Football: My AI System Provides Max-Level Predictions
Chapter 149 - 126: Left and Right Puzzle Tactics Showdown: Tang Long Strategizes with the Help of AI System!_2

Chapter 149: Chapter 126: Left and Right Puzzle Tactics Showdown: Tang Long Strategizes with the Help of AI System!_2

Speaking of Obi, he is indeed a very typical young black player.

Full of energy, daring to fight, as soon as he steps on the field, his adrenaline surges!

But these types of players often lack brains and don’t have high football intelligence.

At this moment, Obi is still thinking about that assist in the first half~

He’s savoring this sweet moment.

The image keeps appearing in Obi’s mind over and over, the more he thinks about it, the more excited he gets.

He imagines that far away in Nigeria, his hometown in Africa, all the villagers are watching him play on TV.

He even starts to imagine the lively scene of villagers cheering for his assist, raising their arms and hugging each other!

Obi is overly excited!

Sometimes, he clearly wants to stop and observe his teammates’ positions, but his legs can’t help but keep running, as if he has endless energy.

"Obi, why are you running around? If you keep running aimlessly, I’ll sub you out!"

Mancini shouted to him from afar.

But the noise of 80,000 fans at Meazza Stadium made Obi’s ears seem isolated, hearing nothing.

On the football field, it’s not always good to run around; sometimes running aimlessly can backfire.

Seeing Obi as merely decoration in the opponent’s forward line, often getting penetrated by the opponent’s one or two kicks, makes Inter’s defensive midfielder Medel stomp his feet angrily.

"Does this kid even know how to play football!"

Taking advantage of a dead ball interval, Tang Long called Obi over.

"If you don’t want Mancini to sub you off early, I’ll tell you a very simple way."

"If you can’t run, don’t run aimlessly, always keep a distance of 20~15 meters with Medel!"

"Yes, squat defense, do you know squatting defense?"

"Just block the passing routes, don’t chase people or steal the ball, understand? Brother, wake up!"

Tang Long gave Obi a pat on the neck.

This pat from Tang Long was enough to wake Obi up, cooling down his brain.

"Alright, I know whatever you say is right, anyway, I’ll listen to you."

Obi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

With Tang Long’s reminder, Obi indeed changed significantly.

He started to force himself to reduce his running frequency, instead using squatting positioning to cut off the opponent’s routes.

Honestly, Obi’s squat defense wasn’t particularly skillful.

Many times, he didn’t even choose the right pit position.

However, as a forward player, Obi’s existence is to block the opponent’s first line of attack.

Since he no longer runs around like a headless chicken, opponents trying to pass to move him and find his gaps became illusions.

There’s no need to mention experienced midfield Medel and right-back Dambrosio.

Without any reminders from Tang Long, they could perfectly form mutual backup cooperation.

This caused the right flank led by Regini to be paralyzed.

The match reached the 65th minute.

In the first 20 minutes of the second half, Inter focused on defense, while Sampdoria attacked.

After those 20 minutes, Sampdoria still hadn’t breached Inter’s goal.

Instead, the wing-back Regini, due to repeated sprints with the ball, experienced a significant physical drain, and visibly reduced his forward runs.

During a dead ball interval, Tang Long saw Regini, drenched in sweat, jogging to the sideline, drinking water constantly.

He knew it was time to launch the counterattack horn!

The puzzle on the right had completed its mission and successfully resisted wave after wave of attacks from Sampdoria on the left.

Now Tang Long’s focus is to activate the left puzzle.

In this match, center Bona struggled hard.

His skill level was still a bit far from Icardi, making it difficult for Tang Long to form a good link with him.

Several times, Tang Long’s through balls clearly created perfect opportunities.

Either Bona didn’t run right or his timing was a step late, intercepted by the opponent’s center-back.

Once, he even failed to notice the opponent’s trap.

"Scored, great pass, Tang, hahaha!"

Bona received Tang Long’s through ball and pushed the shot to the far corner to score.

Meazza erupted in cheers, Bona excitedly rushed towards Tang Long for a hug.

However, Tang Long pointed to the sidelines, "Look!"

Bona froze, turned back, and saw the linesman’s flag raised high.

Offside!

Looking again, Sampdoria’s center-backs were glancing at him with mocking looks.

That smirk at the corner of their mouths clearly meant mockery~

Due to a cracked small toe bone, Icardi couldn’t play, and he sighed on the stands, holding his head.

"Wife, this kid is really clumsy! How many times has he wasted the chances given by Tang? Where does he think he is, charging straight on the offside line? He should run in curves, run in curves!"

Icardi made a hand-turning motion to Wanda, who accompanied him to watch the game.

Her husband was anxious, but Wanda smirked.

"You’re just absent! Without you on the field, what’s the point of Tang’s passes being good!"

"Inter can’t do without you," Wanda leaned in to whisper in Icardi’s ear, biting it softly, "Once this season ends, I’ll immediately ask Ossilio for a raise! You deserve the highest salary in Inter, no, in Serie A!"

Icardi looked at Wanda with surprise.

"Ah? Is that possible, Serie A’s highest, how much would that be a year! Woman, stop messing around!"

Wanda’s face darkened, grabbed Icardi’s ear and gave it a hard twist.

"Look at your lack of ambition!"

"I’ve already picked out the villa to buy with your raise money, just waiting for the funds to roll in, and you say it’s not possible? We Argentine men can’t easily say no!"

"Mauro, don’t forget, I’m your agent, you have to listen to me, I’ll tell you what to do, do you hear me clearly?"

After fending off Sampdoria’s fierce attack at the start of the second half.

Inter gradually calmed down.

Unless the matches are extremely lopsided, completely one-sided for 90 minutes.

Otherwise, football games are always about ebb and flow, both teams having attacking moments.

If this match against Samp were a boxing match analogy.

Inter, with both hands protecting the head, using boxing gloves to guard against a fierce wave of punches from the opponent, could finally temporarily lower its guard slightly.

Now, their time to throw punches has arrived.

Without surprises, in the next fifteen minutes or so, it’s Inter’s attack phase, and Sampdoria’s defense phase.

Mancini took a deep breath and shouted to the field:

"Left side, press forward, seize the opportunity!"

Mancini intentionally placed Yuto Nagatomo on the left to create two completely different sets of tactics compared to the right side.

This was also part of his tactical adjustments.

However, the coach’s tactical setup is one thing, whether the players on the field can fully implement the tactics is another.

The former is static, a theoretical concept;

The latter is dynamic, a timely execution.

Tang Long was also very aware of this.

Now, facing a determined Sampdoria that must take points at Meazza.

Connecting directly with Bona was temporarily unreliable.

This young Italian homegrown center had already lost his way within Sampdoria’s veteran defensive line, isolated and helpless.

To push the attack forward, it still takes the overall pressing of the formation to create a numerical advantage locally.

It requires multiple connections, dispersing firepower, to hunt the opponent from multiple angles.

Nagatomo, Brozovic, and Kovacic were strong in attack.

Only by activating this left-side puzzle could they find the breakthrough for scoring!

But Tang Long also knew that the time left for this combination to unleash its power wouldn’t be long.

Mikhailovic was already closely communicating with the assistant coach on the sidelines.

"It’s their turn to launch an offensive, looking at their lineup, they must be attacking the left flank. We need to resist this wave, and at the right time, also attack their left flank!"

Sampdoria’s assistant coach nodded.

"Definitely, boss. If Regini wasn’t crippled on his right foot, we’d have sent him to the right to continue targeting that Japanese player, but it doesn’t matter, we have a backup plan. Just withstand their next 15-minute offensive wave, and the wing will still be our main battlefield!"