Football: Three sure-fire weaknesses in every match!

Time was ticking away during the match.

However, Juventus maintained control of the tempo throughout.

The black and white jerseys pressed forward relentlessly.

The overall formation is the premise.

Their passing and possession have been firmly locked down in front of Sampdoria's penalty area.

He Wei's tone already carried a hint of helplessness:

"We can see the current situation on the field..."

"Juventus practically pinned Sampdoria down near their penalty area and launched a siege."

Xu Yang nodded in response:

"Yes, the space was compressed to a very small size."

"Sampdoria will be surrounded by multiple players as soon as they get the ball."

Before he could finish speaking...

On the field.

Bruno Fernandes has just received a pass in the middle.

Before I could even turn around...

One person on the left is closing in!

One person is blocking the line on the right!

There was someone closely interfering with me from behind!

"here we go again!!"

He Wei's voice tightened.

Bruno Fernandes attempts to shield the ball.

He slipped and twisted his foot.

I wanted to force myself to turn around.

But the ball had only shown half its body...

Snapped!

It was stabbed right off!

Juventus successfully counter-pressed and won the ball back on the spot!

"oops!!"

Xu Yang couldn't help but sigh:

"This is too difficult!"

He Wei's tone was low:

"As soon as Bruno Fernandes gets the ball..."

"It was almost three players coming at the same time to steal the ball!"

"This level of pressure is an immense test for him!"

Xu Yang continued:

"And we actually saw this kind of scene last season too."

"That's how Juventus used high-pressing against Sampdoria back then!"

"Keep attacking and keep accelerating!"

"This ultimately led to the complete collapse of Sampdoria's defense, resulting in that 0-5 defeat."

He Wei paused for a moment.

Then his tone lifted slightly:

"but--"

"We should still have high hopes for Bruno Fernandes."

"He's still very young!"

"And they possess exceptional technical skills and vision!"

"This level of oppression..."

"If he can gradually adapt and find a way to break through..."

"That will be a qualitative leap in his development!!"

……

On the field.

B-Fei gritted his teeth.

They quickly turned back to pursue them.

A hint of resentment had crept into his eyes.

Meanwhile.

On the other side.

Lin Qi's space for maneuver was also being compressed smaller and smaller.

Juventus did not overlook him.

Quite the contrary!

We attach great importance to this!

Leonardo Bonucci.

This is a tall center-back who is nearly 1.9 meters tall.

At this moment, it was almost right next to Lin Qi.

The positions are close together.

Close-quarters combat.

Strong resistance.

Whenever Lin Qi wanted to start it.

Bonucci always manages to get into position immediately.

They even used their bodies to block it.

"We see that Juventus specifically assigned Bonucci to mark Lin Qi."

Xu Yang offered his analysis.

"This is a very targeted arrangement."

He Wei added:

Bonucci is a key central defender for the Italian national team!

"His strengths are very obvious."

"Excellent sense of location!"

"Strong ball-passing ability!"

"Extremely strong ability to read the game!"

"Furthermore, their physical combat skills and air superiority capabilities are top-tier!"

Xu Yang nodded:

"However, he is not without weaknesses."

"His turning speed is relatively average."

"It can be a bit difficult to deal with agile strikers at times."

"But the problem is—"

He looked towards the field.

He paused for a moment.

"Lin Qi is only about 1.75 meters tall."

"Juventus coaching staff clearly believe..."

"Use a center-back of Bonucci's physique and experience to mark him!"

"That's more than enough."

……

Sidelines.

Allegri kept his hands in his pockets.

His expression was calm.

His thinking was very simple.

Lock up B fee.

Cut off the transport.

Then use a defender of Bonucci's caliber.

To suppress Lin Qi's room for maneuver.

A two-pronged approach.

He thought coldly to himself:

"No matter how amazing you are..."

"No ball."

"You can only stand there and watch."

……

The competition on the field became increasingly intense.

Lin Qi, however, gradually found his rhythm amidst this pressure.

to be frank.

He actually prefers facing defenders like Bonucci.

tall.

strong.

Experienced.

But it is inherently bulky.

Their defensive logic is very clear:

Use positioning, engage your body, and use physical contact to restrict your turning.

The problem is...

Lin Qi has never been the kind of striker who needs to turn around when he gets the ball.

All he wanted was a moment of space.

Even half a step.

……

On the field.

Lin Qi suddenly activated it again.

Pretend to advance.

The next second, it suddenly pulled horizontally.

Bonucci paused in his tracks.

The body's center of gravity is noticeably sluggish.

"Damn it..."

He cursed inwardly.

We immediately turned back to pursue them.

This is not the first time.

The past few minutes.

Lin Qi has made several feints to break the offside trap.

Some of them were really sprinting.

Some of them are just feints.

It's hard to tell the truth from the fake.

Bonucci had to give it his all every time.

Even if it's just a test, he wouldn't dare to gamble.

Gradually.

His breathing began to quicken.

Her cheeks were also slightly flushed.

The rhythm was gradually disrupted.

"Soon."

Lin Qi understood perfectly.

A defender of this caliber.

They won't easily make silly mistakes.

But as long as pressure continues.

Continuous disturbance.

That defense line will always develop cracks.

……

On the stands.

The Juventus fans' voices continued to drown out the noise like a tsunami.

"BOOOOOOOOO——!!!"

Whenever a Sampdoria player gets the ball.

Boos erupted immediately.

It's as if they're trying to completely destroy their rhythm with their voices.

But they didn't realize it.

There is one person on the field.

It doesn't rely on rhythm at all.

Lin Qi is a striker of this type.

There is no need to continuously participate in the attack.

Frequent ball touches are not required.

He only needs one chance.

And once it occurs.

That seemingly solid defensive line.

It could be torn apart in an instant.

Time passed by, second by second.

The match has entered its middle stage.

Lin Qi almost always hovered near the offside line.

Sometimes left, sometimes right.

Sometimes forward, sometimes backward.

Like a lurking hunter.

patience.

calm.

The ball never came to his feet.

But that doesn’t mean he was useless.

in contrast.

Every off-the-ball movement.

They are all draining the defenses' attention.

They are both disrupting each other's positioning.

Bonucci is clearly starting to struggle.

His stance was no longer as composed.

Their steps gradually became disordered.

Several judgments.

There was even hesitation about moving ahead of schedule.

"It's fake again..."

He gritted his teeth.

Sweat was already forming on his forehead.

And Sampdoria's teammates.

They saw it all at that moment.

No one thought Lin Qi had disappeared.

No one felt that he wasn't involved.

Quite the opposite.

They just felt that they weren't good enough.

It was his own fault that he couldn't get the ball to Lin Qi's feet.

There's no way to turn that fleeting opportunity into a real threat.

B Fei glanced at Lin Qi again.

His eyes showed obvious resentment.

"Just give him a kick..."

That's enough.

The problem is that he doesn't even have room to look up right now.

……

Juventus maintained firm control of the game.

But He Wei's tone in the commentary booth had begun to change slightly.

"Although Sampdoria is currently under pressure..."

"But we must also see..."

"Lin Qi has consistently been a distraction for Juventus' defense in the attacking third!"

Xu Yang nodded in response:

"That's right."

"Although he rarely gets the ball, his off-the-ball movement is very active."

"And his several attempts to beat the offside trap..."

"This has made Juventus' central defenders hesitant to push too far forward."

He Wei then added:

"This actually leaves some room for Sampdoria."

"As long as the midfield can get the ball out smoothly!"

"Opportunities are always possible!"