Football: Starting from the Ronaldinho template

Chapter 76 The Rainbow Above Weidenfeller's Head!
So, is it possible to take advantage of Dortmund's slower pressing to create opportunities for threatening passes?

When De Bruyne thought of this, he winked at Qin Ming, signaling him to seize the opportunity to advance.

Qin Ming raised an eyebrow, indicating that he had received the hint.

In the following match, De Bruyne began to consciously wait when he had the ball, allowing Dortmund's formation to push forward without them realizing it.

The game reached the 16th minute.

The situation changed drastically.

Weidenfeller suddenly realized that his team had pushed their defensive line forward by nearly 10 meters in order to maintain the integrity of their formation.

However, he overlooked this, which caused him to become disconnected from the defense.

What to do with the gaps in the middle?
The next second his premonition came true. De Bruyne received a pass from Maranda, his brown pupils reflecting the emerald green grass and that conspicuous space.

The Belgian player met the ball with his right foot and delivered a long, over-the-top pass.

Fast, ruthless, and accurate!

The ball flew over Dortmund's defense in a deadly fashion, falling like a rainbow to where he had anticipated.

Amidst the noisy and chaotic atmosphere at the scene, Qin Ming quietly squeezed into the frame.

Blocking his way was Weidenfeller, who had abandoned the gate.

Although Weidenfeller's recent stats have been terrible, his instincts as a top goalkeeper haven't disappeared; on the contrary, they've been amplified under pressure.

The German stared intently at Qin Ming's raised foot, raising his hands to maximize the interception area.

He's going to shoot!

Weidenfeller was certain in his heart that his decisive attack had bought him time and given Qin Ming less opportunity to adjust.

That leaves only one option.

But just as he was preparing to receive the shot, his mind was shaken by the scene before him.

No shots on goal!

The moment Qin Ming's left foot lightly touched the ball, the entire penalty area became his stage.

The football traced a perfect parabola through the air and passed over Weidenfeller, who had raised his hands in surrender.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Ming accelerated again to catch up with the football and pushed it toward the empty goal.

0-1! ! !

"The goal went in!"

"De Bruyne's sudden long pass over the top, Qin Ming's unexpected forward run, and his effortless chip over Weidenfeller!"

"A calm yet imaginative dribbling style added a lot of flair to this goal!"

Wolfsburg scored first in the 16th minute!

Westfalenstadion.

Qin Ming ran to the camera in the corner flag area, put his hands together on one side of his cheek, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Because Christmas is just around the corner.

He made a promise with his teammates to give Wolfsburg fans a Christmas present.

This goal was arguably the best option.

"Qin, what were you thinking before you lobbed the ball? If it were me, I would have shot directly."

"Dost, the bald Dutchman, touched his forehead and asked."

"Actually, my logic is very simple. Think more, do more, and don't make hasty or arbitrary moves just because the opponent is getting closer."

Qin Ming shared his experience.

Dost nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

But after seeing Qin Ming's slender figure, I felt like a tank.

He silently gave up the idea of ​​learning and imitating.

He's not the kind of player who can pull off fancy moves; he should stick to being a target man.

Unlike the joyful atmosphere at Wolfsburg, the Dortmund players were silent, their faces filled with unhappiness.

Before the match, Klopp did try to motivate them, but people can't stay excited forever.

Humans can develop antibodies against chicken blood.

Listening to those grand pronouncements, they felt not excited, but rather mentally exhausted.

This is where the role of a spiritual leader becomes apparent. Without Reus, no one can step up, and the team's demoralized atmosphere cannot be alleviated.

The camera pans across the coaching bench at the sidelines of the court.

Klopp took off his baseball cap and ruffled his hair, which he hadn't washed in days. His gaze swept over the Dortmund players before finally settling on the smiling young man.

Energy and happiness. That was Klopp's first impression, and he couldn't help but think that.

If Qin Ming had joined Dortmund instead of Wolfsburg, would it have changed the unhealthy environment within the team?
Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs" in this world.

Klopp took off his glasses, rubbed his face, and shouted with forced energy, "All players, get running! Put pressure on the opponents, force them to make mistakes, we need to play fast!"

Mkhitaryan nodded numbly. In fact, when a person loses too much, their energy and spirit will be gone.

There is only one way to boost morale: a resounding victory.

A resounding victory awakened the hidden passion within the team members.

"For the first 20 minutes after the restart, Wolfsburg continued to control the tempo of the game, and Dortmund were unable to contain De Bruyne."

"And under his methodical organization, Wolfsburg has created several opportunities."

"Dost's header hit the crossbar, Perisic's shot was blocked by Ginter. Qin Ming, on the other hand, didn't make a sound."

On the court, Qin Ming wasn't silent; rather, he was being closely marked by Schmelzer, who never left his side.

Klopp's assessment of Schmelzer was: "He reminds me of myself when I was young."

He has no extraordinary talent but works very hard.

Moreover, when players like Götze and Lewandowski left the team, he resolutely signed a long-term contract.

"so annoying!"

Qin Ming had just moved into the middle lane, ready to receive Ding Ding's through ball, when he noticed that Schmelzer was following him.

Since that's the case, he glanced at Vierinia behind him and gestured for her to make a run down the flank.

He would then take Schmelzer with him.

Just as he was about to do so, good news came from the left flank.

Rodriguez and Perisic had played together for a year and a half, so their understanding was naturally excellent; they completed the advance with two simple one-two passes in a row.

Mkhitaryan's body was too weak, and when he tried to engage in a confrontation, he was knocked down by Rodriguez.

As for Dortmund's right-back Piszczek, at his peak he could defend against Ronaldo one-on-one on the wing, and his speed and physical strength were not inferior to his opponents.

It's worth noting that the last player who could contain Ronaldo was Gustavo during his time at Bayern Munich.

However, Dortmund's poor form has meant that Poland's once-mighty defensive line is no longer what it used to be.

Perisic made a false step with his left foot and then went for a powerful dribble.

He never did anything fancy; his sword was drawn cleanly and decisively.

Piszczek failed to keep up with the first step.

Perisic crosses from the byline!

"Perfect landing point, find Dost!"

"Smash it for me!"

"Beautiful! The Dutch striker scores with a header, extending Wolfsburg's lead!"

The Wolfsburg fans in the away stands were cheering, and Dost's grin stretched almost to his ears.

He never imagined that he, who was originally a substitute, would score nearly 10 goals.

He was well aware of the reasons behind it.

Wolfsburg's formidable midfield, with Qin Ming, De Bruyne, and Perisic each possessing unique strengths, makes them virtually unstoppable for opponents.

When they make a breakthrough or deliver a pass, they become the ones who get the easy basket.

"Ivan! I love you!"

Dost makes a heart shape.

Perisic silently walked away, found Qin Ming, and said, "Have you noticed that this bald guy has been leaning a bit towards being gay lately?"

"You just found out?"

Qin Ming deeply agreed.

(End of this chapter)