Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 179: A Dressing Room Comedy! The Champions League Battle Ignites! A Stunning Four-Man Dribble!

After the match against Stoke City, Qin Ming and his teammates gathered in the locker room to talk about their Champions League group stage match five days later, against Malmö.

Malmö, along with IFK Göteborg and AIK Solna, are known as the three strongest football teams in Sweden.

Malmö also made an appearance in the 1979 UEFA Champions League final.

Back then, with half of their key players absent, they lost 0-1 to Nottingham Forest, thus establishing Forest's red dynasty.

"By the way, did you know that Zlatan came from the Malmö youth academy?"

Giroud said.

“Zlatan! He’s in Paris now, in the same group as us.”

Qin Ming recently learned about several of his opponents in the same group.

Paris Saint-Germain, as expected of a French Ligue 1 powerhouse, boasts a very strong financial backing and features renowned stars such as Ibrahimovic, Thiago Silva, David Luiz, Di Maria, and Matuidi.

Despite spending heavily in recent years, Paris Saint-Germain has not achieved much in the Champions League, failing to reach the quarterfinals for several consecutive years.

It's still better than Arsenal finishing in the round of 16 every year.

"They all say Zlatan is a really good fighter, have any of you seen him fight?"

Cazorla was very curious.

"No, most of the guys who fought with him back then have retired now, right?"

Qin Ming recalled Ibrahimovic's classic moment, leaping up and kicking Materazzi to get revenge, sending the Italian straight to the hospital.

"When I was 17, Arsenal offered me a trial, but I resolutely turned it down to Wenger because Zlatan never accepted trials!"

Suddenly, Monreal put his hands on his hips, struck a haughty pose, and said...

Just as Qin Ming was about to burst into laughter, he saw the professor's indifferent face behind Monreal.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

He felt like he had been caught talking badly about his teacher back in school.

“Nacho, you didn’t even try out back then. After we assessed you, we made an offer to Malaga directly.”

Wenger's soft voice drifted out quietly.

This startled Monreal so much that he almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Mr. Wenger."

Monreal awkwardly dug his toes into the ground, wishing he could dig a three-bedroom apartment out of them, and looked down at his teammates with a resentful gaze.

Why didn't anyone remind him?

"It's okay. Actually, it's true. I did want to sign him, but you all know how it turned out."

Wenger recalled the conversation between the two.

"I don't want a trial."

"What do you mean?"

"I never try out. Either you want me or you don't. Otherwise, what am I doing here?"

"No, but you must come for a trial."

"No, no, you still don't understand, I never try out."

Wenger still remembers that he gave Ibrahimovic the number 9 jersey.

But now that I think about it, not signing Ibrahimovic might not have been a bad thing, after all, the Swede's personality is too flamboyant.

If he really comes to Arsenal, he might become the next Anelka.

"Alright, let's skip that topic and talk about the match."

Wenger clapped his hands to get the players' attention and began to talk about the problems that occurred in the game, and how to make timely adjustments if they were to encounter them again in the future.

Five days later.

As one of the largest immigrant cities in Europe, you can see people from various countries such as Yugoslavia, Iraq, Denmark, and Poland, which has also produced many outstanding players.

The most famous of them is Ibrahimovic.

Qin Ming and his teammates chartered a plane from London to Copenhagen, and then took a bus across the Øresund Bridge to Malmö.

Overall, it's pretty fast.

"Thank goodness for this cross-sea bridge, otherwise we would have had to transfer flights." Qin Ming yawned and looked out the window.

Although the journey wasn't particularly tiring, they still had a league match in two days.

If the opponent were not Watford, but a strong team like Manchester United or Manchester City, Qin Ming estimates that the professor would have given up on this match.

However, since the schedule is manageable, we should try to get points against weaker teams to avoid losing to PSG and then being upset by Shakhtar Donetsk, which would be a situation where we would have to do math to qualify.

The Malmö football stadium was packed with fans on match day.

Some of them were Malmö fans, while the other part were neutral spectators who came because of the reputation of the club.

Whether it's Arsenal, a strong team in the Premier League, or a £90 million man, these are things they rarely encounter in Sweden, a country they would normally be in.

In the players' tunnel.

Qin Ming looked around in his away jersey. This was his first Champions League match in his professional career. Although the opponent was not one of the strong teams, it was still a memorable one for him.

Next door, Malmö midfielder Lapki also happens to be 17 years old this year.

He was considered a prodigy in Sweden, having been promoted to the first team at a young age.

But the world of football is just that unreasonable.

Qin Ming, who had just turned 18 not long ago and was still looking around, was already a Bundesliga champion and a Europa League champion, and had broken the Europa League all-time goal record and the football all-time transfer fee record.

The light behind it was so dazzling that it was hard to look directly at it.

Lapki was both envious and admiring, because as a player himself, he knew how much effort was required to achieve such results.

Even though Qin Ming is very talented.

"I'm coming!"

Hearing the rousing melody coming from outside, Qin Ming knew what was coming down.

"Cesontles meilleures équipes!"

"siesinddieallerbestenmannschaten!"

"themainevent!"

“diemeister!”

“diebesten!”

They are the best team!

They are the ultimate team!

The most important event!
A victorious army!

A kingly army!
Although Qin Ming also likes puns in China, he still couldn't help but get goosebumps when he actually heard the lyrics and accompaniment.

Champions League!

It's the ultimate goal for many professional players, representing the pinnacle of club competition!
It is not only the most watched event, but also the most prestigious, thus representing people's dreams, money, fame, and so on.

"Qin! When I played in the Champions League for the first time, I was very nervous. It's completely different from playing in the league. You need to adjust your mindset."

Giroud reminded him.

“Olivier, I think you might be overthinking it. Do you remember who the all-time top scorer in the Europa League is?”

Cazorla teased from the side.

In his view, some players are born with the Champions League gene, and they are simply in better form in cup competitions.

Qin Ming fits the bill perfectly.

"I am quite nervous, but when I'm nervous, I tend to get too excited."

Qin Ming rubbed his hands together, eager to get started.

As my first Champions League appearance in my professional career, I naturally wanted a perfect result, and scoring a goal would be the best outcome.

"Pass me the ball more often when you get the chance!"

Qin Ming winked at his teammates, "I'll pay for our meal at the most expensive restaurant later!"

Upon hearing this, the Arsenal players all smiled and nodded.

In fact, Qin Ming's playing style is also a bit individualistic.

But he won't be disliked like Sanchez.

The main reason is that he has the ability to translate this style into goals, and he doesn't hesitate to pass the ball when he should.

Another reason is his personality; he's always laughing and joking, and there's no distance between him and his teammates.

In addition, he is young, so naturally he is not disliked.

soon.

The players from both sides walked out of the tunnel to the sound of the Champions League theme song.

The match started on time.

Arsenal were very proactive despite playing away from home, controlling possession and probing Malmö.

Once it was determined that their strength was average and pressing them was not effective, the pace of the attack was decisively accelerated.

The 13th minute of the game.

Qin Ming watched as Cazorla repeatedly evaded multiple defenders, and inwardly marveled at how good his third brother's left and right feet were.

At the same time, they also remember to move quickly to provide support.

After several months of getting to know each other, the two, though not as in sync as Tintin, were now able to understand each other perfectly.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Cazorla forcefully passed the ball with his left foot.

Qin Ming could almost sense the space between Lapki's legs as he lunged at him from behind.

No touch!

He let the ball slip between his legs and then passed it through Lapkey's legs.

Wow! Malmö Stadium erupted in cheers, and neutral spectators joined in singing the popular Qin Ming song, following the rhythm of the Arsenal fans.

"It feels much easier than the Premier League!" Qin Ming sprinted with the ball, then suddenly cut inside, shaking off the Malmö full-back.

Bang! He burst into the penalty area and unleashed a left-footed shot, startling Vilan in front of the goal.

clang!
But the crisp sound that followed finally put his mind at ease.

The goalpost saved my life!

Malmö fans also breathed a sigh of relief.

Before playing Arsenal today, they still had high hopes, after all, they were one of the top teams in the Swedish league.

But Cazorla and Qin Ming had just broken through their side lanes.

The two teams are several levels apart, so a miracle seems unlikely.

However, to their surprise, the bus their team had parked seemed quite sturdy.

Arsenal dominated for over twenty minutes but couldn't break through their defense; they might actually be able to secure a draw.

When Ramsey saw the densely packed penalty area, he inexplicably thought of that training match.

He simply passed the ball to Qin Ming.

The goal came naturally.

"Aron!" Qin Ming's voice was resolute, making people subconsciously obey.

Ramsey passed the ball over.

Qin Ming received the ball on the left edge of the penalty area, and two burly men rushed up behind him instantly.

Even if they manage to break through these two, there are still three or four more to go, and it seems like they have no chance at all.

The more than 20,000 fans at the scene shared the same opinion.

But the red and white hem of her dress fluttered in the wind blowing from the Øresund Strait.

People are dancing too!
He pulled the ball back sharply with his right foot, sending a chill down Lapki's spine.

Instead of passing the ball back, he's walking into the penalty area. Is he crazy?

"Chance!"

Qin Ming, who was just trying out the move, used his explosive power to force a turn, but when he saw that Malmö's number 4 player was slow to cover, his idea of ​​creating a corner kick disappeared.

Snipe the ball half a second in advance to avoid a steal!

It's not over yet!

Bengtsson made a fierce tackle against a product of Malmö's youth academy.

Fried meatballs!

He managed to break free at the last second and dribbled the ball into the penalty area.

Before the fans could even gasp, they saw red and white figures darting about, with the number 10 flashing in the crowd behind them.

Arsène Wenger and Pat Rice, sitting on the coaching bench, even peeked out.

"The near post is blocked!"

Qin Ming calmly scanned the area in front of the goal, knowing that a shot was not an option.

Then pass the ball.

When Vilan saw Qin Ming's foot change and it seemed he was about to shoot, he spread his legs to increase the blocking area.

*Smack!* But the chilly feeling in his crotch told him he had been seen through.

Giroud was still staring wide-eyed at Qin Ming's brilliant performance in front of the door.

Suddenly, a ball appeared in front of me!
If he could spit out this kind of cake, he wouldn't be the Ligue 1 Golden Boot winner!

Bang! Giroud thought his grandmother could have kicked the ball into the goal, but he sent it into the net in a strange way.

The referee pointed to the center circle, indicating that the goal was valid.

0-1! ! !

Wow! The Malmö stadium erupted in cheers, with even the home team's fans standing up to applaud.

Even if we lose the game in the end, it's still nice to see a scene like this.

It's worth it!

At the corner flag, Giroud and Qin Ming both punched the air, missing their targets as they celebrated taking the lead.

"We're really strong!"

Giroud felt that having such teammates was a reward from God for his hard work.

So happy!

Qin Ming dribbled past all the defenders and delivered the ball to them.

With no one marking him, not even a goalkeeper, he only needed a gentle push to score a goal.

Where in the world can you find such a thing?

Cazorla, standing next to him, curled her lip, thinking to herself: Qin is strong, but you are really something!
"If Win had scored that goal, it would have been a much prettier one!"

Ramsey also joined in the criticism.

He wanted to score like that too.

"This is the result of my talent and hard work!"

Qin Ming stood with his hands on his hips, looking very proud.

“I heard that Qin used to say this a lot when he was in Wolfsburg.”

Giroud covered his mouth and muttered to himself.

"Haha!" The Arsenal players laughed, but they agreed wholeheartedly.

The same goes for Sanchez.

He's come to terms with things over this period. If Qin Ming only had talent, he wouldn't be so easily convinced.

But Qin Ming is more talented than him, and he works even harder.

That's truly admirable.

Moreover, Sanchez only recently realized his own misconceptions.

He used to view football as a means of making a living, believing that if he couldn't climb to the top, he would be eliminated.

Because his childhood had a profound impact on him.

But now he suddenly realized that he was already financially independent and could enjoy the joy of football without having such a strong sense of ambition.

The camera pans to the coaching bench.

Wenger and Pat Rice celebrated with a high-five, showing more interest in Qin Ming's performance than in scoring the goal and taking the lead.

too exaggerated.

I feel like I've improved significantly since Wolfsburg.

"The period from 16 to 24 years old is when players improve the fastest; unexpected changes can happen in just one or two months."

Wenger recalled a sentence he had written in an article.

The game has restarted, and Malmö, who are trailing, are in a daze and seem to be in a state of confusion.

"It seems that Qin Ming's consecutive breakthroughs and assists have been a huge blow to Malmö's players!"

"Arsenal controlled the tempo of the game!"

"Arsenal will continue to attack down the left flank, allowing Qin Ming to showcase his individual abilities as much as possible, and let's see how Monreal makes his forward runs to support them!"

in the lens.

Qin Ming and Monreal repeatedly crashed into the wall, disrupting Malmö's flank defense.

Seeing Qin Ming suddenly change direction, Monreal knew the time was right and decisively flicked the ball with his heel.

*Thud!* Cazorla, without stopping the ball, passed it across with his left foot, which landed perfectly in front of Qin Ming.

The Malmö players, already in disarray, were unable to arrive immediately.

Upon seeing this, Qin Ming did not hesitate. He took two steps and launched a long-range shot from outside the box.

boom!
The football seemed to transform into a cannonball, whistling as it hurtled towards the right side of the goal.

When Vilan, who was standing in front of the door, realized what was happening, he only bumped into a ball of air and then fell to the ground helplessly.

0-2! ! !

"Come on!" Qin Ming was very excited after scoring the goal. He ran for more than ten meters, slid on his knees, and at the end, he jumped up in a cool way to salute the Arsenal fans.

The first Champions League goal has finally arrived.

Since breaking the Europa League all-time goal record, it's impossible for him not to have any ambitions for the Champions League goal record.

Now that we've taken the most important first step, the next step is to climb up step by step.

Up to the summit!

"Well done, Qin!" Teammates rushed over to offer their praise.

Courtside.

Wenger glanced at the time; it was the 43rd minute of the match.

If you're two goals ahead, you can slow down the pace and conserve your energy for the Premier League.

After all, they play Watford on the 19th, and then they have the third round of the EFL Cup on the 24th, where their opponent is Tottenham.

Two days later, there will be another league match against the in-form Leicester City.

The second Champions League group stage match is at the end of the month.

With a still tight schedule, Wenger recalled that most of the failures in previous seasons were due to injuries, so he decided to start managing fatigue early.

Therefore, in the 64th minute of the second half, he substituted Qin Ming and others.

Ultimately, Arsenal defeated Malmö 2-0 away from home.

Qin Ming contributed one assist and one goal.

(End of this chapter)