Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 243 The Uncertainty of Football! You can destroy him, or he can destroy you!
Giroud's distraction allowed Skrtel to regain possession, and Liverpool launched a quick counter-attack.

"Liverpool is about to pick up the pace!"

"Scott isn't holding onto the ball, quickly find Emre Can!"

"The German midfielder passes to Coutinho again, who beautifully dribbles past Bellerin, and looks like he's about to take a shot from outside the box?!"

Bang! With a dull thud, the legendary "Sword Piercer" appeared at Wembley Stadium.

Liverpool fans watched as the ball hurtled towards the top left corner of the goal.

Ten points.

Cech's outstretched save couldn't prevent the goal from going in.

0-2! ! !

"Yeah!!!" Liverpool fans at Wembley Stadium erupted in deafening cheers.

Arsenal, who defeated them twice this season, seemed like a completely different team today.

Is the problem with the gunmen, or have they gotten better?

They felt that Liverpool, under Klopp's leadership, was more captivating than during Rodgers' era.

The youth storm has already begun to take shape.

"Come on!!!" Coutinho was extremely excited after scoring the goal, running dozens of meters before sliding on his knees in celebration.

For the past half season, every famous talented player has been compared to Qin Ming.

This is an inevitable result of the development of the internet.

Moreover, Qin Ming has a large number of fans, and there are bound to be some who are not aware of right and wrong.

They relentlessly attacked and criticized, as if trying to prove something.

In reality, they are just like those extreme Arsenal fans, using this behavior to satisfy their morbid desires.

Even if Coutinho knew it had nothing to do with Qin Ming, he would still feel very uncomfortable.

Today he will defeat Qin Ming head-on to speak for himself.

"Two goals ahead! Is this all Arsenal has to do?!" Benteke, like Bendtner, possessed a strong sense of confidence.

Therefore, after taking a two-goal lead, he inevitably became a little overconfident.

When he was with the national team, he often overheard De Bruyne chatting with Maranda, praising Qin Ming for his various strengths.

This made him very unhappy.

When Bendtner passed by Qin Ming, he held his head high, his nostrils almost pointing to the sky, as proud as a goose.

"Can £90 million buy a League Cup title?"

Benteke also left a message.

"I used to think that many things were mindless, but in reality, reality is much more magical."

It's impossible for Qin Ming to say that his life was as bland as water.

He certainly couldn't be as indifferent as Han Xin when someone mocked him so openly.

A counterattack is necessary.

"Cheer up, Olivier!"

Qin Ming patted Giroud hard on the back, telling him that no matter what happened off the field, he should try his best to overcome it during the game.

Just like life, it can't be paused.

If you encounter difficulties in life, will life stop and give you time to deal with them?
will not.

Life must go on, and you will encounter new difficulties in resolving this problem.

The world is cruel.

"Mm." Giru nodded.

Some things are easier said than done; they are fraught with difficulties.

He also knew he had to overcome it.

"Hoo!" Giroud took several deep breaths, forcing himself to stay alert.

"I need to work harder too."

Qin Ming looked toward the Liverpool goal.

The principle he believed in most before and after his time travel was that people must rely on themselves in times of trouble.

Football is a team sport, that's true, but with teammates in this state, they desperately need a boost.

Then he needs to step forward.

Even though Sanchez was far away, he seemed to see Qin Ming's gaze, and he became excited as well.

Arsenal used to perform poorly when facing adversity.

He had no choice but to go it alone, but the result was that he was not only criticized by fans, but also unable to change the situation.

After the game restarts.

Wow! The deafening roar of Wembley Stadium seemed to transform into rock music, perfectly capturing Liverpool's madness.

Even with a two-goal lead, they didn't slow down; they were determined to completely knock out Arsenal.

Klopp's fervent gaze swept over the trophy, lingering on Qin Ming for nearly half a minute. As a former Dortmund coach, he knew just how difficult it was to upset Bayern.

Therefore, he knew that Wolfsburg had a stubborn spirit last season.

Now he smells a similar scent coming from Arsenal.

"We can't give them any chance. We have to push them into the swamp and make them subconsciously give up on the game."

Klopp thought to himself.

the other side.

Wenger's brows were furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly. Even though Qin Ming had retreated to participate in the defense, he wasn't good at defense, so the effect was mediocre.

This is equivalent to the weak attacking the strong.

We still need to find a way to attack and put pressure on Liverpool.

He glanced at the electronic scoreboard.

With the match in the 42nd minute, not far from the end of the first half, it's time to stabilize the rhythm of the game and make adjustments during halftime.

However, anything can happen on the football field.

Injury time.

Coutinho dribbled the ball towards the center, preparing to unleash a long-range shot, forcing Mertesacker to quickly block him.

The Brazilians, however, delivered a deft through ball.

Snap! The ball was passed to Benteke's feet, the Belgian aerial powerhouse held off Koscielny and flicked the ball to Firmino behind him.

Monreal were worn down in the first 45 minutes.

If you can't catch up in the first step, you'll never catch up again.

Tens of thousands of fans at Wembley Stadium held their breath.

Former Hoffenheim player Firmino is also an unconventional Brazilian striker; he is calmer than most players.

Facing Cech, who blocked the near post, and those cold eyes.

He made a slight adjustment and then lobbed the ball!
Far corner!

Arsenal fans' hearts jumped.

Thud! Based on his experience, Cech anticipated Firmino's foot shape and fell to the ground in advance.

He flicked the soccer ball with his fingertips.

Clang! The ball bounced off the post and back into the penalty area, and all the Gunners breathed a sigh of relief.

"The danger is not over yet!"

"Benteke has a chance to score on the rebound, Mertesacker clears the ball first!"

"Ah! Mertesacker made a clearance error and kicked the ball into his own goal!"

"Liverpool have scored their third goal of the match!"

Zhan Jun's feelings in the broadcasting room were hard to describe.

There was the joy of Liverpool scoring, and the disappointment of Arsenal conceding a goal.

"Liverpool have already half-handed the championship trophy."

Zhang Lu sighed.

Arsenal seem to be having a particularly bad day, with nothing going well, such as Giroud's scandal and Mertesacker's own goal.

Is there no way to break the spring curse?
Wembley Stadium erupted in cheers, with waves of Liverpool fans surging wildly through the stands.

They even sang their famous team anthem. In their view, Liverpool's rise to prominence began with the EFL Cup title.

And the previously dominant Arsenal is destined to be trampled under their feet.

The commentary booth in the stands.

Sky Sports commentator Jamie Carragher stood up and waved his hands wildly, exclaiming, "The Premier League leaders have been thrashed by us the day before spring arrives!"

"Are they strong?"

"They're not strong! We lost to them twice before because we weren't well-coordinated. Look at our performance today, we're miles ahead of Arsenal!"

Carragher continued to yell: "Look at their performance! They scored three goals in the first half! Arsenal got blown out by them!"

Paul Dutton, standing nearby, remained silent.

Arsenal could have many reasons to blame today, such as a tight schedule and a media crisis, but they still couldn't accept the reality of Liverpool scoring three goals in a row.

They arrived at Wembley Stadium full of anticipation, only to see their home team get thrashed.

They were the same opponents they had defeated before.

The feeling was like a nightmare. Paul Dutton pinched his thigh to make sure he was in reality.

"I have a strong feeling that the nightmare has only just begun, and the score will definitely not stay at 0-3!"

"The Liverpool lads will teach Arsenal a lesson they won't forget!"

Carragher believed that a crushing defeat would plunge Arsenal into despair and set the stage for a disastrous second half of the season, which would be highly advantageous for them.

With 12 rounds remaining in the league, the gap between Liverpool and Arsenal is only a small 15 points.

It's not that there's no chance to get it back.

If Arsenal lose five games, they will win five more games.

Carragher suddenly felt a surge of imagination about the future.

Paul Dutton clenched his fist, wanting to refute but unable to find a reason, because that was indeed the case with Arsenal in the past.

Wembley Stadium.

Beep!
When the whistle blew to end the first half, the fans of both sides had two extreme emotions, as did the players on the field.

Qin Ming looked at his teammates and noticed that they looked somewhat bewildered.

I was stunned by the kick.

Qin Ming suddenly remembered a sentence.

The charm of football lies in its unpredictability.

Today, Liverpool's players executed flawlessly, and their form was exceptionally good.

They, however, exposed many problems.

Actually, Liverpool had higher odds given by betting agencies before the match.

Actually.

In the world of football, there are no eternal kings, nor are there absolute weaklings.

Predicting results based solely on paper strength and past performance is impossible to be accurate.

Back in the locker room, all was silent.

Qin Ming could understand his teammates' feelings, after all, he himself was a little confused.

"Yes, we didn't play well today, but the game isn't over yet. I hope everyone can forget about the first 45 minutes and focus on the second half."

"First of all, our defense needs to move forward. The more Liverpool pressurizes us, the less we can create opportunities for our attack."

Wenger paused for a moment before speaking.

His adjustments were actually a gamble, betting on Arsenal's overall attacking capabilities and Liverpool's poor defense.

Oh, and Mignolet's level too.

"Also, Liverpool's two full-backs frequently pushed forward in the first half, and their stamina has dropped significantly. Take advantage of the opportunity when they can't get back down."

"Santi, when you get the ball, pay more attention to the flanks. We should have opportunities to attack."

"Aaron and Francis, you two, run and help defend as much as possible to stabilize our midfield and defense."

People who are too refined are not necessarily too ruthless.

Wenger proved this statement true.

Even when they were down by three goals, he still couldn't bring himself to say those words.

Previously, Sanchez was a quiet and reserved player, and veterans like Arteta and Mertesacker spent most of their time on the bench.

No one will stand up.

Qin Ming watched his teammates bow their heads in silence, threw the clothes he had changed into into the laundry basket, and suddenly stood up and walked to the middle.

“Give them some space,” Wenger told Pat Rice to walk to a corner.

Silence is like dark clouds gathering before a storm.

A few seconds later, Qin Ming broke the silence.

"I don't want to become a laughing stock."

Qin Ming didn't become hysterical; this was his honest opinion.

Yes, he had a desire for victory and honor, but he didn't want to become a loser that people would casually mention in their conversations.

Even though this was a League Cup final that wasn't particularly prestigious.

Or rather, it doesn't matter what kind of competition it is, what matters is its significance.

Hemingway's quote is very apt.

Life is not meant to be defeated, but you can destroy it, or be destroyed by it.

He felt that losing to Liverpool like this was a mistake.

Then his life was ruined.

This is an indelible shame, and it will become his lifelong regret.

"Qin, we're all in a terrible state today—"

Just as Giroud was about to say something, Qin Ming interrupted him sharply.

“Olivier, if you can’t keep going, then let the boss replace you. I respect your opinion.”

Qin Ming's tone suddenly rose several notches, "Don't talk about your condition. If you can be affected by those trivial things, it just means you're not all that great!"

His words were somewhat heartless.

But if he really uses this excuse to comfort himself, what's the difference between that and abandoning his self-respect?

"I won't use such a stupid excuse to comfort myself, and I don't need such childish comfort!"

"What do you mean by this reason? Are you scared and panicked in front of Liverpool? Have you lost your fighting spirit?!"

Qin Ming's bloodshot eyes swept over his teammates. "What I want to tell you is, I fucking will never surrender!"

Upon hearing this, Giru shrank back, feeling no shame or anger whatsoever.

Because he knew he was wrong.

Sanchez slammed his fist on the table. "There are still 45 minutes left in the game, and you're already making excuses for failure?! Is what we need to do so difficult? It's simply to prevent the opponent from scoring. The fans outside are watching, and my family is in the stands too!"

"Just a few hours ago, they were wishing me a championship, and now you're telling me that when I go out there, I should cower like a turtle and let Liverpool dominate me for another 45 minutes?"

"I can't do it! I have to do something, I have to live up to their expectations!"

Sanchez clenched his fists and growled.

He grew up in a desert town in northern Chile, where his mother supported him and his three brothers by selling fish and still refuses to leave the town.

He was playing in the Copa Libertadores when he was 16. His mother was fined for selling fish without a license, but he was still earning a youth team salary at the time.

He didn't have the money to pay his mother's fine.

The only option is to sell the player registration rights to an agent.

He will never forget that day.

Today, he invited his mother to the Emirates Stadium to tell her that he is no longer the same person he once was.

He can stop selling his dignity for money and pursue the dream buried deep in his heart.

Instead, you tell him things like, "We weren't in good form today," and "It's understandable that we lost the game."

He couldn't accept it.

“You always have reasons to win, and so do I. Arsenal is everything to me, but in recent years, I have become a laughing stock around the world.”

"Wenger Out".

Wenger walked up to Qin Ming in his leather shoes and put his large hand on his shoulder. "Coldplay concert, the Lebanese protests, the WWE wrestling match, the Miami Music Festival, and even a helicopter carrying it over the Emirates Stadium."

(End of this chapter)