Football: My AI System Provides Max-Level Predictions-Chapter 75 Creating Opportunities + Quick Free Kicks! A Revolutionary Change in the Game!
Chapter 75: Chapter 75 Creating Opportunities + Quick Free Kicks! A Revolutionary Change in the Game!
Speaking of Lulic, he was like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, intending to give Tang Long a firm challenge.
Unexpectedly, with just a gentle sway, his opponent got past him!
Getting past would have been acceptable.
A midfielder can’t go a whole match without being beaten once.
But this was a nutmeg!
Every professional player’s favorite move is nutmegging someone, but they hate being nutmegged themselves.
Lulic suddenly turned his head, blood rushed to his brain, and he charged at Tang Long!
However, he still adhered to some sportsmanship, not daring to make a sliding tackle.
A resounding slap of an "iron sand palm" landed on Tang Long’s shoulder, sending him crashing to the ground.
The referee blew the whistle!
This yellow card was indisputable, a typical tactical foul.
"Damn, the card came out too fast," Lulic gloomily glanced at his teammate, "Parolo, you’re on him now!"
The situation intensified in an instant with two yellow cards in a short period.
Tang Long got up slowly.
He felt as if the entire Lazio team was targeting him.
Hostile gazes poured in from all directions.
"Nice one, just like that, well done!" Lazio’s coach Pioli applauded.
Tang Long squinted his eyes at him.
This old fox, you sure are cunning.
Constantly changing players to target me, switching once they get a yellow card.
I bet if all three midfielders get yellow cards, you’ll either switch to another defender to continue or bring on a substitute, right?
This isn’t a viable strategy; though the opponent’s yellow cards cause them losses, only making them concede will be a real loss!
What’s more, the match is nearing 60 minutes.
There’s not much time left for Inter to make a comeback!
Tang Long conceived a plan.
The disruption of this attack did not dampen Inter’s offensive momentum.
Three minutes later, they came back with full force!
This time, the attack was initiated by defensive midfielder Gualin.
He made full use of his physical advantage, using his back against the opponent, controlling Handanovic’s long ball.
Gualin, with a back like a rock, crashed backward, pushing Ledesma two meters aside!
In the past, Gualin would have dribbled past on his own.
But he passed the ball to the nearest Tang Long!
"It’s yours now, I’m moving forward!" Gualin sprinted away.
The eagerness to score quickly spread among the Inter players.
Tang Long dribbled forward, spotting an open Yuto Nagatomo on the right—get the ball to him!
The Japanese wing-back Yuto Nagatomo’s fundamentals were solid; he controlled the ball steadily, advancing and observing.
"Look at me here!"
Tang Long sprinted over.
Beside him, Parolo stuck to him like glue.
Seeing Tang Long marked so tightly, Yuto Nagatomo didn’t force a pass but used Tang Long’s drag, decisively cutting inside!
"Watch the center, guard the center!"
Lazio midfielders Ledesma and Lulic quickly converged inward.
Even Parolo, sticking to Tang Long, began to move inward since the central area was a major threat with Gualin and Podolski dropping back.
Especially Gualin’s powerful long shots, which couldn’t be ignored.
Unnoticed, Tang Long quietly slipped behind Lazio captain Ledesma.
Yuto Nagatomo glanced at Tang Long, understanding immediately.
He feigned a pass to Gualin but at the last moment flicked his ankle, sending the ball toward Tang Long!
Ledesma’s head was filled with coach Pioli’s pre-match instructions: "Once Tang Long is on the field, never let him take the ball unchallenged!"
He took a step, attempting to block Tang Long’s position.
But before he could fully block the position, Tang Long’s heel softly tapped the ball in the opposite direction, and he leaned into Ledesma’s embrace!
Crap...
Ledesma shuddered, trying to dodge as if discarding a hot potato.
But how could he escape?
"Ju—"
The referee rushed to the scene, showing Ledesma a yellow card.
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"Ah, referee, I didn’t touch him, he fell towards me on his own!" Ledesma’s voice was trembling.
"I saw clearly; your leg tripped Tang, directly blocking his advance. The penalty is justified!" the referee spoke sternly.
Tang Long got up from the muddy grass, high-fiving his teammates.
Thinking of using yellow card tactics to disrupt our attack?
I’ll have one of yours sent off. Fun, isn’t it?
With the match at the 65th minute, Lazio was now playing with ten against eleven!
Inter had a free-kick opportunity.
The distance was just right, and Podolski stood before the ball, glancing at the goal. The referee whistled; the free-kick shot was blocked by the wall!
The referee whistled again, signaling a Lazio player in the wall touched the ball with their open arm, awarding Inter a free-kick on the edge of the penalty area.
Fortunately, the referee was lenient this time, not giving a card.
Seeing their captain sent off and Inter awarded two consecutive free-kicks, Pioli scratched his head in frustration, bewildered by the reverse in fortune.
"Now we’re a man down, all-defensive! Lulic fall back, Stephen pay attention to converging in, and you, De Vrij..."
Pioli didn’t have the chance to fully deploy tactics for playing a man down during the stoppage.
A thought flashed swiftly through Tang Long’s mind—
He suddenly placed the ball on the ground, bent down, and kicked it!
Luckily, Podolski noticed Tang Long’s quick play, darting past the stunned defender De Vrij, scoring in the near corner!
The referee hesitated, contemplating for 2 seconds, then signaled the goal was valid!
"What? How did that happen, how was there a goal?"
"It seemed to be a quick free-kick!"
"Hahaha, the scoring Podolski rushed toward Tang Long at once, meaning Tang Long took the kick, I was fooled, couldn’t see clearly!"
"Lazio players gathered around the referee to protest!"
"The referee firmly declared the goal valid!"
"In fact, if the referee hasn’t specifically told the taker to wait for the whistle, a quick play is allowed, not against the rules!"
"The first free-kick that resulted in the red card required a whistle but not the second one!"
"The Slow Motion is out, see, it was indeed a quick free-kick by Tang Long!"
"How did he think of that, what a smart move, truly a genius player!"
Lazio coach Pioli was completely bewildered!
He stood there like a wooden figure.
The captain just got sent off, now another goal conceded?
This is unfair!
Mancini was exhilarated, high-fiving assistant coach Herrera in celebration!
"Our chance is here, we’ve got an opportunity!"
As Tang Long swiftly retrieved the ball to the center circle,
substitute forward Bonazzoli was already on the sidelines doing high-knee exercises!
At 66 minutes, Mancini used his final substitution.
Replacing defensive midfielder Medel with forward Bonazzoli!
Upon entering, Bonazzoli bowed slightly to the ground, then crossed himself on his chest.
"Run more, you’re fit," Tang Long high-fived him, "Remember, no run, no gain, run and there’ll be opportunities!"
In Milan, sitting at home watching the live broadcast, Icardi felt a pang of jealousy.
That kid got to play!
While I’m still watching the game on TV!
Trailing 0-2, this situation requires a forward to score to make a dramatic comeback!
I want to play too!
Due to a red card, Icardi was suspended for one league match, feeling restless watching the game.
His wife Wanda, dressed in a white lace nightgown, her hair tousled, walked out of the bathroom.
"Darling, why so antsy, what’s the matter?"
Icardi kept rubbing his chest with both hands, groaning in frustration: "It’s killing me, I need to play, I want to shoot, I can’t hold back!"
Wanda’s mouth subtly twitched, showing a smile filled with desire.
