Football: Three sure-fire weaknesses in every match!

Bruno Fernandes, at 21 years old, delivered a textbook-perfect pass!

He stood near the center circle, and with just a slight tilt of his body and a flick of his toes, the football tore through the opposing defense like a scalpel.

His maturity far exceeded his age.

"nice shot!"

In an instant, the coaches on the sidelines nodded in unison.

Muriel received the ball and immediately started his run!

He dribbled the ball straight into the penalty area, as if he had been launched into the air!

Goalkeeper Pugioni decisively rushed out to block the angle before Muriel could shoot.

This was a perfect one-on-one opportunity.

On the sidelines, James Paul had already nodded slightly, and even his next move was automatically calculated in his mind:

"Push to the far corner, game over."

Almost everyone thought so, including Muriel.

He even subtly adjusted his step at the last step, the movement as elegant as if he were taking a slap.

Then... he kicked.

Bang!

A muffled thud!

The football flew out!

It drew a very beautiful, very smooth, and also very outrageous arc!

It grazed the outside of the far post and flew straight out of bounds!

...

The air was silent for three seconds.

then.

"??????"

The sidelines erupted instantly.

"They're not even going in?!"

"Muriel, what are you doing?!"

"Dude, are you going to pass this to the stands?!"

In the uniformed group, some people squatted down with their heads in their hands, some laughed so hard they couldn't stand up straight, and some even stomped their feet on the spot.

Even Bruno Fernandes, who had just delivered the through ball, couldn't help but shrug.

He had an expression that said, "I've already done my limit, what more do you want?"

Muriel stopped in his tracks, hands on his hips, and paused for a second.

He then immediately turned around and gave B a big thumbs up!

Seeing this, B-Fei was so angry he laughed.

The coaching staff began reviewing the play with James Paul.

"The temperature is probably too high."

"Muriel's positioning was fine, and his composure in receiving the ball and facing the goalkeeper was excellent; he truly is a mature striker! His final shot might have been affected by exhaustion!"

"Bruno Fernandes' shot was absolutely brilliant! We really need to consider whether to start him in the new season!"

"How about we put Lin Qi on the field and let Muriel rest for a while? Let's see how well he and Bruno Fernandes fit in."

Giampaolo also had the same idea.

Muriel faced Pugioni, a 35-year-old veteran goalkeeper nearing retirement who had long served as a substitute for Sampdoria.

His reaction speed had long since deteriorated to an unbearable level, and his physical functions had severely declined.

Muriel's inability to score a one-on-one chance has already cost Giampaolo dearly. The kind of South American who can be both brilliant and unpredictable is exactly what academic coaches hate most.

Beep!

After listening to James Paul's tactical instructions, Lin Qi took off his vest and jogged onto the court.

Seeing this, his teammates smiled and encouraged him.

This was Lin Qi's first training session, and everyone felt that the focus should be on getting him used to it, rather than putting too much pressure on him all at once.

Giannis Antetokounmpo shared the same idea.

"Lin Qigang just arrived. He missed almost the entire preseason training. We need to let him gradually understand our tactical system and formation changes."

"Even if he is truly exceptionally talented and jumps directly from amateur to Serie A level, it's impossible to achieve success overnight; he needs a gradual adaptation process."

……

Lin Qi, who was already confident, felt even less nervous seeing that his teammates were quite friendly.

The game continues.

Both sides quickly returned to their positions, followed by more intense running and shouting.

[Vulnerability identified!]

[Target: The enemy's entire defensive line!]

[Status: The opponent's abilities are limited, and they don't take you, a new Asian player, seriously enough!]

[Behavioral Model Analysis: Your shooting stat combined with the "King of the Offside Line" skill will leave opposing defenders bewildered!]

[Triggering conditions!]

Simply stay close to the opponent's defensive line and avoid going off-center!

[Probability of scoring: 95%]

……

then.

In stark contrast to the others, Lin Qijiu lingered near the opponent's back line, sometimes even taking a walk.

The coaches on the sidelines started shouting when they saw this:

"Lin! Run! Why aren't you moving?!"

"Go over there, Lin Qi!"

"Go back and receive passes from your teammates! Be more proactive!"

"Oh my god! Lin Qi, are you so nervous you got heatstroke?!"

They wanted Lin Qi to quickly adapt to James Paul's tactical style, as forwards need to keep running to create space.

These people genuinely hope that Lin Qi can play well; they're all in the same club, a community with a shared future.

If Lin Qizhen can kick the ball out, they will all benefit.

As the game progressed...

People gradually began to sense that something was wrong.

Lin Qi's seemingly casual movement reminded me of an old friend.

Who does it resemble? I can't quite remember right now.

Bruno Fernandes became increasingly surprised as the game progressed. He observed Lin Qi's "strolling" rhythm, as if he wasn't doing anything, but every time he wanted to pass the ball, he could see that Lin Qi was in a "dangerous position".

It's not a sprint, it's not a desperate attempt to gain position.

It's more like...waiting!

At this moment, Bruno Fernandes received the ball in midfield again. He didn't move his feet quickly, but he kept looking up to observe.

He instinctively looked for a passing lane, but his attention was drawn to Lin Qi again!

Lin Qi did not actively ask for the ball, nor did he make any obvious running.

They just slowly wandered along the edge of the defensive line.

One step, two steps...

Stop for a moment, then move again.

It's like playing some kind of rhythm game with the entire defensive line.

B. Fei's gaze gradually changed.

He suddenly realized that Lin Qi wasn't still; rather, every movement he made was a test of the defensive line.

When the defender moves up, he retreats half a step; when the defender relaxes, he suddenly moves forward a step.

Never offside! Yet always sticking to that dangerous line.

Bruno Fernandes almost instinctively lifted his foot... and played a through ball!

The ball went through!

It slid precisely out of the gap in the rear!

And Lin Qi was already there!

No offside! Half a step ahead!

The entire room fell silent for a second!

Coach Giampaolo's eyes narrowed sharply on the sidelines!

He finally remembered.

That feeling... that seemingly idle shadow that can appear at a critical moment!

It sounds just like that name!

A name he was extremely familiar with, even somewhat obsessed with.

Giampaolo's lips twitched slightly.

Almost subconsciously, he whispered:

"...Filippo Inzaghi!"

In the blink of an eye, Lin Qi had already charged toward the goal with the ball, while the defender behind him had just turned around and was a beat too slow.

That half-beat allowed Lin Qi to dribble the ball to the edge of the penalty area!

Goalkeeper Puigioni had his center of gravity extremely low, his arms slightly outstretched, and his whole body resembled a taut bow!

Lin Qi made no unnecessary movements, no feints, and didn't even make any further adjustments!

It's just, lifting your foot...

Bang! ! ~

A clean and decisive shot!

The power was average, and it wasn't flashy, but the angle was so tricky it looked like it had been calculated in advance.

The ball skimmed along the grass and sped towards the far corner!

……