Dear Gua
Chapter 179 Borussia Mönchengladbach
Lahm's IQ and football IQ are very high.
He didn't hesitate for too long.
His eyes swept over Guardiola's gestures, Benatia and Boateng's body inclinations, and Leverkusen's forward line runs.
His brain worked rapidly, and all the information was mixed together.
He quickly made a decision!
Persist in shortening the distance between the defense lines!
....
Alaba is still very young and doesn't like to think too much.
He caught a glimpse of Guardiola's gesture.
He quickly rushed towards Li Kang.
No need to use his brain.
His body will instinctively choose the most suitable defensive position.
As long as he doesn't space out or get distracted.
He is the strongest of the younger generation in this historical period.
After all, he was the genius boy who once fought against the Golden Retriever.
No shortcomings.
Perfect.
Golden legend.
He is the man destined to become a fullback legend.
"Wonderful!"
"Alaba's burst speed is even more exaggerated! He blocked Li Kang! It's terrifying!"
"A duel between young geniuses!"
...
Eye of Truth, a rich black mist gushed out.
The phantom of the white-clothed number 10 stood proudly.
Figo!
Negative emotions spread wildly.
Li Kang felt the rhythm change of the winger and made a feint to break free.
The phantom of the red and blue number 6 struggled out.
With a wave of his arm.
Figo's phantom disappeared with the wind.
Time seemed to stand still.
All the noise in his ears disappeared.
In God's perspective, all dynamic information suddenly stopped in an instant.
Lahm, Boateng, and Benatia formed a parallel defensive line.
Alaba's pressing point was like a hook derived from a parallel line.
Even if he used the Figo module to get rid of the defensive encirclement, Leverkusen's forward teammates still couldn't keep up with the rhythm.
Guardiola's parallel trap.
Connecting the front and back, the La Masia number 4 position.
Slow.
Xavi's phantom.
Guardiola.
Li Kang.
The distance between the three generations of La Masia number 4s has never been so close!
....
The river of time flowed again.
A trace of doubt flashed in Alaba's eyes: Does Li also like to space out?
He decisively stretched out his big black leg!
A perfect tackling opportunity.
The genius full-back automatically sketched out the counter-attack route after a successful tackle in his mind!
In a trance.
He watched Li Kang spin in place!
Cutting the ball to the inside of his back foot?
Turning around?
"Xavi?"
"Naturally!"
"The magic of love makes him spin! He got rid of Alaba!"
"Oh! It's meaningless! It slows down the offensive rhythm! Delays the opportunity..."
"No! The timing is just right!"
....
The camera zooms out.
The moment Li Kang slowly got rid of Alaba.
The forward line composed of Havertz, Bellarabi, and Son Heung-min coincided with Bayern Munich's defensive line!
Guardiola was dumbfounded.
During his time coaching Bayern, he never solved the problem of the overall movement rhythm of the defensive line, but he could cover it up through the running of Alaba and Lahm...
But now, Li Kang actually seized the weakest link in a slow way!
Dino frantically shouted on the sidelines: "Surround Boateng! Concentrate! Don't pull the width!"
The sound was soon drowned out by the cheers of Bayern fans.
Leverkusen's forward players had already practiced countless times in training matches.
Dealing with Boateng is a subject that the entire Bundesliga is dedicated to studying.
....
Allianz Arena.
Alaba didn't have time to turn around and interfere.
He could only watch Leverkusen's number 10 kick against the wind...
Li Kang's body leaned back slightly.
His left foot slammed down!
The football rose from the ground.
Like a silken ribbon, the gentle trajectory tugged at the hearts of tens of thousands of fans at the scene.
"A perfect long pass over the top!"
"A nanny-style landing point!"
"Exquisite to the extreme!"
....
If Messi didn't exist in this world.
Boateng's career would be perfect.
Champions League champion, Club World Cup champion, World Cup champion.
The world's number one center-back.
FIFA Best XI.
Complete.
Now, with injuries all over his left leg, his strength is far from what it used to be.
The moment the football fell towards the front of the penalty area.
The Bayern center-back predicted the trajectory of the ball, and he waved his hand to signal Neuer not to attack.
He could handle everything.
Suddenly.
He realized that he was surrounded!
Forwards surrounding a defender?
What's going on?
"Wow!"
"Benatia and Lahm don't have time to assist, the defensive spacing is too far!"
"Bellarabi!"
....
Boateng's line of retreat was blocked by Havertz and Son Heung-min!
He gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength!
His figure suddenly rushed forward!
It was too late.
Bellarabi was the first to appear at the landing point of the football.
A light stop with his chest.
Without waiting for the ball to land.
A volley with his left foot!
How could he spit out the pie that was fed to his mouth?
Neuer moved, having observed the change in the Leverkusen player's foot shape long ago.
He jumped and pounced towards the far corner!
Where's the ball?
Did that black guy miss the kick?
Old Man Toppmöller clutched his chest in anger.
Dino was disappointed.
Bellarabi looked conflicted.
...
"Oh! Did Bellarabi miss the kick?"
"A mess!"
"Havertz with a follow-up shot!"
"Shooting at the near corner!"
The football bounced on the grass.
Havertz slid in front of everyone!
There was nothing Lahm could do; he tried his best to chase back, but his legs weren't long enough.
Bang!
In the eyes of everyone in the stadium.
The football roared into Bayern Munich's goal!
0:1!!!
The Allianz Arena was filled with sighs.
Seventy thousand Bayern fans... couldn't accept the reality before their eyes for a moment.
It had been a long, long time since they had been so far away from the Bundesliga title.
....
"Beautiful!"
"The ball went in!"
"Li Kang sent out an impeccable long pass!"
"Bellarabi faked a shot and made the pass! Havertz scored with a sliding shot!"
"They got off to a perfect start!"
"Bundesliga champion! Leverkusen is the closest they've ever been to the Bundesliga champion trophy!"
"Youth storm!"
"Tonight, will the Bundesliga title have a new owner?"
"Leverkusen, they are very likely to create history!"
....
Live broadcast room.
Barrages of comments flew across the screen.
-[Monchengladbachkusen! Li Gladbach!]
-[Li Mingdeng is awesome, controlling the overall situation, long-distance raids on the wing, spinning to get rid of the time difference, and an unsolvable long pass for an assist! Master style!]
-[Indirect assist! He played this game like a pure midfielder, not just focusing on himself as a forward or defender!]
-[Leverkusen's forward players are still very fierce if they can get the ball in the opponent's penalty area.]
-[Bellarabi's pass was too perfect!]
-[Havertz, unlimited potential.]
-[It's over, Guardiola is going to be scolded again! The last game of coaching Bayern... is going to be a disaster?]
-[I always feel that this Bayern team has been trained by him to not know how to play without the ball.]
-[It's still too unlucky, if they hadn't been forced to a draw by Frankfurt, Bayern would already be the Bundesliga champion.]
-[Tonight is Li Kang and Guardiola's last Bundesliga game.]
.....
The two thousand Leverkusen fans who traveled with the team shouted frantically with all their might.
"Leverkusenallez!!!"
"Leverkusenallez!!!"
"Leverkusenallez!!!"
Havertz and Bellarabi were extremely excited, and the two turned around and ran back frantically!
"Li, I knew you could pass the ball!"
"Yeah, yeah, I deliberately let Havertz take the shot!"
All the teammates excitedly surrounded them and hugged each other tightly.
At the beginning of the season, they never dared to dream that they would have the opportunity to win the Bundesliga title.
As Neuer stood up, he angrily hammered the turf.
There was nothing he could do.
Who could he blame?
Blame Boateng's new hairstyle?
Blame Lahm's legs for being too short?
....
On the sidelines.
Old Man Toppmöller and Dino waved their fists.
"Li didn't dribble and break through this time; he chose the purest long pass when the opportunity arose, but why didn't our forward players widen the attack and instead besieged Boateng?"
"Boss, it's a tactical detail that Nagelsmann researched; he was inspired by the old videos of AC Milan attacking Vidic when they played Manchester United—forwards besieging defenders!"
"What kind of world is this? These days, forwards can limit defenders!"
Old Man Toppmöller felt that he was living more and more leisurely.
After being sick for a few league games, the coaching staff would always take the initiative to take care of all the tactical arrangements.
On the other side.
Guardiola called Boateng in front of him.
He rubbed the little black egg's new hairstyle with a slightly helpless expression, without any blame or complaint, and patiently explained the upcoming tactical changes.
....
In the corner of the stands.
Martinez and Thiago, dressed in plain clothes... appeared in the camera.
The faces of the two Bayern players were full of worry.
Injury, that damned injury.
How strong is the hardness of this midfield combination?
The online community was filled with suggestive content about the two...
"No, Li is from the same national team as us; why should we be sad? We win the Bundesliga title every year, and the European Cup is every four years."
"Use your brain; when has the Spanish national team ever lacked midfielders? What the old man lacks now is a center-back... hey? I've played center-back for these two seasons!"
....
In the VIP box.
Kahn curled his lips: "Damn it, this kid seems to have remembered that he's a talented midfielder!"
Beckenbauer took off his glasses, wiped them gently, and retorted: "If he's fixed in the holding midfielder position, his ceiling is Alonso."
Kahn thought for a moment and asked suspiciously: "Is Alonso that bad?"
Beckenbauer didn't answer the question directly and was still muttering about the "libero tactic" that had long been buried in the dust of history...
....
Alonso isn't bad.
He was gently chewing gum at this time.
After the game restarted in the center circle.
He seemed very calm about the situation of being one goal behind.
After all, he was a key figure in the Miracle of Istanbul.
Back then, the 24-year-old Alonso drove the world crazy.
His name and that final were engraved in football history as a classic mark.
But as time passed, people only remembered the AC Milan that was reversed.
"Leverkusen isn't pressing aggressively; instead, they've withdrawn their defensive line to the thirty-meter zone."
"Bayern Munich's main passing point now is their two center-backs!"
"They're starting to press forward on a large scale."
....
Li Kang and his teammates gradually retreated.
Can the tofu-dreg defensive line withstand Bayern's offensive?
It can't.
Robben is detached from Guardiola's attacking system, and he can challenge the entire defense line alone.
His individual combat ability is historical.
He doesn't need any support from his teammates at all, and his deterrent power is explosive.
"The game has entered the positional warfare stage."
"Leverkusen has almost given up on counter-attacks and offense. Due to their lead in points and goal advantage, Bayern must come back from behind to have a chance to win the championship."
"They don't need to press out like when they're behind in the Champions League; they must find a way to stifle the source of the attack."
That's right.
Bayern's passing point is the center-back.
But the most terrifying orchestrator is still Alonso.
He's old, and his physical confrontation and ability to get rid of defenders in place have declined severely.
When facing Son Heung-min, "the Gentleman of the Green Field," he gradually felt a little overwhelmed.
Every time the Korean forward blocked Alonso with a small foul, he would always put on a distressed expression and apology gesture, as if saying, "I didn't do it on purpose."
....
18th minute of the game.
Lahm dribbled the ball to the vicinity of the baseline and crossed.
The football was swept to the front of the goal!
Müller made a ghostly run and took the opportunity to cut in!
None of Leverkusen's defenders noticed him.
This is the top-level unorthodox striker.
All of his paper stats may be mediocre, but he possesses a sense of smell, football IQ, awareness, and understanding of the game that ordinary people can't match.
He can always appear in the most critical shooting position in time.
He looks very bad, but he can always score goals.
Bang!
Just as he was about to kick the ball to complete the shooting action.
He suddenly bumped into a wall.
Li Kang.
Leverkusen's number 10, who possesses God's perspective, is simply the nemesis of all fake runs in positional defense.
Leno quickly leaned forward and steadily caught the ball.
The Bayern fans in the Allianz Arena couldn't help but sigh in regret.
Just a little bit more, and Müller could have pushed it into an empty net.
"That was close!"
"Leverkusen's counter-attack!"
t have time to organize slowly.
Leno stood up and immediately started to run!
Holding the ball in one hand, he swung his arm around!
Like a shot putter!
The football made a large arc in the air and leapt towards the center circle!
...
"This ball is a bit presumptuous!"
"Son Heung-min can't get past Benatia!"
The football plummeted near the center circle.
Son Heung-min and Alonso rushed to the landing point at the same time.
The two were close together.
They were secretly engaged in fierce physical confrontation.
Alonso only felt a faint pain in his waist.
Could he endure this?
In his youth, he was known as the "Jade-Faced Butcher!"
Just as the two jumped up to fight for the landing point.
Alonso's elbow slammed into Son Heung-min's chest!
The Korean forward fell to the ground in pain.
The referee was about to put the whistle to his mouth but hesitated.
"This ball wasn't controlled and was headed to Bellarabi's feet!"
"Advantage! The game wasn't stopped!"
"Leverkusen's counter-attack continues!"
....
Bellarabi's footwork is a bit rough.
He swung his right leg, and the football stopped one meter away in front of him.
Fortunately, he had a fast start and took advantage of the momentum to burst forward.
The clumsy movement happened to make Benatia misjudge the direction of the attack.
Seeing this, Son Heung-min quickly got up and ran hard.
Alonso, who was still preparing to apologize afterward, was dumbfounded.
Boateng chased back frantically.
"One against two in the frontcourt! Alonso is running too slowly and can't participate in this defense."
"It's one against three; Neuer has run out of the thirty-meter area!"
"Oh no, Bellarabi is going to lose the ball."
....
Neuer is a "sweeper-keeper."
His name represents a revolution in the world of football goalkeeping and is worthy of being recorded in sports history.
The area he guards has long exceeded the penalty area, covering more than half the field.
Forty-meter area.
Bellarabi slowed down slightly, his expression conflicted.
It was over; he was planning to try a super curler like Rooney's... how is Neuer's blocking speed so fast?
Bang!
Boateng strode forward, reached out his big black leg from the side and rear, and accurately tackled the ball!
The football lost control and slowly slid towards the baseline.
A black-haired figure arrived quickly!
Son Heung-min.
"Wow! His absolute speed is too exaggerated!"
"Boateng and Neuer may not have realized his position!"
"Is he going to chip it?"
"No! It's a pass back!"
"Looking for Li Kang!"
....
Bayern's defending players are about to take their positions!
After receiving the ball, Son Heung-min quickly found himself surrounded.
But his football IQ is very high, and he has long observed the position of his teammates.
He flicks the ball up hard with his right foot!
The football lightly leapt towards the center!
In the camera.
Li Kang's figure appeared.
Neuer turned around immediately and ran wildly!
t even talk about being a sweeper-keeper!
That kid's footwork can chip the ball!
...
On the sidelines.
Old Man Toppmöller and Dino were very excited.
Guardiola subconsciously held his head in his hands.
The four stands suddenly became quiet.
It seemed that everyone sensed what was about to happen.
...
Vidal was going crazy.
The moment he barely caught up with Leverkusen's number 10.
A crisp sound rang in his ears!
Damn it, he's going to be counter-attacked to death again. How many goals has Guardiola's Bayern conceded this season because of counter-attacks!
The football left Li Kang's left foot.
In his vision, the phantoms of the red and blue number 10 and the white-clothed number 8 slowly overlapped.
Ronaldinho, Toni Kroos.
...
That was a super curler like a cruise missile!
Under the moonlight, a silken, beautiful arc was drawn.
The football plunged straight into Bayern Munich's goal!
The whole audience was amazed.
Neuer exerted all the strength he used to exert on his 19-year-old girlfriend and desperately chased back... his figure became more and more embarrassed.
Too late.
There are too many things that are too late in life!
....
Allianz Arena.
All eyes were fixed on the football in the air.
They couldn't help but estimate the distance in their hearts.
Thirty meters.
Twenty-five meters.
Twenty meters...
The football passed over Neuer's head.
It slammed heavily near the twelve-yard area in the small penalty area.
With two bounces.
The ball speed and power disappeared.
It quietly slid into the net.
0:2!!!
Neuer faced the goal and knelt down in despair.
The platinum-colored latex gloves weakly hammered the turf.
t much more!
Just a little bit!
....
"Super curler!"
"Sensational!"
"Unbelievable!"
"Inconceivable!"
"Great goal!"
"Poor Neuer, he's been played to death!"
"Bayern Munich has once again paid a heavy price for its high defensive line!"
"The tremor of a giant!"
"A goal from Leverkusen's talented midfielder, Li Kang! Leverkusen has extended its lead!"
"They are getting closer and closer to lifting the Bundesliga title!"
"Night of miracles!"
"A goal and an assist, the perfect farewell performance for the son of North Rhine!"
....
Live broadcast room.
Barrages of comments flew across the screen.
-[Damn, Li Mingdeng is awesome!!! Invincible! Every time he plays against Bayern, he can break out to T0-level combat power!]
-[Am I watching a game between Gladbach and Bayern?]
-[What's going on? Is Leverkusen really going to win the Bundesliga title?]
-[Bayern needs to score three more goals to come back and win the title...]
-[The drawback of Guardiola's Bayern is that they pursue too much control. The defensive line presses too deep, and if the holding Benatia doesn't get the defensive position right, they will be counter-attacked to death in minutes!]
-[No, the first wave of defense was actually done very well; the follow-up was that Vidal's prediction of the ball's path was a half-beat slow and didn't keep up with Li Mingdeng's speed!]
-[Li Mingdeng's vision is too abnormal, defending Müller, predicting the ball's path, and this super curler...]
-[How do I feel like Bayern's group of superstars have become tactical test products? When Heynckes coached them, this group of people won the Champions League with the club and the World Cup with the national team...]
-[The news said that Guardiola is going to Manchester City next season, and under his passing and control system...]
-[Joe Hart: Please let me go!]
...
Ronaldinho's phantom gradually dissipated.
Positive and uplifting emotions eroded his soul.
Li Kang smiled and raised his fists.
His teammates rushed forward like crazy.
The close-range sound equipment transmitted bursts of hysterical shouts.
"Li, I'm sorry!"
"Li, I knew you could smash the ball in!"
"Li, you're so great!"
"Damn it, there's so much sand in Munich!"
The hearts of Leverkusen's teammates... rippled with circle after circle of emotion.
Tonight.
They might be able to create club history and lift that out-of-reach Bundesliga title!
....
On the sidelines.
Leverkusen's bench was in chaos.
Çalhanoğlu hugged Toppmöller and Dino tightly.
"Boss, we are the champions! We are the champions!"
"Damn it, you're going to suffocate me! There are still 70 minutes left in the game!"
"We'll run ten laps around the field after the game!"
On the other side.
Guardiola's face was filled with confusion.
His football philosophy has encountered a bottleneck.
Three years.
Three years of coaching Bayern.
In the Champions League journey... he repeatedly fell under the crotches of Barca, Atletico, and Real Madrid.
Even the Bundesliga has produced a bunch of Mönchengladbachs, Wolfsburgs, and Leverkusens...
He clearly possesses the most balanced star lineup on the planet.
t have the peak Xaviesta.
Without Messi.
Could it be that his tactical ideas can't be implemented?
He held his head in his hands, constantly searching for answers in his heart.
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