Football: Three sure-fire weaknesses in every match!

Lin Qi finished reading it.

His eyes lit up slightly.

This time.

It was completely different from the previous two times.

It wasn't a header.

It's not a dragon.

It wasn't even a penalty kick.

Instead, it's a flanking maneuver from behind.

the easiest.

It is also the cruelest.

For a team that has lost its composure, is down to ten men, and whose goalkeeper has lost confidence.

The most fatal thing is often not a flash of genius.

Rather, it's the kind of thing that everyone knows should be guarded against.

But you just can't prevent that kick right in front of the door.

Lin Qi looked up and glanced at AC Milan's defense.

really.

Zapata is now almost constantly watching him.

His eyes were terrifyingly fierce; he was now emotionally devastated and his mind was no longer on his ball skills.

It was as if they couldn't wait to rush up and knock Lin Qi over.

Romagnoli positioned himself more cautiously.

No longer press forward easily.

On De Sciglio's side, because they are down to one player, they must cover both the flanks and the half-spaces.

As they moved back and forth, their steps became noticeably heavy.

As for Gabriel in front of the goal.

He was still outwardly shouting orders to direct the defense line.

But Lin Qi could see it.

He prepares for every attack.

Everything is a little slow.

It's not that my body is slow.

It's because my heart is slow.

That penalty kick just now.

This made him hesitant to make a judgment.

Lin Qi let out a soft breath.

Then he glanced at B.

B.Fee was also watching him.

Their eyes met.

Lin Qi remained silent.

He simply raised his hand and pointed it very lightly backward.

B-Fei paused for a moment.

Then he raised an eyebrow slightly.

understood.

Muriel was still wandering on the left, not far away.

He was already getting a little bored.

Because after Sampdoria took the lead, he didn't get many chances to get the ball.

But you can see B suddenly glance in his direction.

Muriel immediately perked up.

Opportunity?

He likes this kind of time the most.

The other side is in a hurry.

Be quick.

As long as you give them space.

That's time for happy football.

Eighty-ninth minute of the match.

AC Milan attempted another attack in the attacking third.

Keisuke Honda received the ball on the right flank. Facing Torreira's pressure, he did not force a turn but instead passed the ball to Suso.

Suso Necce.

The left foot is trying to circle to the far corner.

But this time Skriniar blocked the angle in advance.

The ball hit his leg and bounced off.

Praet won the second point.

"Sampdoria has the ball again!"

He Wei's voice immediately rose.

AC Milan currently lacks sufficient players to track back defensively!

Praet didn't rush to lead the way.

Instead, it was handed over to Lin Qi, who was retreating from the middle lane.

Lin Qi catches the ball!

For an instant.

The air in San Siro seemed to tighten.

Zapata pounced immediately.

Kuzka also approached from the side.

Almost all AC Milan players had the same thought:

We can't let him bring it anymore!

Absolutely not!

He Wei also became nervous:

"Lin Qizhong gets the ball!"

"AC Milan is now very afraid of his direct attacks!"

"Zapata is up!"

Lin Qi stopped the ball.

There was no acceleration.

There was no change in direction.

It didn't even rush forward.

He simply stepped on the ball lightly.

Turn your body halfway.

It's like they're waiting for B to come and pick them up.

Zapata dared not make a move rashly.

The shadow of what just happened is still lingering.

He could only lower his center of gravity and stare intently at Lin Qi's feet.

Kuzka didn't dare to pounce too aggressively.

They were afraid of being humiliated by the bull's tail again.

then.

AC Milan's central defensive line.

He was completely captivated by Lin Qi alone.

Right now.

Lin Qi tapped his heel lightly.

The ball is passed to B.

Bruno Fernandes keeps the ball in play.

Direct lateral transfer!

"Move!"

Xu Yang shouted.

"Sampdoria didn't attack the mid lane!"

The ball crossed the midfield area.

Roll quickly to the left.

Muriel is in operation!

The moment he received the ball, there was only De Sciglio in front of him.

De Sciglio was already very tired.

But they still stepped forward immediately.

Muriel grinned.

It felt like I had finally found a script I liked.

He first moved the ball to the outside.

De Sciglio followed.

next second.

Muriel suddenly slowed down.

His body swayed.

Then push the ball forward with your right foot!

Not completely outmatched.

Instead, they forcefully created half a passing space.

De Sciglio stretched out his leg to block.

Half a beat too late.

Muriel sweeps the ball across with his left foot!

Low, flat ball!

The ball skimmed along the grass and crossed from the left side of the penalty area!

He Wei stood up instantly:

"A low cross!"

"At the door!!!"

Gabriel instinctively wanted to strike.

But he took a step and then stopped.

I'm afraid the front point will be missed.

I'm afraid someone might touch the middle lane.

They were afraid that their attack would come to nothing.

It was this moment of hesitation that made me hesitate.

The ball slid past him.

No one touched it at the front.

Romagnoli's foot was just an inch off target in the middle.

Zapata suddenly turned around.

His expression changed instantly.

Back!

Lin Qi had somehow already bypassed the middle route!

It wasn't a very aggressive sprint.

There wasn't much movement.

Like a silent shadow.

He slipped behind everyone and into the most dangerous position.

He Wei's voice almost cracked:

"Lin Qi!!!"

"Back point!!!"

Lin Qi faced the rolling ball.

The ball was not stopped.

No adjustments were made.

With a gentle push of the right foot.

The football rolled into the empty net from point-blank range.

Swish.

The net trembled slightly.

It's very light.

But it was like a heavy hammer blow.

It shattered the last vestiges of San Siro's illusions.

"Goal!!!!!"

He Wei roared out loud.

"Three to zero!!!"

"hat trick!!!"

"Lin Qi completes a hat trick!!!"

"At San Siro!"

"Facing AC Milan!"

"He completed his second Serie A hat-trick in his career!!! And in two consecutive games!"

Xu Yang could no longer speak in complete sentences.

"So clever!"

"That was such a clever shot!"

Everyone before him thought Lin Qi was going to do it himself!

"The entire AC Milan team is focused on preventing his central breakthrough!"

"Then Sampdoria suddenly attacked down the wing!"

"Muriel sweeps down a low cross!"

"Lin Qihou ordered an encirclement!"

"This is a killer!"

"A real killer!"

He Wei's voice trembled with excitement:

"In the first half, he showed the world with his header that he can dominate the air like a center forward!"

"In the second half, he created a penalty with a midfield explosion, showing the world that he can break through like an artist!"

"And now..."

"He once again used the simplest, most cold-blooded, and most deadly encirclement at the doorstep to tell the world!"

"The ultimate significance of a striker is not that every goal he scores is spectacular."

"But when the ball comes to the goal."

"You'll always be there!"

The camera focuses on Lin Qi.

He didn't run away immediately.

He was just standing at the back.

Looking at the net.

Then slowly open your arms.

This moment.

The boos at San Siro seemed to have been drained.

All that remained was the frenzied roar of the away team's fans.

His teammates rushed towards him from all directions.

Muriel was the first to arrive.

He pounced on her and shouted:

"Did I pass it well?!"

Lin Qi nodded with a smile.

"pretty."

Muriel immediately turned to the others and shouted:

"Did you hear me!"

"Mr. Hat Trick complimented me on my beauty!"

B Fei ran over and hugged Lin Qi tightly.

"This time you're finally acting like a normal striker."

Lin Qi glanced at him.

"Was something wrong with me before?"

B-Fei remained silent for half a second.

Then he nodded very honestly.

"Something's definitely not right."

Torreira also rushed up.

This time he wasn't shy.

He immediately hugged Lin Qi tightly.

"hat trick!"

"You've done another hat trick!"

Lin Qi was surrounded by his teammates.

I looked up at the stands.

The blue and white corner had completely boiled over.

……