Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 250 Champions League Round of 18 Second Leg! Benfica's Counterattack, Qin Ming's Unique Playing Style! A Comeback!

2016 3 Month 17 Day.

Emirates Stadium.

The second leg of the Champions League Round of 16 is about to begin.

The scene was buzzing with people.

Nearly 50,000 gunsmen have come here to witness Arsenal break the curse.

"Actually, while people are focusing on Arsenal's three consecutive Champions League Round of 16 appearances, no one has noticed that they have reached the Round of 16 for sixteen consecutive years!"

"That's right! In the history of the Champions League, only Real Madrid and Arsenal have achieved this!"

"Although they have never won the Champions League, such consistent results are actually quite remarkable!"

Zhan Jun has always admired Wenger.

Unlike Ferguson and Mourinho, he was an outsider in England, without the advantage of public opinion or financial support, so it is really not easy for him to bring Arsenal to this level.

Looking back now, could it be considered that the bitterness has finally turned into sweetness?

At the height of fan opposition, they signed a record-breaking player and cured Arsenal of long-standing problems.

The match on the field has begun.

The intensity of today's match far exceeded people's expectations. Arsenal, who were thought to have a clear advantage, were expected to advance easily.

The absence of Cazorla and Cech had a huge impact on both offense and defense.

Rui-Victoria believes this is an opportunity given by God.

Before the match, he told the players about the "Gutmann curse," saying that whether they could become legends depended on whether they could come back to defeat Arsenal today.

Moreover, the Wembley miracle a while ago gave them a shot of adrenaline.

"Arsenal can do it, but Benfica can't?"

The Portuguese powerhouse arrived at the Emirates Stadium with determination.

At the end of the first half, the score was 2-1, with Benfica in the lead.

Qin Ming is still not quite used to playing as an attacking midfielder.

Also, today's starting goalkeeper Ospina was frequently threatened by Benfica's long-range shots.

But he wasn't in good condition.

And just like that, Jimenez scored a world-class goal.

The other goal came from a Benfica corner kick, where Ruben Diaz rushed in from outside the penalty area and headed the ball in when he was unmarked.

Arsenal's goal was scored by Qin Ming during a counter-attack.

During halftime.

"A lot has happened to us recently, some good and some bad, so it's normal to be affected."

"But how to adjust one's mindset is an extremely important thing."

Wenger did not reprimand the players. "Actually, we played quite well in the first half. It's just that you guys were too restrained and focused too much on defending in the midfield and backfield."

"Offense and defense are like bottles with a fixed amount of water; if one has too much water, the other will naturally have less."

"What we need to do is very simple."

Wenger looked at Qin Ming, his voice becoming sharp.

"Qin! Use your best methods to break down their defense and force them to passively fill their defensive bottles!"

Wenger knows the team is facing difficulties, and everyone is fighting hard.

Sometimes, a change in mindset can bring about a complete transformation.

Arsenal players are caught in a misconception.

With two away goals, all we need to do is hold our defense.

Add to that the long-standing curse of being stuck in the Champions League Round of 16.

Wenger understands.

Therefore, he now wants Qin Ming to step forward and change other people's thinking.

"Ok!"

Qin Ming's grin, revealing his teeth, reflected the overhead light, giving him a touch of cruelty.

After the start of the second half.

Qin Ming ignored how his teammates played and instead regarded himself as the absolute core player.

Everything revolves around him.

Arsenal's demeanor instantly changed, like a pack of wolves baring their fangs.

Rui-Victoria suddenly raised an eyebrow.

wrong!

Arsenal intercepted Benfica's attack in their own half.

The ball came to Qin Ming's feet, and before Semedo could extend his foot, he passed the ball to Sanchez on the wing.

Chilean thighs also know a lot.

Qin Ming was trying to run into a wall with him, and then coordinate a small-scale attack.

But after he passed the ball...

wrong!

Sanchez noticed that Qin Ming wasn't even looking at him.

So unique?
But thinking of Qin Ming's impressive record, he silently moved forward along the wing to draw the attention of the defenders to Qin Ming.

A red and white storm seems to have swept through Emirates Stadium!
After receiving the ball, Qin Ming gradually accelerated, making a burst of speed in the first ten meters, and then stabilizing his dribbling rhythm.

Benfica's players tried their best but couldn't catch up.

Semedo even attempted a sliding tackle from behind, but it still fell just short.

"I'll play my own way!"

Qin Ming didn't give Seme a second glance, instead coldly looking at Ruben Diaz in front of him.

The Portuguese center-back learned his lesson today.

He let Lindelof intercept the ball first, and then he would intercept it again when Qin Ming touched the ball.

This can greatly increase the success rate.

"right!"

Qin Ming acted faster than he thought.

Like Lovren, Lindelof was nicknamed "Lindelof".

I managed to get rid of him with just a simple little jump and change of direction.

Incidentally, he also distanced himself from Ruben Diaz; the young Portuguese was still too inexperienced.

Brazilian goalkeeper Ederson felt suffocating pressure in front of the goal.

"I come!"

Ruben Diaz risked a tackle inside the penalty area.

Qin Ming had already sensed his intention and swung his right foot to shoot directly!
boom!
The powerful close-range shot overwhelmed Ederson, and the ball bounced towards the goal after being blocked.

"Yeah!!!" A second before the electronic scoreboard jumped, 50,000 gunmen raised their hands and cheered, creating a deafening roar.

attack!

Gunners are in the DNA of offense.

Their passive defense in the first half had them drowsy, but they finally got to see what they wanted to see.

"In the 51st minute of the match, Qin scores another goal!"

"Qin, playing as an attacking midfielder, is different from Santi. He doesn't have much playmaking ability; he relies on his individual skills to forcefully break through the opponent's defense!"

"If you can stop them, then stop them. If you can't, then send more people!"

"Although the final result is still the same!"

Paul Dutton pumped his fist and roared.

Amidst the tsunami-like roar, Qin Ming let his hands hang naturally, then raised them to his chest, palms facing each other, fingers slightly bent, as if holding the barrel of an anti-aircraft gun.

This is his unique way of celebrating.

"Oh!!!" Arsenal fans exclaimed in unison after seeing this.

The entire stadium suddenly became filled with countless cannons.

His teammates swarmed around him, and Sanchez shouted, "That's how you play! I'm getting rusty from constantly dropping back to defend!"

Although he only made one pass during the attack just now.

But the process of rushing forward with Qin Ming was so stress-relieving.

He didn't want to be stuck in the backcourt defending anymore.

"Exactly! Exactly! With Peter injured and out, we'll press forward and prevent them from getting a shot on goal!"

Bellerin is also a typical player whose offense is greater than his defense.

"Damn it!" Qin Ming clenched his fist.

They want to break the Champions League Round of 16 curse, but they certainly won't rely on a defensive strategy; they'll only advance by a narrow margin with a one-goal advantage.

Instead, it's about winning beauty and charm!
This is Wenger's football philosophy, and also his own idea!

"Why didn't you foul!" Rui-Victoria roared angrily, questioning the dejected Semedo.

If Semedo had pulled him back in time, that position would never have resulted in a red card.

The highest possible penalty is a yellow card.

They can prevent goals from being scored.

They were just one goal away from equalizing, but now the aggregate score is 4-2! They need to score two more goals.

"I--"

Semedo was speechless.

He did commit fouls, always sliding in from behind, but Qin Ming accelerated and moved out of his reach.

Ruben Diaz also pounded his thigh.

upset!

If I had pressed forward earlier and closed in on Lindelof, would I have been able to win possession of the ball?

On the Arsenal coaching bench.

Wenger smiled with satisfaction; this was the scene he wanted to see.

The game starts again.

Qin Ming gradually grasped what the core kicking style was.

Cruyff once said this.

In a 90-minute football match, players spend more than 85 minutes making off-the-ball runs, while the total time spent handling the ball is less than five minutes.

The implication is that the difference in players' abilities is reflected in what they can demonstrate during those less than five minutes of possession.

The accumulated five minutes of playing time per game over time is the most intuitive standard for distinguishing good players from star players, star players from superstar players, and superstar players from era-class players to historical superstar players.

But what if you want to go even further?

That means we need to increase the time we have the ball.

What he's doing now is using more aggressive running to disrupt the opponent's rhythm on the chaotic field.

It also connects the team's backfield, midfield, and frontfield.

Although this awareness is still very weak, he has found his direction for the future.

He is no longer confined to the framework of playing the same way Ronaldinho plays.

"Wow! Qin seems to be dancing on the field. He's showcasing his footwork to the fullest during his ample possession time!"

"I can almost hear the lively melody coming from the green field!"

"However, the beautiful melody I heard might be a symphony of despair for the Benfica players on the field!"

Paul Dutton was surprised by Qin Ming's transformation.

Benfica's defensive water bottle was finally full, and it even wobbled from being kicked by Qin Ming.

It was about to fall and shatter into pieces.

The 63th minute of the game.

A seemingly ordinary pass, from Gustavo to Ramsey.

The latter was then passed to Qin Ming in front.

The next second, gasps of amazement echoed through the Emirates Stadium, reverberating in the North London night sky.

Qin Ming imbued an ordinary pass with magic.

pat!

After he meticulously crafted the football, it became like a mischievous sprite.

They breached Benfica's defenses in a way that no one expected.

"I rely on!"

Giroud also failed to keep up with Qin Ming's thinking, but fortunately his initial position was good enough, and his two steps back were just enough to avoid going offside.

Bang! A shot taken without any interference is difficult even for professional players to miss.

Moreover, Giroud has been training extra hard lately.

As the football slid past Ederson's fingertips, lifting the white net.

The brightly lit Emirates Stadium erupted in thunderous cheers.

"Qin!"

"When he plays, it doesn't feel like he's in the Champions League knockout stage; it feels more like he's in his living room!"

"Look at his calm expression and casual movements!"

"Like a deer leaping across the grassland!"

Paul Dutton was unable to put his feelings into words.

By comparison.

CCTV's He Wei gave this assessment.

"He strolled leisurely across the green field with a wonderful rhythm, like a deer leaping across the grassland with coordination and agility!"

"He wields his brush to paint a masterpiece depicting the transition between offense and defense, and when the mood strikes, he'll add a delightful touch: like this pass!"

"That feeling is like the dust has settled down, and you're away from the hustle and bustle!"

"Traditional Chinese art strives for 'artistic conception,' which is like the Buddha holding up a flower or Kasyapa smiling—it can only be understood intuitively and cannot be expressed in words, expressing infinite tension within the finite!"

"Qin Ming's style of playing football is also a beautiful artistic conception!"

Sometimes one has to admit that He Wei tends to overexert himself.

But his explanations were also full of imagery.

Migu Sports' Zhan Jun's commentary is very concise.

"The goal went in!"

"Pretty!"

"Ramsey passes the ball to Qin Ming! With his back to goal and no vision, he passes to Giroud?!"

"Great! Giroud didn't waste the opportunity and calmly sent the ball into the goal!"

Arsenal come from behind to defeat Benfica!

"They've already got one foot in the Champions League quarterfinals!"

Zhan Jun's hoarse voice is very representative.

Zhang Lu, standing nearby, chuckled, "Hehe! The Benfica players must be completely dumbfounded. They hadn't even seen anything before the ball rolled right past them!"

He's right.

Ruben Diaz rubbed his eyes hard, looked down at where Qin Ming had been, and then looked back at where Giroud had been.

How did you get there?
He stood with his hands on his hips and sighed silently, still hoping to perform well in the Champions League and secure his starting center-back position.

After two more years of training, I'll head to one of the top five European leagues.

Now, he just wants to go home as soon as possible, and if he plays in the Champions League next season, he will try to avoid Arsenal.

Corner flag area.

Giroud pulled Qin Ming to his side and knelt down on one knee to help him polish his shoes.

Qin Ming did not refuse.

This way of celebrating has no other meaning.

It was purely the goal scorer's way of thanking the assist provider.

Moreover, he knew Giroud was under a lot of pressure lately, so he must have been genuinely happy to score such a goal.

"Keep it up, Olivier!"

Qin Ming placed his large hand on Giru's shoulder, without saying much to comfort him.

We are all adults.

You have to process your emotions on your own, and you have to overcome your difficulties on your own.

What if you always rely on others?

It won't go far.

Benfica, having conceded another goal, need to score three to come back and advance.

The Miracle of North London?
Unfortunately, the miracle did not happen to them.

Beep-beep-beep!
Three short whistles and one long one, enthusiastic cheers, regretful sighs, and so on, all blended together to make North London full of stories tonight.

Under the spotlight, Qin Ming smiled brightly, finally breaking the Champions League Round of 16 curse.

He was about to continue his journey!
He also had a lot of fun playing today, controlling the pace of the game and using his footwork to energize the attack.

This feeling is fascinating.

He felt that his future career path should be towards the middle.

Attacking midfielder, false nine, shadow striker. There may not be a very clear definition, but it is definitely a core style of play.

This is the key.

Shortly after, Qin Ming arrived at the sidelines to be interviewed by Sky Sports.

"We've reached the Champions League quarterfinals, which is something to celebrate. Our performance today proves that we didn't just barely make it, but with absolute strength!"

Whom do you hope to meet?

"There are still a few Champions League matches that haven't finished, and I don't know which teams they are."

"Just pick any one?"

"How's Barcelona?"

Before Qin Ming could finish speaking, he was pulled away by Arteta, while Brother Tazi, who happened to be passing by, listened for a while.

To my surprise, I heard some big news.

Gustavo has dropped some bombshells; Qin Ming's mouth is like it's blessed, it's incredibly sinister.

(End of this chapter)