Starting with Milan as a central defender

Chapter 139 Fuck Diego Costa!
Calderon Stadium.

The game restarts.

Balotelli kicked off and knocked to Kaka.

Then move forward quickly.

Atletico Madrid immediately launched a well-organized defense in the frontcourt.

Turan rushed up quickly, Diego Costa and Garcia retreated to the center circle arc to help defend.

Kaka found that the forward pass line was completely blocked.

Continuously avoid Turan
Just about to speed up, a new defender appeared in front of him again.

If viewed from God's perspective.

It will be found that Atletico Madrid has formed three defense lines from front to back, and the distance between each line is almost equal, forming an orderly defensive formation and defense line spacing.

"Atletico Madrid's defense is in place, so that Milan can't find space to move forward when organizing the attack, and can't go deep into the dangerous area. It's hard to score goals."

In desperation, Kaka could only pass the ball to the teammates who came to meet him.

De Jong made a long pass without stopping the ball.

"To play behind Atletico Madrid's defense"

Balotelli predicted the landing point and ran with great strides.

Godin was very bold and turned around directly.

The two had a fierce confrontation.

Balotelli felt like he had hit a wall.

The Uruguayan Iron Warriors are not called for nothing.
But Balotelli had an idea, and he fell to the ground and stretched his feet.

"A wild imagination!"

"Go straight to the ground and shoot!"

However, due to Godin's interference, he failed to make a replacement.

The football flies slowly towards the goal.

Courtois takes the ball down with ease.

regardless of character
There's really nothing to say about this kid's technical level.

"Milan's attack was deflected."

The situation on the field gradually became clear.

The 15th minute of the game.

Facing Suarez's pressing, Shalawi passed the ball back to Essien.

Garcia rushed over and confronted directly.

His physical fitness is not weaker than Diego Costa.

Essien lowered his center of gravity and resisted abruptly.

But Gabby skims from the side.

Unknowingly snatched the ball away.

"The tacit understanding is too high!"

"Milan is in danger!"

De Jong quickly filled his position.

Milan's formation began to shift to the right.

As the brain of Atletico Madrid's midfielder, Gabi is responsible for both forward and side splitting.

It can be said that he is the "Xavi" of Atletico Madrid.

Pass the ball directly.

As precise as a scalpel.

"Split sides!"

Turan retracts and pulls Abate.

Fran moved forward.

"Atletico Madrid switched to attacking on the right and adjusted quickly"

Mex could only push out again, he had to.

Otherwise, let the opponent play the bottom
You must know that Atletico Madrid is different from Barcelona.

Both Diego Costa and Garcia are good headers.

Fran dribbled the ball and rode away.

Soon into the best attack zone.

Qin Yun commanded the defense line to retreat, constantly analyzing the opponent's thinking.

Cork on the left, Costa in the middle.
"Mex has absorbed previous experience, and the defense is very stable!"

Fran was slowing down slightly, pretending to pass back.

But suddenly thrust forward.

"Beautiful breakthrough!"

"Go straight to the far end!"

In an instant.

Diego Costa makes a wild forward move.

Like a mad beast.

No scruples about physical strength.

The football sticks to the turf and flies along the established track.

Just right at the foot of the target.

"Qin Yun, predictive defense!"

The Spanish striker unloaded the ball on the right and made a kick to shoot.

But the focus is on the front.

He thought he would be able to create a one-handed chance.
But Qin Yun seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and moved ahead of time to compress his space for holding the ball.

Followed by.

The pictures that appeared on the pitch made everyone amazed.

Diego Costa lightly steps on the football.

Pull back hard.

Push to the right again.

The action is natural.

Smooth to the extreme.

Perhaps this is the sense of the ball hidden in the bones of Brazilian players.

Qin Yun exerted strength with his left foot and followed up simultaneously.

Don't look at Costa's five big and three thick, but his foot skills are definitely world-class.

The two danced a rough dance at the front of the penalty area.

Diego Costa smiled hideously.

The right foot buckles in again.

"Zhang Fei's embroidery. Thickness and fineness!"

Allegri felt weak all over, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Simeone is ready to kneel and celebrate.

The moment Costa touched the ball again.

Qin Yun moved!

Muscles all over his body were tense, and his left foot slammed on the turf.

Turn and step forward.

Like a ferocious tiger.

Jumped directly.

Boom!
Diego Costa felt a blur in front of his eyes.

The whole person was overturned to the ground.

The football under his feet is also missing.

"What a steal!"

Zhan Jun was stunned
"hey-hey!"

There was an uproar!

Diego Costa's left leg was sore, and he kept rolling while covering his face.

The Atletico Madrid players immediately put pressure on the referee when they saw the situation.

Studio.

Pop-up screen.
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【666! 】
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[So ruthless, I like it so much! 】
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[To deal with a dirty ratio like Costa, this is the way to go! 】
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[Hard to hard, but there is no suspicion of foul play. 】

"The referee signaled the game to continue!"

Qin Yun didn't stop, he just dribbled the ball forward on his own.

The Atletico Madrid players reorganized their positions in an instant.

Qin Yun felt as if he had fallen into a swamp.

Cut off from teammates, left in isolation.

How to connect the formations together?

It was too late to come up with an answer, and Atletico Madrid's counterattack came in an instant.

Qin Yun kicked the ball away.

Godin and Miranda did not give Balotelli a chance, the former harassed and the latter easily controlled the ball.

side of the field.

Allegri just stood up, then sat back.

No matter how strong Qin Yun's defense was, it could not solve the disadvantages of offense.

Kaka is more suitable for speeding up the attack, and the organization is considered a weakness.

Shalawi as well.
De Jong and Essien's planning ability is also average.
If only Pirlo was still in Milan!

Allegri couldn't help but start fantasizing.

"Do you want Qin Yun to do the work of the organization?"

Tassotti tried to speak.

Allegri did not answer, only when Tassotti was desperate for medical treatment.

Can anyone do that job?
The other side.

"The defensive level of Milan's No. 13 is really good."

"But he has to stop there."

Simeone sighed.

"Boss, heat map."

Boggs was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"It's useless to look at statistics in football!"

Simeone was full of confidence, and suddenly felt that he had overlooked something.

at the same time.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Costa got up from the turf silently.

He glared at Qin Yun viciously and bumped forward.

Who knew that Qin Yun had been prepared for a long time and pushed forward with all his strength.

Costa gasped and pretended to be nonchalant.

"Atletico Madrid and then fall?"

"After all, the previous intensity was too high, and they are not iron men"

The Milan players also breathed a sigh of relief.

The opponent's successive attacks created a lot of pressure.

Time is also constantly passing.

Qin Yun also seized the time to analyze how to deal with Atletico Madrid.

Maybe he was going in the wrong direction from the start.

With Milan's current manpower ratio and strength, it is simply impossible to connect the fragmented games that have been cut.

(End of this chapter)