Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 222 You guys are a terrible team! You're a team of women! Softies don't deserve to win! Start bashing!
St. Mary's Stadium.

"Southampton!!!" Southampton fans were ecstatic, cheering enthusiastically in the winter.

Defeating Premier League leaders Arsenal is of great significance to them, as it not only secures three points but also boosts morale.

Moreover, Southampton is Liverpool's junior partner.

"So what if it's Arsenal!" Mane shouted arrogantly.

He believes that Southampton will serve as a springboard for him to join a top club soon.

With the support of strong teammates, that will be possible.

Is he weaker than Qin Ming?
"Hey! You softies in those gold jerseys, we just increased the intensity a bit, and you can't even handle it?"

"Has the 90 million pound man disappeared again?"

"You think you can win the championship like this? Don't go crying back to North London today!"

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Fueled by Mane's frenzied incitement, Southampton fans got really into it, and the jeers were deafening.

Qin Ming did nothing or said in retaliation.

Instead, after giving it a cold look, he returned to his own position.

He is a man of action.

I glanced at the electronic scoreboard; the first half was almost over.

Let's stabilize the pace and wait for the second half.

Southampton, after taking the lead, seemed to get carried away and continued to attack.

Beep!
Not long after, the referee blew his whistle.

As Qin Ming walked toward the players' tunnel, he was met with countless taunts and extremely harsh boos.

Southampton fans even celebrated their victory prematurely.

"Qin"

Giroud was about to say something when Qin Ming interrupted him, "Let's go back first."

Qin Ming remained calm.

Back in the locker room, Wenger, as usual, first reviewed the game before discussing how to make adjustments.

But Qin Ming didn't listen to any of it.

He felt the problem lay not with the players, but with them.

Therefore, after Wenger finished speaking, he stood up, walked to the middle, looked around, and asked: "Don't you think we played too softly? From West Ham to West Bromwich Albion, and now to Southampton, we have a hard time playing against physically strong opponents."

"I don't know why, but on some half-ball situations, on some opportunities to intercept, everyone just gave up."

The more he spoke, the more excited he became.

Because they thought of Wolfsburg, the Wolfsburg players, no matter how strong their opponents are, are at least willing to show their fists when facing this situation.

Instead of being timid and hesitant.

"Before I came to Arsenal, I watched every season's games starting from the 2003-04 season. Do you know what I thought?"

"Since Vieira, Adams, and Silva left, the team's playing style has gradually become softer."

"Would you like to hear some data?"

Qin Ming made no attempt to hide his frustration, saying, "From 2011 to 2015, in 28 games where we were trailing at halftime, we didn't manage to come back and win a single one!"

"This embarrassing record was only broken a few days ago!"

"Yes! The referee helped them a lot, but if you can't overcome the challenge, you don't deserve to win!"

Qin Ming also felt that he had said a bit too much.

But there are some things he just has to say. If they really lose the game like this, he'll be so frustrated.

The locker room was completely silent.

Arsenal players were shocked; no one had said anything like this before in similar situations.

People usually keep silent in tacit agreement.

Today, Qin Ming has shattered everyone's tacit understanding, making everyone feel ashamed.

Yes.

Since 2005, Arsenal has lost numerous titles due to their soft playing style.

A team can be less tough, but it absolutely cannot be a coward.

Because a softie will never win a championship.

The Arsenal players fell silent for a moment, seemingly processing Qin Ming's words.

In fact, Qin Ming was being very blunt.

But they weren't angry; they had all seen each other's performance in the first half.

The stains on the Arsenal number 10 jersey in the laundry basket were clearly visible.

Sanchez and the others saw it clearly and felt their cheeks burning, as if they had been slapped.

Wenger was also stunned and stood there in shock.

Vieira's face appeared in his mind.

The reason I handed the captain's armband to Vieira back then was because of Vieira's iron-willed temperament and spirit.

However, Vieira's image is not entirely glamorous.

His explosive temper, like a powder keg, makes him prone to losing control of his emotions and taking risky actions.

This also resulted in him receiving more red cards than Keane.

Today, Wenger saw a similar quality in Qin Ming.

Wenger, who knew he could never say such things himself, knew this was an opportunity, a chance for the Gunners to undergo a mental transformation.

"Qin is right! Don't just blame the referee. I've said before that to win the Premier League title, you need to maintain a high level of consistency and give your all in every game."

"We won a lot of games in December, topped our Champions League group, and beat Manchester City in the league. I'll say it again: you're too proud."

"The reason we couldn't turn things around before was because when the opponent took the lead, they would often compress their defensive formation and then launch a quick counter-attack."

"With a tight defense in the backfield, it's difficult for us to penetrate with short passes. If we keep controlling the ball without success and then concede a counter-attack goal, our overall mentality will collapse."

Wenger analyzed it from a rational perspective.

Qin Ming shook his head almost imperceptibly.

He felt that the professor was too refined and should learn from Mourinho how to motivate the players and how to teach them the rules.

When halftime was almost over.

Qin Ming bent down to tighten his shoelaces, then looked at his teammates and said in a low voice, "Don't let anyone see our weak side!"

He did not continue with a lengthy discourse.

no point.

He wanted to show his teammates through his actions that cowards didn't deserve to win!

The Arsenal players were still a bit confused.

However, after the start of the second half, Martina and Clasie were defending together when Qin Ming beat them and cut inside, prompting the defensive midfielder Wanyama to pounce on him.

One-half ball.

A ruthless glint flashed in Qin Ming's eyes; he was completely out of his mind.

Should I avoid your edge?
Bang! He accelerated and sprinted forward, swinging his leg to meet Wanyama's foot squarely!

A wail echoed through St. Mary's Stadium.

Anyone who has played football knows that whoever pulls back their weight on their foot will get injured.

Both of them tensed their muscles and exerted force, so at most it would be a scalp injury, and their ligaments would basically not be damaged.

"Hiss!" Qin Ming felt a sharp pain on the back of his foot, and he staggered as he walked.

But he still looked down at Wanyama and roared, "Get up!"

"What do you want to do?"

Krasi ran over and pushed Qin Ming away.

Qin Ming didn't answer but looked at his teammates. If they were still chickening out at this point, he would transfer away next season.

It's better to leave a team like that.

“I want to fuck your mother!” Giroud blurted out in French, shoving Krasi to the ground.

"That's what I'm doing! You idiot, you're a terrible team!"

Kirkland also rushed over.

"We're a fucking lousy team, and you guys are a bunch of sissies!" Martina sneered mockingly.

"Don't eat pickled radishes!"

Even the most cowardly Arsenal players wouldn't tolerate being mocked and called a woman right in someone's face.

The conflict on the field escalated instantly.

Previously, they would push and shove each other and exchange a few trash words, but now they're resorting to physical violence.

"Damn it!" Seeing this, Qin Ming's foot no longer hurt. He grabbed Krasi, who was surrounded by Giroud and Sanchez, and kicked him in the buttocks.

He suddenly felt someone kick him, and when he turned around, he saw it was Wan Yama.

"I've wanted to do this for ages!" Qin Ming didn't hold back, grabbing Wan Yama by the collar and throwing him forward forcefully. *Beep, beep, beep, beep!*

A piercing whistle blared, and all the staff rushed onto the field to stop the players from getting tangled up together.

But the substitutes on the bench also started fighting.

"Kill these bastards!" Ospina grabbed his goalkeeper gloves and slapped Maya Yoshida across the face.

One of the most intense clashes in the Premier League in recent years has broken out.

Naturally, the fans from both sides couldn't stay quiet, and some even started fighting at the boundary between the stands.

On the court, Qin Ming was well-versed in the art of gang fights: whoever his teammates ganged up on, he would go up and kick them.

If attacked, immediately retaliate.

More than 19 people were involved in the conflict, and nearly five minutes had passed by the time staff finally managed to separate the players from the opposing team.

Is the game paused?

Generally not.

"Gentlemen, if you think that my harsh sentencing justifies such terrible behavior, you are mistaken!"

The referee was furious.

The bonus is gone, and I'm getting criticized too.

However, after careful consideration, he still gave Qin Ming, Wan Yama, Klassi and others yellow cards, without imposing any further penalties.

Otherwise, we can forget about playing today's match.

"Remember, it's the 57th minute now. You can still be happy for a while."

Qin Ming's gaze was cold as he turned around.

"I hope you don't leave crying when the game ends, you women's team!" Mane cursed, rubbing his left leg which had been kicked by someone.

"Do you want to keep getting cards?" the referee asked, making a gesture as if to take out cards.

Qin Ming and Mane both fell silent, but the atmosphere between the two teams was like a powder keg.

"Damn it, if we can't win this game today, what kind of players are we!"

Giroud was furious about being called a "sissy".

"Kill them!" Sanchez's voice was hoarse.

The Arsenal players' inherent anger was completely ignited at this moment.

Courtside.

Wenger and Coman were unaware of what had happened, but they were both sent off with red cards and sent to the stands.

Neither team has a head coach anymore.

Pat Rice clenched his fists, looking worried. Although he had coached youth teams for a few years, any adjustments made at the top level left him feeling helpless.

"We can consider making like-for-like substitutions after 70 minutes." Fortunately, Wenger left him with this advice before he left.

The match resumed after the conflict.

"That softie from North London got his defenses ripped today!"

"At St. Mary's Stadium, you will only receive shame, just like last time!"

"La la la!"

Southampton fans sang a song full of sarcasm.

The 66th minute of the game.

Sanchez made several breakthroughs on the right flank, but his cross hit Bertrand's leg and bounced out of bounds.

Arsenal are awarded a corner kick on the right.

"The third tactic." Qin Ming held up three fingers.

In recent months, in addition to practicing set pieces, they have also added corner kick tactics.

Because their main attacking force comes from their three central midfielders.

Giroud's finishing ability is decent, but he's still far from being a true aerial threat.

Qin Ming did not have the task of capturing points in any of the various tactics he employed.

He wandered around the outer perimeter as the situation warranted.

"The penalty area is packed with players, Cazorla passes the ball low to Sanchez!"

"Southampton is going to be snatched up!"

"careful!"

When Sanchez heard Qin Ming ask for the ball, he wouldn't have passed it to him in the past.

Now, there is no hesitation.

"Mine!" Mane suddenly rushed in from behind, intercepting the pass during the gap.

Your bullshit, Qin Ming, with a simple feint, gave the illusion of stopping the ball, but actually let the ball pass to the left front side.

Mane missed his target.

What can you do when the penalty area is packed with people? Breaking through is definitely not an option.

Then just shoot!
Qin Ming spotted the shooting path in his peripheral vision, adjusted his position, and swung his left leg.

Bang! The football, blasted with all his might, flew straight into the top left corner of Southampton's goal in an almost unreasonable manner.

2-1! ! !

"Now, Sanchez has the ball, Bertrand blocked it, this is a corner kick."

Will Arsenal be able to score?

"Cazorla passed the ball to Sanchez, and the ball reached Qin's feet!"

"Shot! Qin! Qin! Qin!"

"He put the ball in the goal! He scored with a brilliant shot, beating Southampton's defense! Making it a damn 2-1!"

"We're just one goal away from tying the game!"

Paul Dutton was so excited he roared.

St. Mary's Stadium.

"let go!"

The menacing look in Qin Ming's eyes made Stekelenburg instinctively loosen his grip.

Then, he ran to the center circle with the ball, placed it on the teeing ground, and stomped on it twice.

Then, he extended an index finger toward the home stands.

This time there was no shaking.

Because it represents a goal.

"It's not over yet!"

Qin Ming turned to face his teammates and said, "Let's turn this damn stadium into a library!"

"Take them down!" Giroud shouted, raising his arm.

The other end of the stadium.

"We need to focus on Arsenal's number 10. If he's on the left, Victor, you'll mark him closely. If he's on the right, then Jordi, you'll mark him."

Van Dyke frowned as he spoke.

It is now clear that, following the previous conflict, the referee has tightened his officiating standards.

This is very disadvantageous for them.

Arsenal's morale is soaring, they're incredibly excited.

We can only stabilize our defense and look for opportunities to counterattack.

If they can score another goal, Arsenal's morale will plummet.

"Pass the ball to me later!" Mane said confidently.

"Come on! Don't let the women's team win, we have to take them down!" Wan Yama glared at Qin Ming in the distance.

Ronald Koeman, standing in the stands, had a furrowed brow. He was best known for his shooting during his playing career.

Especially free kicks.

The force was so great that if a goalkeeper tried to catch it with his hands, it could result in a fracture.

Therefore, he could tell how high the quality of Qin Ming's shot was.

"This can't go on," Ronald Koeman had a bad feeling, especially after his argument with Wenger on the sidelines, which had even escalated to the point of physical violence.

Being sent to the stands means there's no chance for adjustment.

We can only pin our hopes on the assistant coaches and pray that they'll be smarter.

Wenger, with his hands in his pockets in the next stand, had a cold, icy expression that made nearby fans afraid to approach.

"Arsenal needs a spiritual leader," he thought to himself.

Previously, neither Fabregas, Van Persie, nor Vermaelen possessed a certain ruthlessness.

And looking further ahead.

Henry, Vieira, and Adams were the cornerstones and backbone of the team.

(End of this chapter)