Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 186 A lightning goal returned to Leicester City! The Gunners take three points away from the King Power Stadium!
"Yeah!!!" The cheers of Arsenal fans filled the King Power Stadium. They were overjoyed to see Leicester City, who were unbeaten until now, get thrashed.

A goal before halftime established a significant advantage.

They believe they can take three points away from the King Power Stadium today.

After scoring, Sanchez ran against the scorching wind and suddenly felt that playing like this wasn't so bad.

The core isn't actually that important.

"Alexis! Remember the dance we practiced? Come on, let's show it to you, no matter how well we know it!"

Qin Ming dragged Sanchez to the corner flag area.

"Boom boom boom, boom boom boom!" He tapped out the rhythm and began to dance gracefully.

Sanchez, who hails from South America, also joined in the fun, swaying his body to enjoy the joy of scoring and celebrating.

This is real football!

Just as Chilean thigh was about to shout, he saw Qin Ming jump up and perform a difficult move by supporting himself on the ground with both hands.

Thomas the Great Spin!

Unfortunately, he hadn't mastered the technique yet. Although he was very strong, he hadn't grasped the skill and couldn't spin at all.

"How embarrassing is that?"

With that in mind, Qin Ming reduced the difficulty of the movement and rotated with his back to the ground.

She even struck a seductive pose at the end.

"Haha! Qin, you always come up with something new!"

Arsenal players burst into laughter and started playfully wrestling with Qin Ming.

King Power Stadium.

Thirty thousand fans watched the comedic scene with smiles on their faces.

What does football mean to them?
Goals, wins and losses, miracles—perhaps all of those.

But when they first came into contact with football, they should have felt joy.

A flat, open space becomes the football field, and two bricks placed together form the goal.

Everyone is running, chasing, and grabbing, or perhaps just simply running with the ball, and you can feel the fun it brings.

Then, you gradually fall in love with the sport while enjoying it.

They feel the same way now, so even when their team concedes a goal, they still applaud enthusiastically.

How was my jump just now?

Qin Ming pushed his teammates aside and said smugly.

"He's on par with Michael Jackson!" Giroud's praise was utterly shameless.

"Fuck off!"

Qin Ming is very self-aware.

He can't even do the Thomas Flair, so how could he possibly be trying to emulate Michael Jackson?

He still remembers a concert he saw as a child, where Michael Jackson leaned forward at a 45° angle. At the time, he didn't know there was a hook device, and he tried to learn it every day but could never get it right.

"Being around them really makes me feel much younger."

Wenger remarked.

"Yes! Young people are not only energetic, but also passionate about football. Only those with that kind of passion can go further."

Pat Rice reminisced about his younger self.

Back then, I considered football my lifelong love, which is why I played it for years without ever getting tired of it.

Even if there is.

And after the next goal, the next interception, he will rediscover that familiar passion.

the other side.

Ranieri also clapped softly along with the fans, feeling the same passion.

However, once you've shown respect, you need to think about how to turn the tide.

The Leicester City players on the pitch shared the same thoughts.

Even Huth didn't feel like he was being played; he was just annoyed that he hadn't pressed forward and given Qin Ming the opportunity to pass the ball.

Kant stared at Qin Ming for a long time.

His childhood was just as impoverished as Sanchez's, and he also saw football as his lifeline.

But this makes it easy to treat football as a job.

Where has the passion gone?

He suddenly became very curious about Qin Ming.

What kind of experience could make someone who has just turned 18 have such a deep love for football?

"Let's stabilize the defense and wait for halftime."

Morgan didn't offer any more words of comfort.

When the game restarted, Leicester City did not attack, but instead controlled the ball in midfield.

They were worried about conceding another counter-attack goal from Arsenal.

Beep!
"The first half has ended! The score is 1-3, with Arsenal in the lead!"

"Among them, Qin Ming provided two assists and also scored a goal!"

"Now, Qin Ming's assist count has surpassed De Bruyne's, and he is currently number one in both the Premier League's assist and scoring charts!"

"This is the true core-driven style of play!"

Zhan Jun glanced at the data table and let out a heartfelt sigh.

"The main reason is that Arsenal has now gotten used to having Qin Ming play the role of the final pass or the one who closes the game."

Zhang Lu chuckled.

Since Qin Ming came to the Premier League, he no longer feels sleepy even when watching football late at night.

It was so enjoyable to watch.
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[Gunman hunts down foxes!]
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[Leicester City played well for the first 20 minutes, but once Qin Ming broke free of Kanté's marking, Arsenal took control of the game!]
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Leicester City's signature counter-attacking style is failing to materialize!
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Qin Ming's dance celebration was so cool!
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[A dancing prodigy whose talent was wasted on football—from now on, don't call him the "Green Field Magician," change his name to "Green Field Dancer!"]
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[I have a feeling that Thomas made a mistake with his Big Spin.]
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As the number of online viewers for the Manchester City vs. Tottenham match, which kicked off at the same time, continued to decrease, all the viewers flocked to this game.

Qin Ming's dance video was edited and uploaded to video websites within just a few minutes.

In terms of sheer popularity right now, he should be number one in the Premier League.

At this moment, Qin Ming was in the away team's locker room, listening to the coach's tactical instructions.

"We played well in the first half, limiting their attack and also taking advantage of our chances to score three goals."

"But I wonder if you've noticed a problem?"

"Mathieu, are you tired?"

Wenger looked at Flamini.

"You mean Leicester City is constantly increasing their running to wear us down?"

Flamini suddenly understood.

No wonder Drinkwater, Albrighton, Okazaki, and others were running like crazy in their midfield.

In order to prevent any players from slipping through, they had no choice but to follow.

"That's right, we only have one substitute defensive midfielder, and Francis has just recovered from injury. The situation in the second half will be very difficult."

Wenger's smile faded.

It wasn't until he returned to the locker room that he realized Ranieri, that old fox, was playing a grand game.

"Then what are we going to do?"

After finishing a banana and taking a sip of his energy drink, Qin Ming mumbled a question.

"It's very simple. We started the second half with a fierce attack. They thought we were going to play a solid defense, but we were determined to continue to extend our lead."

Wenger needs to disrupt the rhythm that Ranieri has set for this match.

If Leicester City loses their rhythm, even if they manage to score again, they absolutely cannot turn the game around.

Qin Ming immediately perked up upon hearing this.

He likes to attack.

The home team's locker room next door.

Vardy was quietly drinking Red Bull; he has a peculiar habit.

That means drinking three cans of Red Bull and double espresso before the game.

His habits are similar to Cruyff's; going to the gym is a waste of time, and he relies entirely on nicotine and caffeine to maintain his fitness.

This is why he and Wilshire have a good relationship.

Both of them were heavy smokers.

"We have achieved our goal in the first half. Now we just need to drag the game out until the 65th minute, after the first round of substitutions, and then we can start a real counter-attack at a faster pace."

"When the game starts, we'll focus on the left flank. Arsenal's starting number 20 and substitute number 8 are prone to making mistakes in fast-paced matches."

"Also, when defending, the midfield line should be significantly compressed to avoid local numerical disadvantages. The two of you need to increase your coverage area to two 30-meter zones."

Ranieri embodies the quintessential Italian defensive philosophy. From the moment he arrived at Leicester City, he dedicated himself to developing the defense, investing considerable effort in the process.

But the absolute value of the reward.

Ranieri thought so, and looking at the players, he continued: "Simplify the tactics, simplify the game, that's what I want."

"And how to defend Arsenal's number 10? If this were Italy in the past, we would have used a logging tactic."

"But the rules of modern football have changed. It's still about using numerical superiority to confine him to a single area, and then launching a counter-attack with just five players."

Ranieri explained in detail.

Fifteen minutes later at the King Power Stadium.

Beep! ! !
Arsenal have possession of the ball.

Giroud kicked off and passed the ball across to Cazorla, who then passed it back to Coquelin.

Everything looks normal.

Leicester City players were just about to press forward, after all, they were already two goals down, and if Arsenal could keep possession, they would have time to recover their energy.

Although Ranieri will launch a full-scale attack after 65 minutes, he still needs to apply pressure upfront.

However, something unexpected happened to the Leicester City players.

Coquelin passed the ball to Monreal.

Spanish players' physical coordination and footwork are unmatched by English players.

Mahrez's attempt to intercept was easily bypassed.

Monreal didn't hold onto the ball either, gesturing for Qin Ming to move forward, and then delivered a long pass.

"coming!"

Qin Ming quickly ran to the landing point and, taking advantage of his height, outjumped Kanté to head the ball.

He headed the ball to Cazorla, who was there to receive it.

"Watch out! Send it back again!"

After securing the landing spot, Qin Ming kept pulling his feet inward.

When she looked up, she saw Drinkwater lunging at Cazorla from the side.

Cazorla didn't hesitate and passed the ball to an open space.

As always, Qin Ming's long legs taking one step is equivalent to Kant taking one and a half steps.

"Oh!!!" The Arsenal players in the stands seemed to have witnessed another goal.

But Qin Ming didn't continue leading because Hu Te was pushing forward.

If he is delayed by one or two seconds, Kanté can catch up and create a numerical advantage to double-team him.

Snap! A pass with a technique similar to a chip shot sent the ball curling out in an arc.

"Good post!"

Sanchez found that Qin Ming's dribbling passes were becoming increasingly comfortable to stop.

Chilean player controlled the ball to the left, which facilitated a combination play with his teammates and also created an opportunity to shoot.

But he suddenly realized that Giroud was in a great position!
“Olivier!”

Sanchez passed the ball over, but not to Giroud on his own; he wanted to play a one-two with Giroud.

French men also know this well.

He carried Morgan to the right side of the penalty area, allowing Sanchez to adjust his position and take a shot directly.

Bang! A powerful close-range shot sent Schmeichel swooping down to his side.

Useless.

The football was too fast; it passed under his ribs and headed into the goal.

1-4! ! !

"Wow! Arsenal have scored just 58 seconds into the second half!"

"lightning!"

Where has that sluggish Arsenal gone, the Arsenal that wouldn't move forward without passing the ball dozens of times, the Arsenal that made you want to vomit blood?

"But I hope it never comes back!"

"Today's gunman was like the most powerful cowboy in the West, pulling out his Colt revolver at lightning speed and shooting down the fox on the other side!"

"I absolutely love this Arsenal!"

Commentator Paul Dutton was gesticulating excitedly.

Arsenal fans were just like him, jumping and celebrating.

Leading by three goals.

They are facing another unbeaten team, Leicester City.

It seems that this dark horse of the Premier League can only accept defeat in the face of such a powerful team.

They want to take three points from here and continue to lead the Premier League standings.

"Arsenal!!!"

Sanchez celebrated with a knee slide amid cheers from the Gunners.

He used to have to put in a lot of effort to score a goal.

What now?
When Qin Ming was tightly marked on the left, he had more space.

He was captivated by the feeling of freely galloping across the green field.

"Give them a lightning-fast goal in return!"

Qin Ming put his arm around Sanchez's shoulder, raised his left arm, and shouted.

"Whoa!" Giru cried out in surprise.

Even with a three-goal lead in the second half, even peak Liverpool couldn't turn the tide.

the other side.

The Leicester City players looked at each other in dismay; their halftime arrangements were now about to be completely overturned.

They really didn't expect the usually mild-mannered Arsenal to take the lead at the start.

Moreover, their defense against Qin Ming was still inadequate.

"Logging tactics".

Kant repeated the word in a low voice.

He wondered if he could stop Qin Ming if he didn't break the rules.

Immediately, he slapped his cheeks hard to wake himself up.

There is no player in the world who cannot be defended.

It's just that I'm not strong enough yet, and I haven't progressed to that level.

But he believed that even if he lost this time, he would never be so embarrassed when they met again.

"We...sigh."

Morgan didn't know how to motivate his teammates.

Ranieri was also a little confused at this moment, but he quickly regained his composure.

After calming down and reflecting on the situation, he came to a reliable conclusion: the outcome of the match was not very suspenseful.

What would you do if you were on the opposite coaching bench?
With Walcott replacing Giroud, and three speedy players lined up, would Leicester City still dare to press forward and attack?

dare not.

Koscielny and Mertesacker are not traditional center-backs in the backfield.

They also have excellent long-passing skills.

After a few long passes, an opportunity will definitely arise.

The score will most likely be rewritten again.

Without committing a significant number of players to the attack, they are unable to create effective pressing and can only watch helplessly as Arsenal gain possession.

It's practically a dead end.

On the other side, Wenger, like Ranieri, had Walcott warm up first.

There are 44 minutes left in the second half.

Leicester City are having a tough time; they can't push forward in attack, and their defense is a slow death.

The situation reached a stalemate.

When Wenger made substitutions, he replaced Giroud with Walcott and Flamini with Arteta.

Ranieri was finally relieved.

Even with the Leicester City fans chanting continuously, the situation on the field remained unchanged.

56 minutes, 69 minutes, 75 minutes, 89 minutes
Beep-beep-beep!
The final score and time were: Leicester City 1-4 Arsenal, suffering their first defeat of the season.

(End of this chapter)