Chapter 225: Chapter 225
"This fat guy is really crazy!"
Trezeget, sitting in Sky Sports’ exclusive seat in the stands, saw Ronaldo’s actions clearly.
He thought this fat guy was out of his mind, not knowing what kind of water had entered his brain, to actually run to the coach’s area and shout.
And such a bizarre scene, even Dilata, the top commentator of Sky Sports, was dumbfounded, momentarily at a loss for words.
Ronaldo, besides suggesting Tang Long to go to the frontline, held back his next words.
"Get to the frontline, damn Buffon!"
Although this sentence was held back inside.
But at this moment, Ronaldo’s eyes were blazing, his hair standing on end, with heat radiating from his body, even Mancini beside him couldn’t help but step back two steps.
The security personnel on site immediately came over and politely escorted Ronaldo back to the players’ passage.
On the other side, Juventus manager Allegri could barely hold back his laughter!
Why did Ronaldo storm to Inter’s coach area?
Was this a pre-arranged stunt?
Allegri was a bit baffled.
He asked Mancini what on earth was going on, but Mancini just frowned at him without responding.
The live broadcast cameras captured the whole scene.
Although this scene was a bit abrupt, the viewers in the live stream room were watching it with an adrenaline rush!
- "Oh my, Ronaldo can’t stand it anymore, he’s thinking about playing himself!"
- "Damn, if Inter really had Ronaldo, they would have already scored, no need to play so frustratingly!"
- "What is he yelling? Mancini beside him looks clueless."
- "Haha, I graduated with an Italian major, and from the sound, Ronaldo is asking Tang Long to rush to the frontline!"
- "666, apparently, even Ronaldo can’t stand Inter not scoring anymore."
- "I wasn’t watching CCTV, I was watching a pirated link of Sky Sports commentary, let me tell you a little secret, it seems like Ronaldo stormed down from the studio."
- "Huh? How can he play , Ronaldo is awesome!"
- "That’s right, Tang Long should have been on the frontline long ago. Tang Long has played as a false nine before, he can really score."
- "Mancini’s double striker is just a bluff, he put up three defensive midfielders clearly to defend a 0-0."
- "Defend 0-0? He defended for 90 minutes, can he defend for 120? Sooner or later Juventus will finish them off if they keep defending."
- "Go Ronaldo, go Tang Long! Hurry up, Tang Long, charge to the frontline!"
To the viewers watching the live broadcast, this was just a small snippet of the match.
However, Ronaldo’s call to Tang Long became a turning point in the game, sparking a counterattack from Inter Milan.
Not long after Ronaldo’s shout, Pirlo attempted another straight pass, but the force was too weak and was finally blocked by Gualin.
It wasn’t easy, that was Gualin’s first interception in this match.
Just as Gualin wanted to quickly pass the ball to Tang Long, he noticed Tang Long was charging forward head-down.
He shouted and dashed away, leaving Gualin a view of his back.
Turns out, Tang Long spotted a huge gap left behind by Pogba’s advance!
This gap was gleaming with golden light, charging towards it was definitely right.
Following Tang Long’s directive, Gualin reacted quickly, lifting his leg to charge forward.
But after just a few steps, he suddenly felt his feet get weak, almost collapsing to his knees.
Not to be surprised, being orchestrated by Pirlo for over 70 minutes, Gualin’s stamina was nearly depleted.
Fortunately, Kovacic, who came on as a substitute in the second half, still had plenty of energy, and seeing Gualin about to lose the ball, he quickly came close to take the ball.
Tang Long and Kovacic, two midfielders, were charging forward side by side!
Kovacic’s dribbling speed was extraordinarily fast, he had a typical football player’s physique, although only 177cm tall, his upper body was short and his lower body long.
His legs moved like two long and thin compasses, swiftly carrying the ball forward.
"Kovacic! Kovacic is accelerating!"
"He speeds past Vidal!"
"Pirlo can’t keep up with him at all!" Correct content is on
"Pogba is pulling from behind, can’t stop him!"
After bypassing two players, Kovacic, not daring to linger in battle, wisely pushed the ball to the right, tapping it horizontally to Tang Long.
This horizontal pass opened up the situation!
Due to Kovacic’s extremely swift counterattack, all Juventus players’ attention was focused solely on him.
Juventus’ defensive formation slanted heavily towards the left side where Kovacic was continuously advancing.
This young Croatian was like a magnet, drawing the defensive firepower of 5 Juventus players.
And after he made this horizontal pass, Tang Long was facing an open field akin to a prairie.
When Tang Long brought the ball within 10 meters of the penalty area, goalkeeper Buffon was already thoroughly prepared.
He anticipated that Tang Long would either continue dribbling into the penalty area or take a long shot.
After all, given Tang Long’s skill level being at this position, he was likely to go it alone.
Fortunately, Juventus’ repositioning was extremely swift, with full-back Lichtsteiner already in position, blocking Tang Long’s path.
On the other side, Chiellini was quickly closing in on Tang Long from the center line.
Juventus’ formation began to gradually balance out.
So, facing this Italian national team defensive line, would Tang Long go for it?
This was a rare counterattack opportunity, arguably the best of the match, and Tang Long decided to seek cooperation with the forward line, aiming for a one-on-one opportunity!
In front of him appeared two golden passing routes.
The first route was towards Podolski, who was advancing on the flank.
Podolski wasn’t just standing still; he started to outpace on the outside.
If this ball was passed out, he could utilize the ball’s speed to surpass Lichtsteiner and then tap it horizontally into the center of the penalty area.
Tang Long and Bonazzoli could then follow up and intercept the ball for a first-touch shot.
The second route pointed to the right side of Lichtsteiner.
Lichtsteiner was right in front, standing on the edge of the penalty area.
If center-forward Bonazzoli could diagonally cut to his right, he could secure a shooting opportunity facing Buffon at the upper right corner of the small penalty area.
This was a more direct attack, capable of forming a shot to the greatest extent before Juventus’ defensive formation was fully deployed.
Tang Long, according to his judgment, believed this route was more effective.
However, to his frustration, Bonazzoli did not run along this route; instead, he looped around to Chiellini’s outside.
This loop took him even further from the goal.
"Running like a headless chicken again!"
Tang Long, helpless, decided to pass the ball to Podolski on the right flank.
However, just as he was about to kick, he glanced over and discovered Bonazzoli was crouching, slipping through the gap between Chiellini and Lichtsteiner...
There were no golden arrows indicating this route, which meant the AI system did not consider it a good path.
Yet, at that moment, a strange picture flashed through Tang Long’s mind.
This was a good opportunity!
The instep that was initially poised to go right suddenly turned, and he stealthily slipped the ball between Lichtsteiner and Chiellini!
This time, Tang Long did not follow the AI system’s instructions.
He chose to trust Bonazzoli once, and also to trust his own brain’s judgment!
The ball kissed the ground, precisely slipping through the middle of Chiellini and Lichtsteiner’s sliding tackles.
Buffon, startled, hurriedly charged out of the small penalty area, abandoning the goal.
This pass was so exquisitely timed, and Bonazzoli’s positioning was so elusive.
Buffon saw very clearly that in the goal area, he was the last man; he could see it very clearly!
Tang Long’s pass instantly penetrated through Chiellini and Lichtsteiner’s defensive control scope.
Once Bonazzoli got the ball, it would be a prime angle opportunity facing the goal.
Bonazzoli was advancing diagonally, and just when Tang Long and Podolski thought he was going to turn and shoot—
Bonazzoli gently flicked his ankle, with a crisp "snap", and the ball was astonishingly bounced back.
Buffon was utterly shocked, with no time to react.
He had already prepared reflexively to block the ball, naturally leaning forward, and his hand unwittingly knocked against Bonazzoli’s supporting leg while turning, toppling him to the ground!
Buffon, the iron guardian of Italy, suddenly felt a chill blast up his spine, sweat pouring down his forehead.
The referee whistled, rushing to the scene.
Pointed single-handedly to the penalty spot, penalty!