Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 288: The North London Derby of Blood and Fire is Coming! Kyle Walker's Exclusive Backdrop Recreates the Exciting Scene!

Before we knew it, it was the evening of November 2nd.

Arsenal played two matches during this period, including a 4-0 away win against Sunderland in the 10th round of the league.

Qin Ming and Sanchez both scored twice.

In the third round of the Champions League group stage in early November, they won 2-1 at home against Borussia Mönchengladbach.

"Sommer has been playing more and more aggressively lately. I heard he just kept a clean sheet against Bayern not long ago."

In the locker room, Qin Ming was wiping his body with a towel.

"Borussia Mönchengladbach really knows how to beat Bayern Munich."

Gustavo laughed.

During his previous seasons playing for Bayern Munich, Borussia Mönchengladbach was no match for him, but since Bayern failed to win any major trophies last season, playing against Mönchengladbach has become extremely difficult.

"Atletico Madrid also beat Monaco, so there are still two rounds left in the group stage. As long as we can win one more game, even if we lose to Atletico Madrid, we can still qualify as the top team."

Pat Rice quietly calculated the goal difference and found that Atletico Madrid's wins were mostly low-scoring games like 1-0 or 2-1, which was incomparable to theirs.

"That's all in December. What we need to focus on now is the North London derby in four days!"

Qin Ming turned his neck.

Since the start of the new season, they haven't faced Tottenham yet, which makes him somewhat unfamiliar with the game.

I wonder if Tottenham has improved this season?

"Take them down!" Bellerin immediately perked up.

He grew up in Arsenal's youth academy, and although he also dreamed of playing for Barcelona, ​​he was undoubtedly very hostile towards Tottenham.

"It seems like they've had a lot of injuries recently?"

"Sanchez asked."

"Tottenham's people love to create smokescreens; who knows if it's fake news?"

Qin Ming had noticed before that Pochettino was dishonest and often gave the outside world incorrect information. For example, not long after the match against Leicester City, he said that Harry Kane, Dembele, Alli and others were injured, but yesterday he fielded his full-strength team against Bayer Leverkusen.

Although the result of the match was not good, they were defeated 0-1 by Bayer Leverkusen at home.

Can Tottenham advance from the group stage this year?

Qin Ming said with schadenfreude.

"It should be fine. Their group is relatively weak. CSKA Moscow, Leverkusen, and Rostov are all capable of advancing."

Morata put on a worried expression, "Unlike our group, which is so strong."

"It's alright. We've already secured our spot in the next round; it's just a matter of first and second place."

Qin Ming didn't expect the Champions League journey to be easier than he had anticipated.

When the draw was first held, he thought it would be a fierce battle to escape the group of death between Atletico Madrid, Borussia Mönchengladbach and Monaco.

"Perhaps this year's results will be quite good."

Qin Ming muttered to himself.

The following day, a bombshell news broke in the football world: Cristiano Ronaldo and Real Madrid extended his contract until 2021, with the release clause rising to 10 billion euros and an annual salary of over 2000 million euros.

Not only that.

Infantino proposed expanding the World Cup to 48 teams, but this was met with strong opposition from the European Club Association.

France Football: The shortlist of the top 11 players for the 2016 Ballon d'Or will be announced on November 23!
Real Madrid is not going to let anyone poach Ronaldo.

As Qin Ming browsed the news, he muttered, "I wonder where I'll rank in the Golden Globe Awards."

He previously thought the top three were a sure thing, but this year is a major tournament year, and the results of the European Championship will definitely have a huge impact on the selection.

Moreover, team achievements are more likely to outweigh individual achievements.

Therefore, even if he breaks the Premier League goal record and has titles such as the league, community shield, and league cup, he cannot guarantee that he will be ranked in the top three.

"Hey! Why think so much? Just keep moving forward!"

Qin Ming patted his thigh and stood up.

The Emirates Stadium was packed with people on November 6.

The North London derby is a highly anticipated match in the entire football world because the hatred between the two teams is ingrained in their very bones.

When Arsenal won the title last season, Tottenham fans stayed home.

But they still remember the cheers and laughter outside, and the deafening sounds of fireworks, so they came here today with unwavering confidence.

"North London is white!"

You will never be as good as us!

"."

Tottenham fans on the streets chanted loud slogans amidst the rousing team anthem.

"Bai Baihe?"

"You are just extras in North London!"

Arsenal fans and Tottenham fans exchanged insults across the police cordon.

"Look at our hall of fame, it's full of champions, and you have nothing!"

A cartoon-style contrasting poster was held high by a gunman.

In bars, on the subway, and on the streets, fans from both teams kept talking non-stop, while at this moment, inside the press conference room at the Emirates Stadium...

"Arsenal is a historic club with excellent players and coaches."

Pochettino then changed the subject, saying, "But football is never a game based on paper strength."

Although Tottenham's recent performance hasn't been great, the North London derby is different.

We can't afford to lose to Tottenham/Arsenal.

This statement is the best proof.

the other side.

"Tottenham? Yes, it's an important game, but more importantly, it's about showcasing our football philosophy. Whoever the opponent is, we need to play in Arsenal's style – fast, sharp, and respectful of the game."

Wenger is more accustomed to emphasizing the game itself.

After all, he has some idol image to maintain and doesn't want to make any overly inflammatory remarks.

"But the entire Tottenham team believes this match is crucial!"

The reporters in the audience pressed for an answer.

"Well, when you haven't won the league title in fifty years, the derby becomes everything. For us, it's just a key game in a long season."

Wenger shrugged.

Tottenham Hotspur last won the league title in 1961.

It's much worse than Arsenal's situation.

Although Arsenal frequently finished fourth for a decade after their unbeaten season, everything changed last season.

Tottenham, on the other hand, are still hovering between third and sixth place in the Premier League.

At present, it seems that winning the league title is a distant goal for Tottenham.

The reporters' lips twitched upon hearing this.

No wonder Ferguson disliked Wenger so much; the French coach had a very sharp tongue.

Even without any profanity or declarations.

"Now broadcasting live the 11th round of the 2016-17 Premier League season!"

Arsenal host Tottenham!

The broadcast camera focused on Qin Ming. Mertesacker had not yet returned, but Cazorla was in the starting lineup. However, the captain's armband was still on Qin Ming's left arm.

Arsenal players tacitly accepted this situation.

"You know what, ever since Qin became the captain, he has rarely wronged others."

Cazorla whispered from the back of the line.

He doesn't care much about being captain; he just wants to play the football he wants and win as many honors as possible.

"Indeed, it's making me a little uncomfortable, but I will carry on his name!"

Morata held the caddie's hand with his right hand and raised his left elbow, swinging it a few times.

Once both teams were ready, Qin Ming walked to the referee's side and casually glanced at Lloris.

"I want the league logo side."

he said softly.

"Then I want the other side!" Lori seemed a little annoyed at being ignored, and raised her voice to try and get attention.

Snapped!
The coin was tossed into the air by the referee, spinning as it fell to the ground.

Qin Ming looked down and saw the coin under the spotlight; the Premier League lion logo was clearly visible.

"Right to kick off."

After Qin Ming finished speaking, he walked to the sidelines of the court and took a group photo with his teammates before the game.

"What the hell are you pretending for?!" Lori spat fiercely.

He also remembered the season before last, during the Europa League knockout stage, when Kyle Walker was the backdrop for the game, and he wasn't much better off.

From that moment on, he had absolutely no good feelings towards Qin Ming.

Now, the two have become the captains of rival teams, and he harbors even more malice towards Qin Ming.

"Keep an eye on him today!"

"Lorry said coldly to Kyle Walker."

“I know.” Kyle Walker nodded vigorously.

This season, he can clearly feel that his defensive skills have improved, and his strength, speed, has also increased to some extent.

He definitely wouldn't be too embarrassed to face Qin Ming again.

The electronic screen at the top of the stadium displays the starting lineups for both teams.

Tottenham's 4-1-4-1 formation. Goalkeeper: Lloris

Guards: Danny Rose, Vertonghen, Wimmer, Kyle Walker
Midfielder: Dier

Midfielders: Eriksen, Dembele, Wanyama, Son Heung-min
Forward: Harry Kane
Arsenal maintained their 4-2-3-1 formation, but compared to the match against Borussia Mönchengladbach, key players such as Sanchez, Kante, and Qin Ming were all fielded.

"The match has begun!"

"Can Qin Ming, nicknamed 'Tottenham's nemesis,' maintain his perfect record against Tottenham?!"

"coming!"

Zhan Jun watched the screen expectantly.

On the field, the two teams have a century-long rivalry, and there's no need for them to test each other.

The pace was fast right from the start.

Even though Arsenal is used to controlling possession at the start and then slowly advancing to look for scoring opportunities.

They played much more directly today.

Snapped!
Qin Ming received a cross pass from Cazorla, and Son Heung-min and Kyle Walker pounced on him like hungry tigers.

He glanced at Wanyama and Dell, who were also moving closer to him.

"Shoot to the other side!"

Qin Ming made a decision instantly, pulled the ball behind him, and passed it back while carrying Son Heung-min.

Upon hearing this, Monreal immediately launched a long diagonal pass.

The ball flew towards Sanchez on the right wing. Facing Danny Rose, the Chilean player used a flying kick-like motion to stop the ball before making a powerful dribble.

However, Vertonghen's defensive cover was timely.

"I'm here!"

Bellerin made a run down the wing and raised his hand to ask for the ball.

Sanchez did not hesitate upon hearing this.

There's not much space in the middle, so let's continue along the side road.

Snap! Bellerin took the ball, dribbled a couple of steps, spotted Morata's position, and passed the ball to him.

High ball!
Morata originally intended to attack the goal directly, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Qin Ming making a run forward.

"Qin!"

He passed it on without hesitation.

"The opportunity is not good!"

Just as Qin Ming was about to accelerate, Kyle Walker closed in.

This prevented him from touching the ball.

"Tottenham's goal-line kick!"

"It's clear that Pochettino's defensive strategy is to focus on marking Qin Ming!"

"For this reason, they can even allow the intensity of their attacks on the right flank to decrease!"

"Moreover, Kyle Walker's speed advantage will indeed cause trouble for Qin Ming!"

"I wonder how Arsenal will make the adjustments?"

Qin Ming turned around and saw Kyle Walker's smug expression, but ignored him and walked over to Cazorla to talk.

What he meant was simple.

A well-timed pass will amplify Kyle Walker's advantages.

So he prepared to strike at the feet.

Cazorla nodded to indicate that he understood, and Tottenham took the goal kick from the wing.

The ball was passed around several times before finally reaching Dembele's feet.

Belgian players often possess unique talents, such as De Bruyne's passing and Hazard's dribbling breakthroughs.

Dembele is no exception.

He averages 4.3 successful dribbles per game, ranking first in the Tottenham team and second in the Premier League.

"Such exquisite footwork!"

"Coquelin has been beaten! Kante covered quickly, Dembele has lost possession!"

"wrong!"

Just as Kanté was about to pass the ball forward, Wanyama suddenly blocked his way.

Possession changed hands again.

The midfield instantly became a meat grinder. Diergawanyama's midfield averaged 3.1 tackles per game, which is higher than Kanté and Coquelin in the Premier League.

Snap! The ball was finally caught by Wimmer and lobbed to Eriksen on the wing.

A top Premier League assist provider delivers a first-time cross.

"Harry Kane!"

"Tottenham's lethal attacking weapon! Is there a chance with his back to goal?!"

"He dribbles past Van Dijk and fires!"

Qin Ming saw Cech make the save and immediately stopped and turned around.

Kyle Walker was always by his side.

Inside the penalty area, Van Dijk got a touch and headed it to Monreal.

The Spanish full-back immediately sprinted with the ball.

"Santi!"

Son Heung-min chased back very quickly, and Monreal felt he couldn't control the ball, so he had to stop abruptly and pass it to the onrushing Cazorla.

Qin Ming glanced at Kyle Walker, then changed direction and pretended to run towards the middle.

"Follow!"

Lori shouted as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Damn it!" As soon as Kyle Walker moved, Qin Ming suddenly stopped and pulled him to the side.

Snapped!
The football was passed over in the next second.

Qin Ming passed the ball to his front and noticed that Kyle Walker was smart; he didn't rush to steal the ball after losing his position, but instead focused on controlling the paint first.

"Be careful!"

Cazorla noticed that Son Heung-min was chasing after them and quickly reminded him.

On the court, Qin Ming dribbled into the penalty area and faced Kyle Walker head-on.

The latter recalled an unpleasant experience.

When he saw Qin Ming's center of gravity sway and his feet seemed about to move, his nerves twitched like a taut bowstring.

Swish!
He instinctively stretched out his foot.

But the image reflected in the pupils was that the football seemed to be magically guided by the feet, tracing an elegant trajectory.

Threading a needle in a cross shape!

Kyle Walker's heart was instantly filled with gloom.

"Oh shit!"

Lori, standing in front of the door, started cursing loudly; what he feared most had come to pass.

Amid gasps of surprise at the Emirates Stadium.

Qin Ming had created enough space, and when he looked up, he saw Lori's face, which seemed to be filled with panic.

boom!
He also noticed the commotion behind him, which he assumed was Son Heung-min chasing after him.

I won't give the South Korean striker a chance to disrupt things.

He aimed at the far corner and curled a shot, which, with a dull thud, sent the ball flying through the air, spinning wildly.

Swish!
Lloris made a desperate side-dive, but still couldn't reach the ball heading straight for the corner.

1-0! ! !

Goal!!!

"Tottenham's nemesis scored a goal in such a brilliant way in the 24th minute!"

"Look at what amazing moments Kyle Walker, his personal backdrop, has provided this time!"

"Tottenham will suffer another defeat at the Emirates Stadium!"

Paul Dutton roared.

After scoring, Qin Ming pointed to the fans in the North Stand and patted the team badge on his chest.

"Gunman!!!"

After he shouted those words, the fans cheered in unison.

"Forward! Forward! Forward!"

His teammates rushed over, with Cazorla even clinging to Qin Ming. "Amazing! I remember you used this trick before, I didn't expect Kyle Walker to fall for it!"

"Santi, you're wrong about that!"

Morata deliberately put on a stern face and corrected, "Some things can't be prevented just by knowing them, like the simplest shoulder drop change of direction."

"Alvaro is absolutely right!"

Qin Ming nodded with a smile.

Avenue to Jane.

This statement also applies to football. Some players don't need fancy moves; simple changes of direction and shifts in weight can make them move with impunity.

However, I prefer the feeling of performing magic tricks with my feet.

There's no inherent superiority or inferiority; they're simply different in terms of technical characteristics and personal pursuits.

(End of this chapter)