Football: Three sure-fire weaknesses in every match!

Xu Yang suppressed a laugh and said:

"This might better suit the needs of some restaurants and bars."

He Wei explained in a very serious manner:

"Sampdoria is using football to promote public health and civility."

Fan Zhiyi turned to look at him.

"You can even explain this away?"

On the big screen, Ferrero was still giving his presentation with great enthusiasm.

"All products!"

"The game is over for today!"

"Officially available in the official off-field store and on the club's website!"

Limited quantities available!

"First come, first served!"

In the Chinese fan section of the stands, some people were already shouting:

"Leave me two toilet seat covers!"

Upon hearing this, Ferrero's eyes narrowed into slits with laughter.

He knew it.

The idea proposed by Chinese fans is definitely not wrong.

……

Inside the away team's locker room.

The Florence players sat in their respective positions, still able to hear the waves of cheers outside.

Especially when Ferrero announced the Chinese youth training plan and invited the twelve-year-old Chinese girl onto the field, the applause at Ferraris Stadium was almost nonstop.

Someone was drinking water with their head down.

Someone was wiping away sweat with a towel.

Some people stared at the locker room ceiling, their eyes filled with undisguised envy.

Sampdoria and Florence actually have many similarities.

They all left a glorious mark on Italian football.

Both have had truly legendary players.

They all had countless loyal fans.

However, as the golden age of Serie A faded away, both clubs gradually withdrew from the title race and became challengers outside the elite clubs.

To put it bluntly...

They are mid-to-lower tier teams with a strong foundation.

As a result, Sampdoria only had one more player than them this season: Lin Qi.

It was as if someone had violently pulled upwards from my entire fate.

Last season, they almost had to worry about avoiding relegation.

This season they've surged to the top of the Serie A table.

Winning streak in the league.

Powerful families are being decimated one after another.

Tickets sold out.

The store is out of stock.

Global media outlets followed up with reports.

Even the players on the team who originally had little commercial value started receiving a large number of endorsement offers from China because they fought alongside Lin Qi.

The winning bonus has increased.

Exposure has increased.

His net worth has increased.

Its commercial value has also increased.

Which professional player wouldn't be envious of such a change?

Paulo Sousa stood in front of the tactics board, listening to the cheers outside, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He actually always looked down on Giampaolo.

In his view, many of Giannis Antetokounmpo's tactical designs were too rigid.

The ball control wasn't pure enough.

The movement of formations lacks true artistry.

Sometimes they would simply pass the ball to Lin Qi or Bruno Fernandes and then rely on individual abilities in the attacking third to solve the problem.

What kind of famous coach plays like that?

But the problem is...

Lin Qi is really tempting.

Which coach wouldn't want an 18-year-old player who can score goals, break through defenses, shoot from long range, make good runs, and now even lead his teammates to success?

If Lin Qi were wearing the purple jersey today.

Paulo Sousa is even confident that Florence will truly challenge Juventus.

Unfortunately, fantasy is meaningless.

The score is now 2-0 on the scoreboard.

All he can do now is try his best to turn this game around.

Even if we lose in the end, we can't fail to score a single goal.

Paulo Sousa looked at the crowd.

"Tactically, everything that needed to be said was said before the game."

"Making significant adjustments now may not necessarily yield better results."

"So in the second half, the most important thing is confidence."

He raised his hand and pointed to the door of the locker room.

"Did you hear that?"

"The whole stadium is talking about Lin Qi."

"You also saw the teamwork between Lin Qi and Bruno Fernandes on the field."

"But don't let this lead you astray."

"Don't assume that every position on the Sampdoria team is as strong as their attacking line."

Paulo Sousa's tone gradually became more forceful.

"Sampdoria's real strength lies in its attacking line."

"Lin Qi, Bruno Fernandes, Muriel, Schick."

"Plus the connections provided by Torreira and Praet."

"But what about their defense?"

"Viviano is very experienced, but not invincible."

"Sara and Regini's individual defensive abilities aren't strong enough to scare you."

"Silvistre was struggling in a team that was close to relegation last season."

"Skriniar is a young center-back who has just arrived in Serie A."

"Their backline's true level is still the same as last season when they almost fell into the relegation zone!"

These words made many Florence players raise their heads.

Paulo Sousa knew that what he needed was not complex tactics.

Instead, it was about rebuilding the players' confidence, which had been shattered by Lin Qi.

Why did you hesitate to shoot in the first half?

"Because you were intimidated by Sampdoria's attacking performance."

"Subconsciously, I felt that they were all very strong."

"That's wrong."

"The frontcourt is the frontcourt, and the backcourt is the backcourt."

"Be more confident when facing their defenders."

"Attack them as if they were a relegation-threatened team's defense!"

"I dare to spread the word!"

"Dare to run!"

"Dare to shoot!"

At this point, he looked at Kalinic.

"Especially you."

"Nikolai".

"You had a chance in the first half."

"But your shots are still not decisive enough."

"Bati is in the stands."

"A player who plays as a center forward for Florence didn't score a single goal in 90 minutes against Batistuta, how can you be so shameless?"

Kalinic's lips twitched.

Those words are hurtful.

But it is also very effective.

He stood up, his eyes turning fierce again.

"Understood."

"In the second half, I will treat Sampdoria's defenders like those of a relegation-threatened team."

"I won't hesitate once the ball is at my feet."

"You just wait and see."

"I will definitely score."

Bernardeschi also spoke up:

"Give me the ball in the middle."

"When their two defensive midfielders move laterally, there will be space behind them."

"As long as I can turn around, I'll put the ball into the penalty area."

Valero nodded.

"In the second half, we sped up our first pass."

Astori clapped his hands as well.

"Let's pull one back first."

"There's still a chance for the game."

Paulo Sousa felt a little more at ease as he saw the players' eyes light up again.

Regardless of the final outcome.

At least in the second half, we can't let Sampdoria lead us anymore.

the other side.

The atmosphere in the home team's locker room was nothing like the halftime break of a high-stakes match.

Giannis didn't even stand in front of the whiteboard.

A group of players sat together, talking about all the recent business offers from China.

With a piece of cotton stuffed in his mouth to stop the bleeding, Muriel's speech was noticeably slurred.

"My agent just sent me a message."

"A Chinese herbal beverage brand called Wanglaoji wants to sign me."

When he opened his mouth, several people almost burst out laughing.

After losing a tooth, Muriel pronounced some sounds very strangely.

B-Fei, suppressing a laugh, asked:

Why are they looking for you?

Muriel glared at him.

"Because I have commercial value!"