The first tumor in football

Chapter 193 If you want, I can give it to you once.

Sevilla coach Berizzo kicked the mineral water bottle away, and the magnetic chess pieces on the tactical board fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

He stared at the 1-0 score on the electronic screen on the sidelines, as if he wanted to burn through Song Wen's back with his eyes.

"Let Ben Yedder get to the front line! Mercado presses forward to assist!" Berizzo ripped off his tie and roared, "Pass the damn ball into the Atletico goal!"

The assistant coach reminded him weakly: "But coach, we practiced parking the bus for two weeks before the game..."

"Fuck the bus!" Berizzo grabbed the assistant coach by the collar. "Look at Song Wen. He just kicked his heel and overturned our bus!"

When Ben Yedder rushed into the penalty area with the ball, he could smell blood in his nose. Godin stood in front of him like a moving wall, and the dense scratches on his shin guards recorded the nightmares of countless forwards.

"Left!" The French striker feinted and changed direction, but ran into a copper wall made of muscle. The moment Godin's knee hit his thigh muscle, Ben Yedder's eyes went black in pain. When the ball was swept to the side by the Uruguayan's long legs, the stands rang with the beast-like howls of Atletico Madrid fans.

Sevilla launched their attack.

When the ball reached Ben Yedder's feet, his calf muscles suddenly tensed up and the grass whined under his custom boots.

Sevilla's top scorer has scored 22 goals this season, and at this moment the tiny gap in the far corner of the goal is reflected in his pupils - that was the angle from which he scored a hat-trick against Barcelona in the last round.

The Frenchman suddenly feinted to the left and flicked the ball with his right foot.

This signature "pendulum change" once reduced Pique to a background board, but at this moment, the football seemed to be a magnet stuck to the back of his feet, drawing a deadly arc with the swing of his waist and hips.

In the stands, Sevilla fans were already holding up pre-prepared "23 goals" signs, and flash lights were lighting up like stars.

Facing the oncoming Ben Yedder, the Uruguayan's granite face remained calm.

Countless fragments of memory flashed across Godin's retina: the interception that broke Suarez's braces in the 2014 World Cup, and the sliding tackle that broke Ronaldo's shin guards in the 2016 Champions League final.

His nose could even smell the minty ointment emanating from Ben Yedder's ankle bandage - the gift of studying twenty hours of footage of his opponent.

When the French striker made the third feint, Godin's knee had already hit the rectus femoris of the opponent's power leg half a second in advance.

This insidious but legal little move caused Messi to limp off the field after the 2017 national derby.

"Crack!"

The dull sound of their shins colliding was carried throughout the stadium through the microphone on the sidelines.

Veins bulged on Ben Yedder's forehead, and the explosive power he was so proud of seemed to have hit the Alps.

Under Godin's sweat-soaked jersey, his back muscles bulged like ancient Greek sculptures, and his left arm seemed to accidentally press down on the Frenchman's collarbone - this was his famous skill that earned him the nickname "meat grinder" in the Atletico Madrid locker room.

As the ball rolled toward the sideline, Godin’s lips brushed Ben Yedder’s ear: “Remember to change direction 0.3 seconds faster next time.”

As the Frenchman stumbled to the ground, he caught a glimpse of the dense scratches on the opponent's shin pads - those were the marks of despair left by top forwards such as Lewandowski and Aguero.

Godin's clean steal immediately caused cheers at the Wanda Metropolitano Stadium!
"Yes! That's it! This is our Iron-Blooded Atletico Madrid!!"

In the live broadcast room, Fan Zhiyi said:

"Sevilla can't hold it back anymore, they are going to attack. But I feel that, judging from the current situation, Atletico Madrid was a little uncomfortable when Sevilla was shrinking there, because that was not the way they were used to. Now, facing Sevilla's attack, Atletico Madrid is more like themselves at this moment!"

When Sevilla coach Berizzo roared and tore apart the conservative tactics, he did not realize that he was stepping into a carefully designed trap.

Fan Zhiyi's judgment in the commentary booth revealed the cruelest law of survival in modern football - for Atletico Madrid, the opponent's offensive wave is never a threat, but a prelude to a counterattack.

The concept of "passively taking a beating" never exists in Atletico Madrid's tactical manual.

This team transforms defense into an active strategy: by compressing space and inducing the opponent's formation to press forward, it creates the deadly depth needed for counterattacks.

Statistics show that between 2014 and 2018, Atletico Madrid had a winning rate of 55% in games where the opponent had more than 63% of the ball, far exceeding its overall winning rate of 54%!

The moment Berizzo ordered Mercado to press forward, the muscle memory of Atletico players was activated.

The three-dimensional tactical model shows that the distance between Sevilla's defense lines has expanded from a compact 12 meters to a dangerous 18 meters, which is exactly the "death corridor" that Koke and Saul are best at.

The process of the Uruguayan central defender intercepting Ben Yedder was actually a lesson in analytic geometry on the football field.

Godin's defensive radius covers the left center back to the right rib, and his position follows the "0.75-meter golden rule" - always stuck between the opponent's dominant foot and the center axis of the goal.

When Ben Yedder tried to break through with a pendulum change of direction, Godin's hip joint turned 15 degrees in advance, and the knee joint pressure point was precisely controlled at the junction of the rectus femoris and the iliopsoas muscle. This was the biomechanical striking plan developed by the Atletico Madrid laboratory based on 300 hours of video analysis.

Even more cruel is the analysis of the quality of ball possession: of Sevilla's 58% of ball possession, 41% were ineffective lateral passes without pressure, while of Atletico's 42% of ball possession, 19% were converted into penetrating passes.

This confirms the slogan on Simeone's dressing room wall: "The real ball control is to let the opponent control the ball."

At this time, although Ben Yedder, who was lying on the ground, raised his hands, he complained loudly to the referee about Godin's foul.

But as an experienced player, Godin's foul was so secretive that the referee didn't notice it at all.

Seeing that he had deceived the referee, Godin passed the ball without any hesitation, and his target was Song Wen who had already started!
No matter what the outside world says about Song Wen, his teammates who have played training matches with Song Wen naturally know how terrifying this man's abilities are on the court.

So even in the first half, even though Song Wen was walking around the court, Godin tried countless times to find opportunities to pass the ball to Song Wen.

And now, Song Wen began to use various sudden accelerations to get rid of Banega who was defending him, creating enough time to receive and control the ball. Naturally, Godin did not hesitate at all and passed the ball to Song Wen as soon as possible.

Song Wen retreated to a relatively backward position at this time and received the ball with his back to the basket.

After receiving the ball, Song Wen's next action stunned everyone.

Song Wen's feet had just stopped the ball, and then he started to turn with his left foot as the axis. When his face turned towards the Sevilla goal, his right foot had already hit the ball hard!
"boom!"

The ball made a dull sound!
Then he flew towards the Sevilla penalty area!
At the same time, an incredible cry of surprise was heard from the stands of the Wanda Metropolitan Stadium!
Because Song Wen's pass was so exquisite!

From a God's perspective, Diego Costa, who has already started, will undoubtedly get a one-on-one opportunity!
"How did he do that?!"

The Spanish commentator's eyes widened, stunned.

"He didn't even look back when he passed the ball just now, did he?! Does he have an eye on the back of his head?"

The spinning football was reflected in Diego Costa's pupils, and the scene looked like the slow-motion button had been pressed.

He remembered that he was wandering near the center line three seconds ago, but now he was suddenly in the Sevilla penalty area - and the No. 17, who was supposed to be dozens of meters away, was completing a volley pass with his back to him.

"How the hell did this ball come to me?!" Costa didn't even have time to adjust his pace because Rico had already rushed out of the small penalty area like a cannonball.

When the Spanish beast swung his right leg, the ball passed by Song Wen suddenly accelerated strangely!
“Goooooooooal!!” The Spanish commentator screamed in a long tone, but the tail tone suddenly split, “Wait. The ball is on the wrong line!”

Replay footage showed that the football suddenly drifted 15 centimeters sideways during flight - it was this subtle change that caused Kjaer's attempt to intercept it to fail.

Fan Zhiyi watched the replay carefully: "Did you see that? Song Wen's ankle rotated 7 degrees when he touched the ball. This is the elevator ball technique grafted onto the long pass!"

Zhan Jun immediately added: "What's more terrifying is that when he kicked the ball with his back to the goal, Costa was actually still in an offside position! This ball predicted the running trajectory of his teammate two seconds later!"

The two looked at each other and sighed:
“Let’s go!”

At this time, the barrage in the live broadcast room also exploded because of Song Wen's outrageous pass.

[No, how the hell did this get spread? ]

【Thought pass?】

[66666! The soldering iron was stunned! ]

[I know how Song Wen passed the ball. He judged the distance by the sound of Costa's boots rubbing against the grass.]

[No, buddy, modern football has evolved to the point where eyes are no longer needed, right? ]

Rico knelt in front of the goal line and stared at his gloves, which were suspiciously oily. He had practiced this save thousands of times, but when his palm touched the ball, it slipped away like a live fish smeared with lubrication.

Although he is always teased by fans as having butter hands, this time, he felt as if there was really butter on his gloves.

He rubbed his hands on his legs and raised his head helplessly.

2: 0!

After 80 minutes of play, Sevilla conceded another goal and is now two goals behind.

The cold rain seeped into Berizzo's spine through the collar of his suit, and he vaguely recalled the phone call with Mourinho three days ago.

At that time, he was excitedly sharing the "Bird in a Cage Plan" against Song Wen, but a harsh sneer came from the other end of the phone.

“You think you’re dealing with humans?” the Portuguese’s voice was like sandpaper grinding against my eardrums. “That’s the Terminator on the football field! He’ll piss on your proud tactics!”

At this moment, Berizzo stared at the glaring 2-0 on the electronic screen and finally understood the pity in the madman's laughter.

The extra-time card held up by the fourth official on the sidelines was like a tombstone, engraved with the image of him being nailed to the tactical pillar of shame.

It seems that he is indeed daydreaming if he wants to end this monster's winning streak by himself.

Yes, the six Premier League clubs were all ruthlessly trampled under Song Wen's feet...

I'm afraid the only ones who can stop Song Wen are Real Madrid or Barcelona...

The most eye-catching thing is the expected assist value - Song Wen created 2.3xA with two passes, which is three times higher than the total of the entire Sevilla team.

The assistant coach suddenly handed over a tablet with a 3D model of Atletico's last attack: when Godin passed the ball, there were seven defensive players between Song Wen and Costa, and the theoretical pass success rate was only 7%.

“He rewrote the laws of mathematics,” the assistant coach said, his voice coming from a deep well. “This guy turned football into an experiment in quantum physics.”

Berizzo dug his fingertips deep into his palm, and the scene of the war preparation meeting three days ago flashed back before his eyes:
"Song Wen runs an average of 12 kilometers per game in the Premier League, and it is said that he even ran 8 kilometers in Atletico's training match." The analyst pointed to the large blue area on the heat map, "We just need to lock his receiving route."

At this moment, those blue areas turned into a whirlpool, devouring the physical strength and faith of Sevilla players.

Berizzo finally saw the truth - Song Wen's walk was not slacking off, but compressing his physical energy into high-density energy blocks, waiting to detonate at a critical node.

The rain-soaked suit suddenly felt heavy, and he remembered Mourinho's last words: "When you think you have him trapped, he is actually in hibernation mode."

In the 85th minute, Song Wen used his heel to knock the ball to trick N'Zongqi again.

This action completely broke Berizzo.

Song Wen in La Liga is indeed different from that in the Premier League.

He played more gracefully and leisurely.

It seemed as if the entire court was his backyard.

He no longer needs to take care of both defense and offense like he did at Ipswich.

Now he only needs to touch the ball lightly or pass it to help Atletico Madrid get a point.

This is absolutely terrible!

When Costa scored the third goal, Berizzo calmed down. He took out the crumpled notebook from his suit pocket, and the dense tactical symbols on it suddenly became ridiculous - how could these two-dimensional geometric lines capture the monster playing in four-dimensional space?

When Costa scored the third goal and completed a hat trick, this Brazilian-Spanish player could no longer maintain his excitement. He ran towards Song Wen excitedly and hugged him tightly.

"Brother, you are a genius! You are a genius! I am ashamed of my previous rudeness to you! Thank you!"

Song Wen smiled and stood still, but his eyes were looking at Griezmann who had a complicated expression on the other side.

He slowly walked towards Griezmann and said before the Frenchman spoke:
"Do you want it? If you want, I can give it to you once."

For a striker, nothing is more exciting than scoring a goal.

Although Griezmann turned his head awkwardly, he muttered:

"if you can……"

Song Wen patted Greizmann on the shoulder.

In the 89th minute, Atletico Madrid got a corner kick opportunity.

Song Wen walked to the corner spot and nodded at Griezmann.

(End of this chapter)