Starting with Milan as a central defender

Chapter 54 The Spiritual Pillar of Inter Milan!
Coincidentally, the locker room next door was also talking about it.

After brewing his emotions, Mazari began to display his unique skill of pyramid selling.

"The core of the tactics remains unchanged. It is still the combination of the two wings and the center. Alvarez can retreat and catch the ball appropriately. Nagatomo Yuto moves more and inserts to create opportunities for Diego. If there is an opportunity from the outside, he can try long-range shots."

"We can do what Liverpool can do. In the second half, we must attack and grab the start. As long as the opponent can't withstand the first wave, then we can keep scoring goals, six goals in three minutes. No, I want five goals in nine minutes!"

After the words fell, there was still no sound in the Inter Milan locker room.

Zanetti and Milito couldn't help but miss that madman, that's the real spiritual blood.

Nothing Mazari said convinced himself, and basically had no appeal.

"Do you know the semi-final of the Champions League in 02? After the game against AC Milan, I was in a state of unspeakable tension for two weeks. At the Gentile training base, on the street, with friends, anywhere. All I could think about was those two games, two draws, being knocked out."

"I say this not to tell you how painful it is to lose a game, but to let you know how much you regret when you lose because you didn't try your best."

As the old captain of Inter Milan and also the spiritual pillar, Zanetti stood up.

Milito glanced at the faces of all the players in the locker room without even blinking, "There are 45 minutes left, don't let yourself regret it."

The Inter Milan players looked at the two of them blankly, with scorching flames gradually rising in their eyes.

Mazari didn't think that the majesty of his coach was offended, but he felt that this team seemed to be a little different.
Amidst the cheers of [-] fans, the two teams returned to the pitch again.

As soon as Qin Yun walked out of the player tunnel, he found that his opponent's mental state seemed to be a little off.

isn't it?
Why do I keep encountering spirit monsters recently?

Klopp is a German and has a talent for speech.

You Mazzari are pure Italian!

Qin Yun only felt tired. He thought that the second half would be an abusive game and it would be easier, but judging by the situation, it might be another fierce battle.

So he solemnly said to his teammates: "Be vigilant, Muntari and De Jong pay attention to the space protection in front of the defense line!"

After the start of the second half of the game, Inter Milan quickly spread the ball in the center and front field, and it was still a tentative attack on the two wings.

The game was extremely decisive this time, and the previous situation of hesitating and stopping did not happen again. All players actively stepped in and wanted to help the team recover from the unfavorable situation.

Jonathan was pressed by Montolivo as soon as he dribbled the ball. He didn't stick the ball or show his skills, and directly passed the ball to Cambiasso who followed up on the left.

Muntari quickly filled his seat. It has to be said that Uncle Jiong's preference for black and hard is somewhat reasonable.

In just 47 minutes of the game, Muntari's running distance has reached 6.76km, moving from the front midfielder to the back midfielder, covering a huge space after completely losing the opportunity to move forward.

This black boy relies entirely on his strong muscles and excellent lung capacity to play football, but when facing a strong opponent like Inter Milan, this set can really have a miraculous effect.

Cambiasso is very uncomfortable now, there is no room for passing the ball, as if stuck in nougat.

You must know that he has always relied on physical fitness to wear down his opponents, and now he has also tasted the bitter fruit.

The two entangled for a while, Cambiasso seized the opportunity to pass back, Kovacic caught a time difference, and swept the ball directly to the left without stopping.

Nagatomo seized the space pulled by his teammates, unloaded the ball on the sideline, then quickly started, and began to toss his two short legs along the sideline.

The speed of Abarth beside him is not inferior at all, and there are even faint signs of overtaking.

Qin Yun moved his position to prepare for defense.

Changyou Yudu glanced at the figure behind him from the corner of his eye, the rhythm changed again, and he wanted to speed up the soup again.

Abarth speeded up at the same time, and came a mirror version of Ma Shi's wing shovel, which was accurate and ruthless, and directly kicked the football out of the sideline.

"Ignazio, well done!"

Qin Yun couldn't help cheering for Abate's steal this time. He believed that even an old horse couldn't find any faults.

That little devil's two short legs still want to go fast, doesn't he know that Abarth is [-] meters in [-] seconds and [-] seconds?

Abate got up and grinned, and patted his chest, you are not making progress alone.

If you exclude Kaka, he is actually the old man of Milan. The first half of the experience was also very rough. He became famous at a young age, the second generation of Milan, and made his debut as a winger. He made his Serie A debut at the age of 17. Later, he suffered a lot.

While the two were chatting, Nagatomo was still lying on the side of the field. He couldn't count how many times he fell today. The jersey on his body had already been stained by green grass juice, which meant that the blue and black couldn't be seen.

Why is it always against me?
"Inter Milan sent the ball out of bounds, Nagatomo took the ball, hey. De Jong and Muntari defended, very beautiful coordinated defense. The football encountered De Jong's foot and bounced to the top of the arc of Milan's penalty area under the competition between the two sides. Isn't Inter Milan's luck too?"

Watching the football rolling towards him, Milito stepped forward to catch the ball and quickly turned around. He knew that it would be very difficult for him to pass Qin Yun with his back, and he had to fight head-on.

Qin Yun's position was relatively close to the right side, so he didn't have time to go up to grab it, so he simply went back to the penalty area and blocked the only way for Milito.

The Inter Milan fans in the North Stand cheered up. This scene is very familiar. Three years ago in the Champions League final against Bayern, Milito wiped Van Buyten on the edge of the penalty area and scored from the far corner.

All the eyes of the audience were focused on the red and blue figures in the penalty area. Will that scene happen again?
Qin Yun backed away slowly with his hands behind his back, looking directly into his opponent's eyes
Milito touched the ball continuously on the outside of his instep, suddenly his figure flashed, his movements were huge, and he pretended to break through from the inside.

Qin Yun followed decisively
The hearts of the Milan fans were immediately chilled.

Milito secretly thought that Qin Yun was still too young, and his focus was a little casual.

The movement of the feet did not stagnate at all, and the right foot buckled inward.

Outside!

"Beautiful breakthrough! Diego, he is the sharpest spear in the world!"

Tramontana changed his posture and subconsciously stood up.

But no one thought that Qin Yun also feinted his shot, moved only half a step to the left, and then swooped in the opposite direction again.

"A beautiful prediction! Qin Yun, he is Milan's strongest shield!"

Crudelli perfectly reproduces the words of his old enemy.

Qin Yun reckoned that the distance and timing were about the same, so he decisively shoveled.

And Milito gritted his teeth and exerted his strength again, wanting to overtake the ball.

"it's not finished yet!"

(End of this chapter)