly with his hands, as if he wanted this to be a game where he could control the players with a controller.

"Yes, boss! I'll keep him in check!"

Ram made a guarantee.

the other side.

Are we really that strong?

Thorn Lockhoff looked blankly at his team, unable to believe it was their team.

"We beat Tottenham, Inter Milan, Napoli and Fiorentina in the Europa League, our win rate in the Bundesliga is the same as Bayern Munich's, and we have the top scorer in the Europa League and the top assist provider in Europe. How can we not be strong?"

Dieter Black Gold laughed until wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes.

Even though he said that, he was still shocked inside.

In particular, Qin Ming gave him the feeling that he became stronger when facing stronger opponents.

Could this kid be a big-game player, whose skill level rises with his adrenaline? Take this elegant groin pass for example.

Who wouldn't be confused after seeing this?
The match started shortly afterward, and Bayern's form seemed off ever since they fell behind.

"It's probably because they just finished the match against Barcelona, ​​and their physical condition hasn't fully recovered yet. No, there's simply not enough time!"

"After the initial excitement of the game, the players will eventually fall into a state of fatigue!"

He Wei, the commentator, analyzed the situation.

While the game was at a stalemate, he reviewed the goal he had just scored.

"Qin Ming guessed Ram's mindset correctly. If I had to describe it in one word, would it be 'advanced awareness'?"

"Look at these few touches; they demonstrate his control over the ball and his infectious footwork!"

All of these factors made Ramu a mere background figure!

“I never would have imagined this before, after all, this is Philip Rahm!”

He Wei became more and more excited as he spoke.

He believes that if Wolfsburg can maintain its current form, then beating Bayern Munich is not a dream.

It's a perfectly reasonable thing to do.

What does this mean?
This marks the most important step Wolfsburg has taken on their journey to win the championship.

(End of this chapter)