Football: Three sure-fire weaknesses in every match!

He Wei nodded.

"Professor Xu Yang's explanation was very professional."

"Some cracks don't appear on the ground immediately."

"But it may have already appeared in people's minds first."

On the field.

Sampdoria regained possession of the ball.

The rhythm has indeed changed.

Bruno Fernandes with the ball.

The urgency to find Lin Qi that I had before was gone.

He first passed the ball horizontally to Torreira.

Then pass it back to the center-back.

He then moved to full-back.

Chamfer back and forth.

He was as calm as if he were doing rhythm training.

They have a one-goal lead.

The entire Sampdoria team visibly became more composed.

Don't rush to press it.

No rush to take risks.

There is no absolute chance.

Let time flow by.

He Wei immediately noticed the change.

"This is the mature way to handle things after taking the lead."

"You don't necessarily have to keep attacking relentlessly."

"You need to make the other person start to get anxious."

"Let the time at San Siro become the pressure for AC Milan."

In the stands.

The home team's fans were getting restless.

Boos began to appear.

Scattered angry curses also reached us.

"Kick it!"

"What kind of thing is it to only send back data!"

"These people are shameless!"

"So you stop attacking when you're leading by one?!"

Some people even waved towards the field.

They signaled to the referee to intervene and stall for time.

Xu Yang smiled.

"This actually shows that Sampdoria made the right move."

"You're making the home fans anxious first."

"That pressure will then be transferred to the home team players."

A few minutes later.

Milan finally lost possession in midfield.

Ricardo Montolivo controlled the ball perfectly.

He passed the ball across to Kuzka.

Then move it to the right side.

The ball came to Keisuke Honda's feet.

Honda slightly turned his body when he stopped the ball.

I glanced up and looked around.

It didn't stick to the ball immediately.

He passed the ball back to Montolivo with the arch of his foot.

He quickly withdrew inward.

Montolivo sends another straight shot.

Bonaventura kicked the wall and knocked it back.

The three people conducted the transmission continuously.

The lines are clear.

The rhythm is crisp and efficient.

next second.

The ball is back at Honda's feet.

Position: Right side of the edge of the penalty area.

In that instant.

He did not hesitate any longer.

Spread your left foot out.

Lower your body.

His signature power-building movements were clean and crisp.

boom! !

The ball suddenly rose after skimming the grass.

It drew an extremely tricky arc.

Head straight for the bottom right corner!

Viviano dived to make the save.

The entire stadium of fans had already stood up.

But the football ultimately grazed the outside edge of the right post.

It hurtled out of bounds!

A tremendous sigh instantly echoed through San Siro.

"Why----!!!"

The sound was like waves crashing against a wall and then receding.

He Wei's voice also rose in pitch:

"A beautiful long-range shot!"

"Very close!"

"Keisuke Honda's kick was of extremely high quality!"

"It's only a few centimeters off!"

Xu Yang nodded:

"That's the ability of a star player."

"When positional warfare fails to break through."

"A single pass from a midfielder or forward can often solve the problem."

The camera immediately pans to the stands.

Sure enough, there were quite a few fans waving Honda posters and banners.

Someone was wearing a number 10 jersey.

Some girls even put photos of Keisuke Honda on their faces.

He Wei then said:

"As far as I know."

"This match is being broadcast live simultaneously by multiple television stations in Japan."

"Many Japanese fans also came to the scene specifically to cheer on the team."

"Keisuke Honda is clearly holding back a lot of energy today."

"He wanted to prove his worth in front of his compatriots who had come from afar."

The camera returns to the scene.

Honda stood still.

She gently pursed her lips.

Then he raised his hand.

He gestured an apology to his teammates.

The gesture was very brief.

The meaning is quite clear:

I got anxious just now.

That shot was of good quality.

But the choice may not be the best.

He nodded again to Montolivo.

This indicates that you will continue to organize patiently next time.

Honda's expression remained calm.

His gaze was just more focused.

he knows.

Now is not the time to be stubborn.

Instead, we should focus on this match.

We'll take it back little by little.

……

Time slips away amidst this tug-of-war.

The last minute of first-half stoppage time.

AC Milan attempted to press forward again.

But Sampdoria's formation was very tight.

The middle lane is blocked.

The quality of crosses from the flanks was also limited.

The referee checked his watch.

Raise your hand.

Beep!

Another sound.

Immediately afterwards, a third long whistle pierced the sky above San Siro.

The first half is over!

AC Milan 0-1 Sampdoria.

The away team players quickly walked toward the players' tunnel.

Many of the home team players remained standing.

Someone was panting with their head down.

Someone looked at the scoreboard with a serious expression.

He Wei's voice rang out at just the right moment.

Halftime is over.

"This was a very substantial 45 minutes."

"The score is only one goal."

"But it contains a tremendous amount of information."

"First of all, congratulations to Lin Qi."

"Another goal has been scored in this match."

"The team has already scored 6 league goals this season!"

"These are amazing statistics for a young player making his debut in Serie A."

Xu Yang took over the conversation.

"But I also have some concerns."

"AC Milan's restrictions on him were very clear today."

"There was significantly more physical contact than in the previous two games."

"Pulling, bumping, blocking, and constant small movements."

"This type of competition doesn't necessarily mean you'll get injured."

"But it's extremely physically demanding."

"It's very tedious."

The camera focuses on the entrance to the passageway.

Lin Qi had sweat on his forehead.

His breathing was noticeably more rapid than in the previous two games.

He Wei nodded and continued:

"And we'll be able to see this match."

"Lin Qi has already started running a lot."

"Off-the-ball movement, dropping back to receive the ball, counter-attack sprints, and aerial duels in the penalty area."

"This is different from the previous style of kicking that relied more on instantaneous bursts of speed."

"This indicates that the difficulty of the competition is increasing."

"This also shows that his opponents are forcing him to offer more."

Xu Yang spoke earnestly:

"So here's the question."

"How long can his physical reserves last?"

"Sixty minutes?"

"Seventy minutes?"

"Will they be able to hold on until the end?"

"This will directly affect Sampdoria's tactical choices in the second half."

He Wei's voice rose slightly.

"certainly."

"Lin Qi has already told us this in the previous few matches."

"Never set a ceiling for his performance too early."

Will he bring another surprise in the second half?!

Let's wait and see!

……

VIP private room.

Sampdoria owner Ferrero's expression was priceless.

To be precise.

It was a mixture of joy and anger.

The good news is that the team is ahead of the powerhouse AC Milan.

What's infuriating is...

The moment the goal was scored.

He didn't see it.

Because my phone rang.

Then the second phone rang.

The third phone then vibrated.

After he finished answering a round of phone calls in frustration.

The celebrations were already in full swing.

The score became 1-0.

Ferrero was so angry he almost threw his phone on the carpet.

"My own team scored!"

"How could I, the boss, not have seen it!"

"Is this even acceptable?!"

The high-ranking executives nearby were barely suppressing their laughter.

No one dared to respond.

But soon.

Ferrero's mood shifted back.

He started waving his phone with a smug look on his face.

"Do you know who called just now?"

"They're all Chinese brands!"

"They all want to sponsor us!"

He held up his finger.

Take attendance like reading a menu:

"Kang's apprentice instant noodles!"

"Wa Niu Ha beverage!"

Ant Sports!

"Li Ling, exercise!"

"Dongge Mall!"

"And there's Mijia Technology, which makes smartphones!"

"Each offer is higher than the last!"