boyutpedia Chapter 29 You call this a stop-and-go?
Chapter 29 You call this a stop-and-go?
"Beep—"
With a long whistle from referee Becquet, the match between the relegation-threatened team and the reserve team officially began.
Unlike their previous matches, Monaco didn't press forward aggressively from the start. Instead, they quietly withdrew their lines, strictly following Jardim's instructions.
The forwards were all loitering around the midfield line, not in a hurry to break into the opponent's penalty area.
Jiang Ming then retreated to his own half of the court, where he was specifically responsible for organizing the transition between offense and defense.
If this had happened two weeks ago, he would definitely have been camped in the opponent's half of the penalty area, waiting for his teammates to feed the ball to him.
But things are different now. His stamina has just increased by 10 points, so his endurance has finally improved to some extent.
Now I can run a few more steps and actively find a position to receive the ball.
Although he's still a terrible player, he shouldn't have run out of breath while running.
As long as he doesn't go back and forth too much and doesn't get fouled by the opponent, Jiang Ming can easily play half a game now.
Moreover, Yardin had a clever trick up his sleeve for this match.
It was Mbappe lurking on the left flank.
This is one of the reasons why the team chose to play in a low position.
We're just waiting for Bastia to press forward, giving Mbappe enough space to sprint.
This kid's speed, breaking through Bastia's defenses, is like child's play for him.
In the 13th minute, Monaco launched the first attack.
Bakayoko intercepted the opponent's pass in the backfield and immediately made a short pass to Jiang Ming.
Bastia's two defensive midfielders had been keeping an eye on him for a while.
Before the match, their head coach Print specifically instructed that if Monaco tried to pass the ball to this Chinese player, they should not hesitate to immediately press him!
Print also gave them strict instructions: "To deal with this kid, use physical force if possible! I watched his matches; his stamina is terrible. Bump him a few times, wear him down, and this Chinese guy will be helpless!"
So as soon as Jiang Ming got the ball, he saw two defensive midfielders rushing towards him at high speed, like two dump trucks.
If it were a typical young player, they would have seen the rapid turnover long ago.
Fabinho, Jiang Ming's well-known bodyguard, reacted quickly and immediately stepped in to block one of the people's positions.
However, they could only stop one of them; the remaining Kahusac went straight for Jiang Ming.
Kahusaz was quite pleased with himself. He had studied Jiang Ming's playing style before the match and thought the kid was nothing special.
He can't make any breakthroughs, and he can only pass the ball. Although he doesn't lose possession, he's slow.
To put it bluntly, he's just a spineless coward who only has footwork skills.
He concluded that all he had to do was bump into Jiang Ming, directly physically, and that would be enough to crush him!
However, when he was studying the video, he didn't miss the "Spanish Cowboy Incident" in the Europa League.
It was Defort from Anderlecht who bumped into Jiang Ming with too much force, and was easily shaken off, causing him to fall flat on his face.
He even went so far as to commit a foul on purpose after a moment of madness, resulting in a red card and his dismissal.
Thinking of this, Kahusaz held back, not daring to use all his strength to ram into the target, for fear that he would also be filmed and publicized around the world, which would be a huge loss.
Just as he was about to collide with Jiang Ming, Jiang Ming suddenly stopped and deftly flicked the ball forward with his toes.
He immediately lowered his shoulders and turned to the side, just managing to avoid his collision.
Jiang Ming had long been prepared for these confrontations and fouls.
He didn't take what Yaldin had told him seriously.
Even if you're confident you can overcome the rookie wall, you can't just do nothing.
He's not a submissive, how could he just stand there dumbly waiting for someone to do it?
The two passed each other by, and Jiang Ming caught the falling ball at his feet, took two steps forward, and looked up to scan the field in front of him.
Immediately, you can see Mbappe on the left wing raising his hand, asking for the ball.
Without hesitation, he launched a long ball to the left wing.
Just as Bastia's right-back was about to press, Mbappe controlled the ball, which bounced forward three meters.
I don't know if it was a mishandling of the ball or if it was well-planned, but it just happened to leave the defender behind. Isn't this a ready-made stop-and-go move?
Mbappe started instantly, like a supercar with a full tank of gas, and sped off, leaving the defenders behind him in the dust in just two steps.
"That speed! It's too fast!" the commentator exclaimed on the spot.
Mbappe dribbled the ball down to the byline and immediately crossed it into the penalty area.
However, he is a left winger with his weaker foot, so his crosses are not as smooth as those with his stronger foot.
The pass was a bit too long, it went over Traore's head as he jumped to contest the header, heading straight for the far post.
"Uh..." Mbappe scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.
Then Dilar quietly made his way up on the right, and with a low-angle shot, he pushed the ball steadily into the goal!
"GOOOOOOOOALLLLLL!!" The commentator on site instantly stretched out the tone.
The entire Armande Cesarri stadium fell silent.
From Lay's Sports side, Sun Chen's voice also came through:
"Goal! Monaco intercepts the ball in their own half! Jiang Ming deftly chips the ball over the defender, then delivers a precise long pass to the left wing! Mbappe controls the ball, dribbles past his marker, and crosses from the byline! Dillar finishes at the far post and scores!"
"In the 13th minute! Monaco's reserve team opened the scoring against Bastia!"
"The score is now 0-1!!"
In the domestic live stream room, the barrage of comments instantly exploded.
"Holy crap, that was fast! They scored just 13 minutes into the game."
"Has Monaco gone on a rampage lately? How come they're playing so aggressively in every match?"
"What do you know? The starters are all resting, so these young players have to give it their all to secure their positions!"
"And look at them, except for Jiang Ming, they're all young and energetic, they could run the whole field without getting tired!"
"Great! Now I have my big ball! How can I lose with the big ball? I want to write a book about it!"
……
On the bench, Jardim was leaning against the railing, still reviewing the tactical details for the next match against Tottenham.
When he saw Dilar push the ball into the goal, he instinctively muttered, "NICE!"
His original expectation was that the game would be uneventful, a standard, health-conscious affair.
One side was trying to conserve their strength for the match against Tottenham, while the other side genuinely lacked the ability to score.
Neither side scored, and the score remained 0-0 until the final whistle, with each side taking a point. It was a perfect match, as no one was upset.
Unexpectedly, his substitutes were so strong that they scored in just 13 minutes.
This is a good thing!
With the goal in hand, as long as they play defensively, they can secure the three points, which is better than having someone steal one at the last moment.
The key is……
Jardim looked up at the Monaco players celebrating around Dillar on the sidelines.
He went through the series of plays he had just executed in his mind, and suddenly a new tactical idea popped into his head.
Yaldin silently scribbled in his notebook: Tactics +1.
On the other side, Mbappe, panting after finishing his celebration, ran over and put his arm around Jiang Ming's shoulder, his tail practically wagging in the air.
"How was it, Xiao Jiang? Was your brother Mu strong this time?"
"My quick stop and dribble, a single explosive run that completely overwhelmed the opposing defender, and that cross from the byline was a stroke of genius!"
Jiang Ming's lips twitched. Looking at the kid's smug expression, he silently thought to himself:
What a load of nonsense! You can't even stop the ball three meters away.
If the opposing defender hadn't reacted a fraction of a second too slow, the ball would have been intercepted long ago.
You call this a stop-and-go?