Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 244 Arsenal's Counterattack! A Forward-style World-class Goal! The Gunners' number

Chapter 244 Arsenal's Counterattack! A Forward-style World-class Goal! The Gunners' number 10 is on fire!

"But I still love Arsenal."

"It's a bit hard for a Frenchman to say this, but the fact is that Arsenal is everything to me."

"This match is not just the EFL Cup final, but it will also determine how we approach the next few months."

"So, if you still respect me, then pull yourselves together, wipe the sweat from your faces, and give it your all!"

Wenger's voice echoed in everyone's ears.

Compared to him, the pressure on the Arsenal players is perhaps insignificant.

But if he really loves Arsenal, as he said, losing to Liverpool today might seem like a loss in the EFL Cup, but what about the long-term consequences?

This is what he cares about most.

Arsenal cannot afford another disappointing performance, given that they have spent hundreds of millions of pounds.

Wenger has staked his future on this.

"We will definitely turn this around!" Qin Ming stretched out his right hand, looked up at his teammates, and his determination was almost overflowing.

Arsenal!

"Forward! Forward! Forward!"

The loud sound echoed in the locker room, making all the gunmen's blood boil.

Qin Ming took the lead, pushed open the locker room door, and looked coldly at the Liverpool players.

"I'm saying the fourth goal—"

Benteke's voice abruptly stopped.

He is discussing with Coutinho who will score the fourth goal.

But Qin Ming's eyes were a little scary.

His Adam's apple bobbed several times before he told himself it was nothing.

Can Arsenal come back from a three-goal deficit?
Do you really think the Istanbul Miracle was so easy to create?

After exchanging glances, Klopp and Wenger did not speak to each other and followed the players out of the tunnel.

"The second half has begun!"

"Liverpool, just like before, didn't even try to probe, keeping the game at a fast pace!"

"But Arsenal seem to have made a change; their overall formation has moved forward!"

"Are they going to go toe-to-toe with Liverpool?"

As a viewer with an "God's-eye view," Zhan Jun could clearly see the situation on the field.

Moreover, the data also illustrates a lot.

Arsenal's tackles increased, but their passing numbers quietly decreased.

why?
Against Liverpool's high-speed, run-and-run style, too many passes are pointless and only increase the chances of being dispossessed.

As the Liverpool fans in the stadium watched, they began to feel a strange sense of familiarity.

Why does it look so much like Istanbul Night?
Therefore, in order to prevent this from happening, their cheers grew louder and louder.

Arsenal's statistics have improved significantly!

"They gradually pushed forward, and their attacks became more effective, no longer as passive as they were in the first half!"

"But the problem is, it's meaningless if it doesn't translate into goals!"

"As the saying goes, 'Once is enough, twice is enough, but the third time will be too late!' How long can Arsenal's players hold on to that spirit?"

Zhang Lu started talking more.

on the field.

"Don't linger at halftime for too long!"

Qin Ming transformed into a midfield commander, using his movement to connect his teammates.

Tired, really tired.

But it works great.

He was also looking for opportunities to shoot from long range while running.

After all, Mignolet's level is not comparable to that of Joe Hart, De Gea, and others, especially since his positioning is quite poor.

As long as there's a chance to shoot, that's fine.

Qin Ming waited patiently.

The 53th minute of the game.

On the sidelines, Klopp directed his players to press forward. He could sense that Arsenal's initial momentum had worn off, and their bodies were beginning to feel the first wave of fatigue.

And that is their opportunity.

"The two teams engaged in a physical battle in midfield, and Arsenal was clearly at a disadvantage!"

"Sanchez goes head-to-head with Emre Can!"

"That's not a good shooting distance! It was a fake shot followed by a pass to Cazorla!"

All eyes in the stadium followed the movement of the football.

Liverpool veteran Lucas is experienced and has partnered with Xabi Alonso and Javier Mascherano since his transfer in 2007.

I don't know how many partners I've had so far.

"Take him!" At the shouts of the Liverpool players, Lucas lunged forward fiercely.

Cazorla has an old injury to his right ankle and is hesitant to go toe-to-toe with Lucas.

But this also cost him the initiative.

*Thud!* The soccer ball, caught between the two players' feet, spun and flew into the air.

Who is closest to the ball?
Tens of thousands of fans turned their attention to the red and white figures.

He swung his left foot, ready to shoot.

Lucas dared not let it go, and immediately jumped up, trying to block it with his body.

next second.

An amazing scene unfolded at Wembley Stadium.

Qin Ming pulled his left foot inward and dribbled the ball to his right front, but he didn't shoot!
Lucas was fooled.

Lovren charged madly toward Qin Ming.

Even if it's a foul, we can't let him shoot; that's what the Germans are thinking right now.

But Qin Ming had already taken a deep breath, using the air to inflate his chest, while his core tightened like steel.

Lean forward!

Swing your arms!

Kick!

The explosive power was released in an instant and was transmitted entirely to the football in the air.

boom!
A deafening explosion rang out, echoing across Wembley Stadium.

The hearts of tens of thousands of fans at the scene trembled.

The football then vanished into a dark shadow.

It roared out like a cannonball, without any tricky angles, only speed and power.

front!

Klopp silently recited this in his mind.

Mignolet knew that, of course, but when he jumped, he caught nothing.

He could only feel the lingering warmth of the football rubbing against the air.

Swish! The football rubbed wildly against the white net, and after a moment, it lost all its momentum and, just like Mignolet's mood, fell helplessly to the ground.

"Goal!!!"

Paul Dutton shouted it out passionately.

The drawn-out tone reflected his excitement.

"Qin! That long-range shot from outside the penalty area, just like our team emblem, is a powerful cannon!"

"It's an RML 9-inch muzzle-loading Armstrong gun!"

"He just pointed his gun at the Liverpool goal!"

"They used an unreasonable method to change the score to 1-3!"

"Forward!"

"Go for it! People only blame the team for not winning the championship because they can only attack and not defend."

"But little did they know that moving forward was in Arsenal's DNA!"

Paul Dutton said a lot about this goal.

On the field, Qin Ming gestured for Giroud to retrieve the ball; their counterattack had just begun.

On his way back, he saw a huge poster in the North Stand, which was the Arsenal 130th anniversary crest.

In addition to the same pattern on his chest, there are 15 leaves on both sides, and a piece of silk below.

The silk ribbon reads: Forward.

The 15 leaves on the left are bay leaves.

It symbolizes the fact that 15 people initially paid 6 pence to create the club.

At the same time, the bay leaf also symbolizes strength.

The 15 leaves on the right are oak leaves.

It tells future generations that the club's 15 founders were planning something great at the local Royal Oak Tavern.

As for the word "Forward".

This is one of the earliest mottos about weapons and war, and it is also the style and philosophy of the Arsenal team.

Arsenal fans erupted in celebration. They had been thrashed by Liverpool, who had scored three goals and were now completely overwhelmed.

But so what?
The arsenal may fall, but it won't fall on the spot; it will fall on the road to progress!
"Come on, Arsenal!"

The unified roar drowned out the Liverpool fans' chants.

"Forward!"

Qin Ming threw a punch at the stands, which earned him an even more frenzied response.

The posters fluttered in the London wind.

Courtside.

"We were right. Liverpool's defense is average. As long as we can threaten the goalkeeper, we have a great chance of scoring!"

Pat Rice's voice was trembling.

"This is just the beginning!" Wenger loosened his tie and finally caught his breath.

the other side.

Klopp rubbed his hair, which he hadn't washed for days, into a mess.

"How could we let him kick from that position?!"

He was puzzled.

"Arsenal's number 10 gradually moved towards the center. He was actually the one who did a lot of the organization work for Arsenal just now."

"And the most threatening position is in the middle lane."

The assistant coach rubbed his eyes. Back in Wolfsburg, Qin Ming hadn't shown such a high level of shooting ability.

How did he become so strong after only half a season at Arsenal?

The key point is that Qin Ming's actions, which were both real and fake, were incredibly deceptive.

Even veteran Lucas couldn't have guessed it.

"We're in trouble." Klopp picked up his hat from the ground and put it on.

He had thought that Arsenal were exhausted and that he could take the opportunity to completely kill the suspense of the game, but now Qin Ming has given the team a breather.

We still have to keep fighting.

The camera pans to the Liverpool penalty area.

Mignolet leaned against the goalpost, panting heavily. The shot wasn't actually that difficult to save.

If it were De Gea instead, he would most likely have made the save.

Oh, and there's Cech, the classic figure who caught a heavy cannon with one hand.

However, he couldn't.

Slow attack, poor ball release, high ball.

These are his three weaknesses.

Lovren recalled his tackle, which was already incredibly fast, but Qin Ming's follow-up movements were even faster.

Such a person can truly inspire despair.

"Don't let this ball disrupt your rhythm, we're still in the lead!"

Milner loudly reassured his teammates.

Teams that are reversed all have one thing in common: they lose their composure after conceding a goal, which leads to them playing worse and worse afterward.

Now all they need to do is stop the decline and buy time.

"Arsenal played much better than in the first half!"

"Let's take a look at their third corner kick of the match. Qin Ming made a tactical corner kick to Cazorla, and the two exchanged passes and cut inside the penalty area from the left flank!"

"A low-angle shot!"

"What a pity! There was too little space to shoot, and the ball hit the side netting!"

"The game has reached the 67th minute, and Arsenal is launching a relentless attack during this period. Liverpool seems to have become the Arsenal of the first half!"

Wembley Stadium.

Liverpool fans were a little breathless watching Arsenal's attacking rhythm was too intense, especially Qin Ming, who simply couldn't stop them.

Is this what Arsenal's number 10 looks like when he's in full attack?
"I can't take it anymore!"

Klein knew that if he kept pushing through, he would eventually become a background character.

Seek help immediately.

"I'll help you with defense later." Skort noticed that Klein's face was pale, probably because he had used up too much energy from running back and forth in the first half and defending Qin Ming.

This is no longer a question of whether or not to implement supplementary defense.

He quickly gestured to Klopp, indicating that Klein should be substituted.

"It can't hold on any longer?"

Klopp looked at the bench with some dissatisfaction, "Alvito, warm up and get ready to come on as a substitute!"

But the Spaniards were meant to be offensive, not defensive.

After waiting a while, the ball went dead.

"When you come on, push forward and force Arsenal's wingers back. Make good use of your footwork!"

Klopp said in Moreno's ear.

"Ugh!" Klein couldn't help but vomit, but he hadn't eaten anything before the match, so he could only vomit some bile.

Rogers at least treated himself like a human being, while Klopp treated him like a mule.

Look at the game, only 68 minutes in, he has already covered a distance of 9.2 kilometers, which is rarely seen in a full-back.

Klopp had no time to care about Klein.

The match has resumed.

Qin Ming was completely bloodthirsty, as was Sanchez on the other side.

The two players blew Liverpool players apart.

Moreno's performance after coming on didn't improve much. In fact, due to his short stature and shorter legs compared to Kanté, he was unable to handle Qin Ming at all.

They can only passively defend.

He couldn't even follow Klopp's instructions to attack.

The 73th minute of the game.

Bellerin made a run down the wing, unleashing a storm of speed, but was suddenly tripped by Emre Can when he cut inside.

Beep!
Yellow card and a set piece.

Liverpool fans tensed up again because the set piece was in a good position, and could be taken from either side of the goal.

Arsenal happens to have a free-kick specialist in their squad.

"How do you want to kick it?" Cazorla asked, covering his mouth.

"Top left corner, I guess."

Qin Ming estimated the distance and tapped the ground with his toes.

Arsenal fans cheered wildly upon seeing this signature move, but Mignolet panicked.

He is not good at defending against long-range shots.

"Left side, left side! Don't jump directly later, watch out for number 19's fake shot!"

Mignolet explained it very carefully.

Benteke, due to his tall stature, was also pulled to form a human wall.

To be honest, he's a little scared now. What a load of bull! He should have been more humble and saved some good karma for himself.

"Are you ready?" The referee asked, seeing that both teams had taken their positions.

Beep! ! !
The piercing whistle put everyone on edge.

"call!"

Qin Ming's gaze was fixed on the left goalpost as he exhaled air from his lungs.

Run-up, shoot!
Unlike his previous long-range shot, he was no longer pursuing power, but rather the ultimate angle.

Bang! The ball soaring over the wall of players caused Mignolet to react like a startled bird, making his fastest reaction of the season.

But this curve is too tricky.

I can't reach it.

Mignolet made a decision instantly.

Immediately afterward, he heard a familiar sound after feeling a friction sensation on his fingers.

Swish! The football rubbed violently against the net, creating white waves.

2-3! ! !

"Goal! It's Qin again! It's Qin again! This is his second goal!"

"In the 76th minute, Arsenal scored again, and they are just one goal away from equalizing!"

"Are Liverpool fans trembling?"

"Arsenal's most powerful cannon has countless ways to breach your goal!"

Paul Dutton, who was previously mocked by Carragher, is now seizing the opportunity to retaliate with a subtle jab.

Carragher was indeed trembling.

What the hell is the difference between this script and Istanbul?
People say that Liverpool's 2004-05 season belonged to him.

Because Benitez moved him back to the center to partner with Hyypia, they became one of the best central defensive duos in all of Europe.

In that Champions League final, his two interceptions in extra time thwarted Milan's comeback attempt.

He was also Liverpool's Player of the Year that season.

Today, however, he sensed a strong, ruthless energy emanating from the once-weak Arsenal.

(End of this chapter)

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