Starting with Milan as a central defender

Chapter 211 Diving into defense!

New Water Arena.

Balotelli was so arrogant that he ran to the sidelines, raised his hands and pointed at his ears to signal the fans to make the noise louder.

"Next, we need to continue to put pressure on the opponent's defense and penetrate with appropriate long and short passes."

"If the opponent lets their formation retreat in order to maintain close contact, our backcourt will play very easily."

Qin Yun was successful and returned to his own half, saying with a smile.

"oh, I understand now."

Pirlo rubbed his chin and looked at Qin Yun curiously. When they met in the league before, it was obvious that this kid didn't have a high presence on the offensive end.

But it’s completely different now. My feeling is very obvious, because he is much more relaxed than in the European Cup two years ago.
the other side.

The atmosphere among the Dutch players was slightly cold.

Robben had a vein popping up on his forehead and he was under siege for nearly 30 minutes. As a result, his opponent took the lead, which he couldn't accept.

I don't know what happened, but I suddenly remembered the several opportunities that Robin Persie wasted.

"Don't be too nervous. Just follow the coach's instructions before the game and keep in touch with your teammates."

De Jong patted De Vrij on the shoulder.

As he gets older, his mentality has also changed, and he no longer relies on violent fouls as much as before.
Apart from the Champions League final last season, he rarely had any injuries.

And De Jong also understands that the level of his own defense is not high, and it is not easy to achieve this level.

The opponent is still too strong
De Vrij hesitated to speak. He had also maintained strict discipline in accordance with Van Gaal's requirements.

But the final result was that he was scored by his opponent.
To be honest, he believed that his frontcourt was not pressing well enough and was broken through too easily, which led to the collapse of the overall formation.

He looked at Huntelaar on the bench with his peripheral vision. He didn't dare to say these words. Who knew if there were sticks in the locker in the locker room?
Although the security check before the game is now in place, it is still better to be cautious. He hesitated for a long time before saying: "Well, I will be more vigilant, sorry."

The mid-race circle reopens.

Van Persie knocked Robben across the middle circle.

The football was moving quickly again.

"Learning from previous lessons, the Dutch team started to move forward slowly without taking any risks."

"With less than 15 minutes left before the end of regular time in the first half, the Dutch team still has a chance to equalize the score!"

The Italian players retreated quickly and steadily, controlling the rhythm very cleverly.

Firstly, not giving the opponent room to speed up, and secondly, maintaining the integrity of one's own formation.

Balotelli stood leisurely in the center circle.

Devry threw the rat weapon, fearing that his opponent would repeat the same trick, so he didn't dare to take the initiative.

From God's perspective.

The Dutch formation is stretched and the links between them are weakened
The Netherlands still plans the offensive from the right.

Kuyt advanced with the ball, Robben received it in the middle, and Verhacher pushed forward from the edge.

The other players also move closer to the same side and maintain flexible movement among each other to form an effective offensive advancement group.

All offensive rhythms are dominated by Sneijder.

Another old man with thinning hair, through constant movement, became the core support point and transit point.

Provide more side cooperation and forward connections to ensure connection and benefit stacking with the wing team's offense.

Yes, he is Robben.

His current position is more like a midfielder
"Robben inserted into the ribs!"

"Sneijder, a beautiful pass, instantly changed the direction of attack from the wing to the center!"

"A chance for the Dutch team!"

The sudden increase in speed did not disrupt the Italian formation.

De Rossi presses from the side.

Robben suddenly changed from action to silence, cleverly provoking the outside, and even dribbling the ball past De Rossi's side and down the wing.

"Beautiful breakthrough!"

"My teammates cooperated with each other, continuously shifted the direction of attack, and successfully created space on the right!"

"Advance quickly with the Dutch formation!"

"Full-back Verhacher once again rotates to the center to fill Robben's vacancy!"

"Simple movement contains deep tactical concepts!"

"The Netherlands under Louis van Gaal are stronger than they were four years ago!"

Robben dribbles the ball straight to the baseline.

Chiellini is very experienced. He is half a step behind, blocking the inside line, and at the same time preventing the opponent from making a pass.

Robben took advantage of the situation and made a direct pass.

But Old Man Luo is famous for his crippled legs.
The left foot is at the level of a superstar, and the right foot is at the level of an ordinary star.

But the cross didn't have much impact.

"It's a half-high ball!"

"That's the most annoying pass defenses make."

The football moves quickly and goes straight to the front of the penalty area.

Van Persie's movement was very smart and he went around to the front.

De Sciglio did not dare to move too much and could only interfere in a subtle way from behind.

This level of confrontation was not enough to call a foul.

Van Persie also understood and fell to the ground and stretched his feet forward.

Snapped!
The football flew back into the penalty area.

"Pretty!"

"The Dutch attack is not over yet!"

Sneijder looked at the half-height football. There was absolutely no chance of stopping and shooting again. He had to find another way.

A flash of light!
His body fell and his chest hit forward.

boom!
With a muffled sound.

The football flies to the left of the goal.

Dutch fans couldn't help but stand up.

However, a figure stretched to the extreme and suddenly appeared.

Buffon!

Italy’s last iron gate!
I saw him stretch out his left palm and move it outward with force.

"World class saves!"

"Wall of Sighs!"

"Buffon saved Italy!"

In the New Water Source Arena, there are endless voices of regret.

The Italian penalty area suddenly became a mess, and I don't know how many legs stretched out towards the football.

In the end, it was Qin Yun who reacted fastest and took the lead.

"The Dutch attack stopped there and they were very close to equalizing the score."

"But unfortunately, lady luck was on the opponent's side."

"The quality of the clearance was not high and the ball was won by Blind."

"The Italian formation starts to press outwards?"

He Wei didn't finish his words.

Blind immediately got into his stance and sent a precise long pass.

In the expectant eyes of Dutch fans.

The football was like a rainbow, flying over the opponent's defense and falling quickly.

at the same time.

I don't know when Van Persie will show up.
Everyone immediately thought of that imaginative diving goal.

Also at the New Water Source Arena, it was Blind’s long pass, and it was Van Persie too.
Will it produce the same result?

Van Gaal's face was as flat as a lake, but he held his hands tightly.

As long as he can score this goal and enter the halftime break with a tie, he will have enough time to adjust.
The chances of winning this game are still very high!

Van Persie kicked the turf with both feet, like a nimble koi.

Top strikers have a premonition before scoring a goal
Van Persie had a strong premonition at this time.

can enter!

His body leaped into the air, and a blue figure suddenly flashed out of the corner of his eye.

Who?
His mind was filled with questions and he had an extremely absurd idea.

No way?
in the spotlight.

The spotlight seemed to be on Italy's No. 13.

I saw him flying into the wind.

The black hair danced wildly, dripping with crystal clear sweat.

First come first!

boom!
Football draws a beautiful arc.

Buffon was stunned and watched the football fly out of the baseline.

"Qin Yun!"

"Full of imagination, a shocking rescue!" "I can't even imagine it with my own eyes!"

"He beat Van Persie the way Van Persie did!"

The Dutch players were stunned.

The Italian players were also confused.

Everyone looked at the young man who fell on the turf with mixed feelings in their hearts.

Chiellini came back to his senses, quickly helped Qin Yun up, and asked with concern: "How are you, you didn't fall?"

"It's okay, the turf on this site is good, very suitable for diving to the top!"

Qin Yun brushed off the grass clippings on his clothes and grinned from the corner of his mouth to his ears.

Normally he doesn't have the chance to do this kind of thing
Honestly, it's pretty cool.

Van Persie lay on the turf and began to doubt life.

He finally understood how Robben felt.
De Jong hung his hands in the air, thinking it was a wonderful rescue, and subconsciously wanted to applaud in celebration.

Suddenly I remembered that I was not in the club
He waved his hands downwards, showing an expression of regret and regret.

Then he lamented that his acting skills were not as good as before, when he could laugh and kick Xavi Alonso
Robben was extremely unhappy.

In his opinion, it is obvious that he can stop the ball and then single-handedly
After several consecutive attacks were blocked, he began to feel anxious.

If he was defeated by Qin Yun's club and national team, he would probably lose sleep at night.

I don’t have much hair, so staying up late is a big no-no.

Gently brushing the few hairs on his head, Robben made up his mind to do it himself next time.

side of the field.

Van Gaal finally couldn't keep calm.

Long siege but no goal scored
Wasted opportunities will be punished!
If the Netherlands can have a good central defender, all problems will be solved.

There is no time to be upset.
He started thinking about how to adjust at halftime.

Just one goal behind, stabilize the rhythm first, and then wait for opportunities to attack.

The other side.

"Beautiful, I really want to open Qin's brain and see what's inside, which can actually make him make such a wonderful rescue."

Pullande punched hard.

Lupert's eyes twitched, thinking that the boss's taste was quite strong.

in the stands.

Italian celebrities clinked glasses with each other and cheered loudly.

Totti was extremely emotional.

Back then, he could barely suppress Qin Yun, but now he has no confidence at all, and he really refuses to accept it.

Nesta smiled happily, "He won't retire the No. 13 jersey, right?"

Maldini felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this, and said in a sour tone: "Oh, I don't know if those in my family will have the opportunity to restart the No. 3 jersey."

Several Milan veterans started to reminisce over the beer.

Baresi suddenly said, "How about restarting the No. 6 jersey?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell into silence. They turned to look at the Milan legend and felt a turmoil in their hearts.

Milan's No. 6 jersey represents perseverance in adversity and one person, one city.

The person wearing it does not need to be the protagonist on the court, does not need to win many golden goals, or even roars loudly, even silence can infect everyone.

It is the symbol of Milan!

"The Dutch team's left corner kick was taken by Sneijder."

"The quality is too poor, Buffon picked it for nothing!"

"There is obviously a problem with the mentality of Dutch players. They must adjust in time, otherwise they are very likely to be kicked out."

"Italy's quick counterattack, Buffon quickly throws the ball to the right!"

Abate stopped the ball, turned around, and advanced along the sideline.

Wijnaldum quickly made a move.

Abate found that the intensity of his opponent's frontcourt press was weakening and there were more receiving points nearby, so he decisively hit the middle.

"There is a problem with the Dutch players' frontcourt pressure!"

"Pirlo!"

Sneijder and Kuyt came at each other.

But the former seems to be half a beat slower due to physical problems.

Pirlo was keenly aware that his right ankle was shaking slightly.

Snapped!
The football emerged from the gap.

"Precise diagonal thrust!"

"The timing is very precise!"

At the football track terminal.

Italy No. 13 appears on camera.

The body leans slightly.

Complete adjustments before passing in an instant.

Balotelli charged like a rhinoceros, heading straight for the opponent's backcourt.

Shalawi suddenly changed direction and ran sideways.

The Dutch defense quickly retreated.

De Vrij followed suit and wanted to stick to Balotelli.

God's perspective.

The Dutch midfield and backcourt were disconnected, leaving a wide space.

Van Gaal's face turned red, "Don't retreat without thinking!"

He was completely overwhelmed.

The full-backs haven't returned from high-post activities yet, so how can they retreat?
Isn’t this giving up space?

He couldn't wait to play by himself!

This wrong judgment may send the Netherlands to hell.

Snapped!
Unexpected.

The football did not rise off the ground.

Instead, it rolled quickly against the turf and passed by De Jong.

Like a sharp blade, the last connection between the Dutch midfield and the backcourt was cut off!

"Big mistake!"

"The Dutch centre-backs have had a long-standing problem with blocking. Since Van Buron and Khorst retired, there have been no new players on both sides of the back who can take charge of their own duties. As a result, no one can make an accurate judgment when encountering this situation!"

"Shalawi!"

"Can easily catch the ball and turn around, and have plenty of space to choose the direction of attack!"

"Three on three in the frontcourt!"

The Dutch players rushed back to defend.

But Shalawi has already dribbled the ball towards the penalty area.

Balotelli compresses the defense.

Marchisio made a circle and supported from the left.

Blinder couldn't move away.

Leave de Vrij and Flair behind.
Dutch goalkeeper Cillessen roared loudly.

"Don't fucking back away, you're almost back through the door!"

Flair woke up from his dream and rushed forward to press for the ball.

This run gave way to the side space.

Balotelli was not polite and sluggish.

"Shalawi didn't sloppily pass the ball!"

"Balotelli took a direct kick and shot with great force."

clang~
A crisp sound.

The football hit the left post and bounced off the baseline.

"The goalpost saved Holland!"

"This time, Lady Luck is on their side!"

"The camera was shown in the stands, and the Italian fans seemed unable to imagine the scene in front of them!"

Beep-beep!

The referee blew the whistle at the end of the first half!
Balotelli held his head in frustration.

Why is the luck so bad?

He had already thought about his celebration, and this was what happened.

Van Gaal covered his chest and took several deep breaths before he recovered.

Studio.

Barrages are flying.
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[Isn’t it possible to shoot directly into the far corner? 】
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[I suspect Balolit didn’t even think about it and just kicked it casually! 】
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[Cillessen’s position is inside and he can easily block the ball with his feet. 】
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[If we lead by two goals, with Italy’s concrete defense, we have a high probability of winning the game. 】
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【God wants to help the Netherlands】

　Thanks to Kaka’s fans for the tip!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)