Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 148 The King of Wolfsburg! A Decisive Strike! The Curtain Falls!
"In the 76th minute of the match, Qin Ming unleashed a curling shot from the left side of the penalty area, almost breaking through Bayern's goal again!"

"It feels like the entire Bayern team's form has seriously declined!"

"Especially Schweinsteiger and Xabi Alonso, their movements were a bit off!"

"This is probably due to insufficient physical strength!"

"This reminds me of the Bayern Munich vs. Barcelona match, where the two teams battled until the 75th minute before Bayern's performance plummeted!"

He Wei got more and more excited as he spoke.

He was watching the game from a god-like perspective and could clearly sense that Wolfsburg was gradually gaining the upper hand.

Bayern Munich became the passive party.

On the pitch, De Bruyne kept a close eye on Bayern's formation and noticed that even in this situation, Bayern's positioning remained orderly.

Is this the execution capability of top-tier luxury clubs?

Suddenly, he saw Qin Ming start on the sideline and, without hesitation, immediately raised his foot and passed the ball diagonally.

The pass was made with a lot of lead time, just to allow Qin Ming to get moving.

Swish, swish, swish! The cleats dug deep into the grass, providing a powerful force that propelled Qin Ming forward.

To his surprise, Ram didn't keep up.

"Hiss!" Ram felt a sharp pain in his right ankle, gritted his teeth, and forced himself to continue chasing.

In fact, he has suffered too many injuries this season.

For example, in November of last year, he was injured during routine training, resulting in a fracture of the upper part of his right ankle.

This injury kept him out of the game for three months.

So far this season, he has only made 17 appearances for Bayern Munich, so his form has not been good to begin with.

In order to keep up with Qin Ming's pace today, he turned back, sprinted, and exploded, which made his already injured right ankle even worse.

"Push him to the limit!"

Ram roared at Benatia.

Benatia didn't hesitate upon hearing this, blocking the inside line and exposing the outside line.

There's no one in the middle!

Qin Ming originally wanted to try cutting inside, but after seeing Boateng, he decided to go to the byline instead.

Bang! Then he took a close-range shot with his left foot, but the angle was too small, and unless Neuer had a butterfinger's touch, it was impossible for him to score.

really.

As he expected, Neuer pushed the ball out of bounds.

"Let's take a tactical corner kick!"

Qin Ming was immediately stared at by several pairs of eyes as soon as he finished speaking, it seems that Bayern Munich also knows about his classic performance.

steal!
"Don't look at me! I'm not going to grab the points, I'm going to go to the outer perimeter!"

Qin Ming smiled at Boateng and voluntarily withdrew from the penalty area.

But just as the Bayern players were in position, De Bruy passed the ball in a low ball, and Qin Ming moved to the wing to receive it.

The cross was only delivered at this point!

Dost battled Boateng for 80 minutes but failed to win a single header.

This time, however, he surprisingly outperformed Boateng.

Bang! The soccer ball slammed into his bald head, bouncing and whistling as it flew towards the goal.

In a flash, Neuer displayed exceptional goal-line skills, leaping out to block the ball.

It's not over yet!

Perisic, despite being outmatched by Rafinha, managed a sliding shot!

However, Neuer got up after landing and made a second save, catching the ball under his body.

"Du Musst Kampen! (You must fight!)" Bayern fans roared from the away stands.

Their agents aren't in good form; they need to prepare for the Champions League semi-final.

But they also have the world's best goalkeeper.

When they want to defend, no one can easily break through their goal.

The camera focused on Neuer, who was getting up and raising his arms, as well as Dost and Persic, who looked bewildered; both of their shots were of very high quality.

If it were any other goalkeeper, they would have conceded two goals by now.

Neuer made a series of saves.

Where does this make sense?

Are we really going to be held to a draw by Bayern Munich, handing our fate over to someone else and leaving ourselves with a lifetime of regret?
"One man can hold the pass against ten thousand!"

"Neuer truly lives up to his reputation as Bayern's guardian angel, making one brilliant save after another thwart Wolfsburg's attack!"

"I think he's almost given the Wolfsburg players a psychological trauma from all the tackles he's made!"

He Wei said helplessly.

As an attacking player, facing a goalkeeper like Neuer can be truly disorienting.

Courtside.

Guardiola had changed his trousers and was fidgeting on the bench, hoping time would pass quickly.

When has he ever done this before?

But the pressure of competing on three fronts was too great. Barcelona was like a sword hanging over his head, and Wolfsburg was still chasing closely behind.

He seemed to have rediscovered the feeling he had when he first became head coach.

"Manuel is the best goalkeeper on the planet! We will definitely bring a draw back to Munich!"

The assistant coach offered words of comfort.

Guardiola seemed relieved after hearing this, as Neuer was indeed in good form today.

It's undeniable that a good goalkeeper is worth half a team.

the other side.

Dietrich paced back and forth, nervously watching his players.

On the pitch, Bayern did not attack easily, but controlled the ball in midfield. They were no longer hoping for a victory; they would be satisfied with a draw.

As Qin Ming actively pressed the ball, he glanced up at the scoreboard.

Time: 84:52!

Score 3-3!

Time is running out for Wolfsburg. If this match ends in a draw, the two teams will remain tied.

In the final two rounds of the Bundesliga, Bayern Munich will face Freiburg and Mainz, the former being a relegation-threatened team and the latter a mid-to-lower table team.

Wolfsburg's opponents are Dortmund and Cologne.

Now, Dortmund has rebounded from its lowest point and is now in eighth place, up from second to last.

Fortunately, Cologne is also a mid-to-lower-tier team.

From this perspective, it's more difficult for Wolfsburg to win all the matches than for Bayern Munich. If this match ends in a draw, their hopes of winning the title will be very slim.

We must win!

Taking advantage of the time it took for his team to make a substitution, Qin Ming tapped the ground with the toe of his right foot, making sure his shoe was in close contact with the top of his foot.

"Dieter Hecking replaces Maranda with Guilavogui, and Vieirinha replaces Tresch!"

"The main concern is guarding against Ribery coming off the bench!"

"There's been no change in their attack; it looks like Wolfsburg is going all out!"

"Huh! Why is it suddenly raining on the field? The weather forecast said it would be sunny!"

He Wei looked at the silver threads dripping from the sky and asked in confusion.

"Weather forecasts are the most inaccurate thing, but the pitch will be slippery when it rains, which will affect passing and control."

Liu Jiayuan was overjoyed.

This gives Wolfsburg another advantage, and they might be able to turn the tide.

The game resumed.

Bayern Munich wanted to run out of time by controlling possession, with the ball being passed back and forth between their feet.

Götze received a pass from Xabi Alonso on the wing.

Bang! Qin Ming, who had chased back to midfield, suddenly rammed into the 2011 Golden Boy and the 2014 World Cup winner, causing him to stagger uncontrollably.

Since joining Bayern Munich, Götze seems to have lost his magic and is no longer the golden boy he once was.

His agent even publicly criticized Guardiola for this.

Mario Götze, whom German fans consider comparable to Franz Beckenbauer in 1966, made a mistake in this collision.

"Chance!"

Rodriguez seized the opportunity and stepped forward to regain possession of the ball.

"Ricardo!"

After colliding with Götze, Qin Ming turned around and moved to the right front to receive the ball.

Snap! Rodriguez passed the ball without hesitation, with absolute trust in the player.

"Für Wolfsburg, Alles Geben!" Wolfsburg fans stood up with high hopes, raising their hands to cheer on the players on the field.

Qin Ming received the ball and surged forward.

The cheers of 30,000 fans in the stands mingled with the sound of rain in the background.

He wasn't hearing clearly because his attention was focused on Ram and Thiago ahead.

He took in all of their movements.

Ram endured the pain in his ankle and stepped forward, trying to delay Qin Ming's advance so that his teammates could come to help defend.

*Snap!* Qin Ming had already sensed something was wrong with Ram and, without any fancy moves, directly changed direction and charged forward.

I can't keep up!
Ram's explosive power was far less than before, and he was quickly put at a distance.

But he has already delayed enough time.

Thiago frantically chased back, spotted the rolling ball, and stretched out his foot!
However, Qin Ming seemed to have anticipated this, his body paused slightly, and he gently pushed off with his right foot.

Both the ball and the player passed Thiago by.

"He dribbled past two people in a row!"

"Qin Ming, continue to accelerate the pace!"

"Wolfsburg! Wolfsburg has a chance to kill the game!"

Everyone in the stadium instinctively held their breath, leaving only the sound of rain falling on the field.

On the pitch, Wolfsburg's rain soaked through his green and white jersey, and Qin Ming became the center of attention at the Volkswagen Stadium.

He glanced at Bayern Munich's heavily fortified penalty area, and Boateng, who was like a goalkeeper.

They couldn't break through.

Then shoot!

After slightly adjusting his pace, he swung his left arm and raised his right leg high!
A surge of power slammed down down his right leg.

Bang! The moment the instep made contact with the football, a loud bang mixed with the sound of rain rang out.

The football then deformed violently, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, scattering the falling raindrops.

With overwhelming force, it crashed into the goal.

After stretching his body, Qin Ming immediately looked up.

Can we get in?

His vision was very blurry due to the dense rain, but he could see Neuer diving to the side, his movements and posture were perfect.

Thud! Neuer's right hand touched the ball, but before he could even push it away, he was already off balance.

Neuer felt a sliding sensation in his palm.

The football grazed his fingertips, causing a large section of the white net behind him to bulge out.

4-3! ! !

"A game-winning goal has been scored!"

"The match is in its 92th minute!"

"Qin Ming unleashed an unstoppable long-range shot, like lightning streaking across the night sky, piercing through Neuer's goal!"

"He seized the opportunity and killed the game!"

"Look, the entire Volkswagen Stadium is cheering for him!"

He Wei slammed his fist on the table in admiration, his voice gradually becoming hoarse.

He will never forget such a decisive blow; it will be etched deep in his memory, and he will still feel his blood boil whenever he thinks about it in the future.

On the field, Qin Ming ran to the stands below the home stadium. He simply raised his head slightly, letting the rainwater flow down his jawline and form a silvery stream.

At this moment, he was incredibly excited, having trampled the Bundesliga giants under his feet and turned their 11 players' efforts into the fruits of victory.

He felt like he was ruling the world!

This feeling made his heart pound like a drum, and his body felt as if an electric current was coursing through it.

“Qin!!!”

Wolfsburg fans were chanting his name hysterically when someone suddenly said something.

"King!!!"

“The king of wolfsburg!!!”

Wolfsburg fans looked at the young men in the stands as if they were seeing their king.

Throughout football history, many teams have had similar figures: Eric Cantona, the king of Manchester United; Kenny Dalglish, the king of Liverpool; and Henry, the king of Highbury.
They were all once-famous superstars, and will forever be remembered by fans.

Today, Wolfsburg fans also presented their genius with a crown of kings.

Soon, a human pyramid was formed in the stands as Wolfsburg players rushed over, expressing their excitement with roars.

"We're going to win!"

"Bayern Munich shouldn't even think about taking a victory from our home ground!"

"Bundesliga champions! Here we come!"

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Qin Ming was pinned at the bottom and struggling to breathe, which terrified Dieter Black Gold. He quickly stopped the substitute players who wanted to push him up and told them to pull the person on top down.

"Qin! I absolutely love you!"

After being pushed aside, the bald Dutchman eagerly pounced on Qin Ming again, lifting him into the air.

"victory!"

Perisic couldn't help but circle around Qin Ming.

"Qin, well done!" De Bruyne gave a thumbs up.

"Ha ha!"

Qin Ming felt extremely happy listening to his teammates' praise and seeing their joy.

Isn't this the kind of moment we're all about?

Meanwhile, a group of people lay sprawled in Bayern's penalty area, with Neuer, his face drenched in rain, still replaying the shot in his mind.

If it hadn't rained, would he have been able to rush out?

do not know.

No one can give an answer to this kind of question.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Neuer suddenly got up and pounded the grass with his fists.

He couldn't accept losing to Wolfsburg like that.

“Manuel, it’s not your fault.”

Lahm patted Neuer on the shoulder and helped his teammates up. "The game isn't over yet, we haven't lost."

The once diminutive giant remains remarkably resilient.

But the Bayern players didn't seem to react much when they heard it.

Because they knew they had reached their limit and wouldn't have the energy to attack again if the game started, they let frustration fill their hearts.

Guardiola's trousers were ripped again on the sidelines, and he sat there looking utterly dejected.

It's quite possible that this season will end with nothing to show for it.

Then what's the point of him continuing? He should just get fired sooner, collect his severance pay, and run off to the Premier League!
As for the loss in this match, he had actually figured it out.

Bayern Munich simply doesn't have the right timing, location, or support.

There's nothing to complain about; this is the world of football—cruel and realistic.

On the other side, Dieter Hecking was still warning his teammates not to keep pinning Qin Ming down, as this kind of celebration was dangerous.

You can get injured if you're not careful.

"Boss, forget about that for now. We still have substitution slots. Let's stall for time!"

Thorn-Lockhoff looked at the scoreboard; the time had reached the 94th minute.

The referee added four minutes of stoppage time.

If you take away the time they spend celebrating, it's at most only 2 minutes left.

If they can drag the game out until the end, they can get three points and reverse Bayern to take the top spot.

"Ein Schlo, Ein Werk, Das Arbeit gibt!"

"Und einen See, Den jeder liebt!"

"Das schnste doch ist unser VfL!"

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Wolfsburg fans stood up, put their arms around the shoulders of those around them, and sang the team song.

A castle, a factory, providing employment opportunities!

There's also a lake that everyone loves!

But the best thing is our VfL Wolfsburg football club!
The match restarted amidst the singing. Bayern kicked off, attempting to attack, but Wolfsburg's overwhelmingly strong defense prevented them from even getting past midfield.

Thump! Ribery was knocked down as soon as he received the ball, and Vieirinha clenched his fist and roared in anger.

He came up here to commit a foul!

Before Bayern took the free kick, Dietrich made a substitution, replacing Dost with Arnold.

While delaying the game, they disrupted Bayern's rhythm.

A very skillful handling.

Bayern's free kicks posed no threat; they were headed away by Naldo as soon as they reached the attacking third. As for Lewandowski, his legs had started to give way a dozen minutes earlier.

finally.

Beep-beep-beep!
The final whistle blew, and Wolfsburg won the crucial match!

(End of this chapter)