Football: My AI System Provides Max-Level Predictions
Chapter 177 - 148: The 2006 World Cup Final Panenka Penalty Reappears! Tang Long Channels Zidane at This Moment!_2

Chapter 177: Chapter 148: The 2006 World Cup Final Panenka Penalty Reappears! Tang Long Channels Zidane at This Moment!_2

After all, this is something a defender does.

Marchisio looked at Allegri, hoping to get the final answer from the manager.

But Allegri did not respond to Marchisio.

Because he was bewildered too!

Pushing Tang Long up to the frontline, this change had never appeared in the defensive tactical concepts of the Juventus Manager!

The first team’s coaching staff had never conducted a specific defensive tactical analysis for this either.

This is Inter’s witchcraft!

"What is Mancini up to!" Allegri hurriedly discussed countermeasures with the assistant coach.

However, the football field is full of such sudden changes.

Just when Juventus was somewhat at a loss.

Raising Tang Long forward immediately yielded direct results.

In the 53rd minute of the second half.

Facing Buffon’s goal-kick, Gualin showcased his impressive physical fitness in front of forty thousand Juventus home fans!

With two arms as thick as tree trunks, he spread them wide, his legs pushed off, and he jumped powerfully, winning the first point over Morata who was 5 centimeters taller than him!

The football flew to a position 15 meters in front of Juventus’s penalty arc.

In the past, this position belonged to attacking midfielder Tang Long, but now it’s Kovacic.

Kovacic remembered Tang Long’s advice during halftime, to not dribble or hold the ball, but to pass it immediately.

The ball returned to Gualin!

"Beautiful!"

Meanwhile, Morata, who contested for the header, was still standing there, clutching his elbowed forehead and yelling in pain.

But Gualin had already advanced forward, taking the ball and passing it to Yuto Nagatomo!

This time, Nagatomo was also smart.

Seeing that the pivot Icardi was closely marked, he didn’t rashly cross from the wing but instead made a rhythm change with a ground-level lateral pass!

"Here it comes!"

Tang Long suddenly pulled out of the penalty area!

At the moment he pulled out.

Strike partner Icardi, as if with a telepathic link, rushed sideways towards the near post!

Pop!

This time, Tang Long didn’t even look at any AI system prompts, instinctively using his heel to make a back flick, accurately finding Icardi’s route!

"Watch out for his shot!"

Juventus center-back Bonucci was very vigilant, he followed Icardi closely, blocking his space to turn and face Buffon.

He’s the most threatening scorer in Inter’s entire team. Silencing Icardi’s shooting cannon is the key to Juventus’s victory!

Icardi’s thinking seemed to be on a different track from Bonucci’s.

He wasn’t considering shooting at all, or rather, he was just a decoy, diverting Juventus’s defense to focus all their attention on him!

Pop!

Icardi didn’t even touch the ball, instead using a heel flick himself!

"Ah, that’s..."

Bonucci grabbed Icardi’s arm, watching helplessly as the football returned to Tang Long’s feet!

Tang Long!

He was like a black lightning bolt, instantly cutting into the penalty area, like a lone swordsman, facing the enemy lines.

One-on-one!

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and everyone’s eyes were focused on him.

Buffon widened his eyes, his pupils reflecting the determined figure of Tang Long.

He was just about to shout the name of another defender, Barzagli, hoping he could come quickly to assist.

But he found Barzagli was still far away from Tang Long, and distant water could not quench near thirst!

There was no choice, Buffon gritted his teeth, with only one thought in his mind: he must rush out!

In three strides, Buffon, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, pounced toward Tang Long!

At this moment, Tang Long was like a sailboat sailing on the ocean.

Buffon was like a huge wave, surging with immense power, crashing towards him!

Tang Long didn’t evade, instead, he bravely leaped, jumping atop the wave!

"Tang Long dribbles and evades!"

"He’s been tripped!"

"Buffon’s falling hand, tripped Tang Long!"

"This has got to be a penalty kick!"

"Haha, the referee runs over, decisively pointing to the penalty spot!"

"It’s a penalty!"

"What? Juventus’s defenders are still protesting, by the gesture, they’re saying Tang Long was diving?"

"Ridiculous!"

"Even a blind person can see this penalty is perfectly legitimate, Juventus, have some decency!"

Tang Long got up from the ground, greeted by an excited high-five from Icardi.

"Well done, Tang!"

"Your flick was so quick, I almost missed it."

"Haha, didn’t I learn from you!"

Then an unexpected scene unfolded.

The one stepping up to the penalty spot wasn’t Mancini’s appointed primary taker, Icardi.

It was Tang Long!

Icardi voluntarily gave the ball to Tang Long, feeling a bit nervous himself, too afraid to take the penalty.

After all, if this shot goes in, Inter can equalize, but if it doesn’t, he’ll catch a lot of flak.

Seeing Tang Long taking the ball and walking to the penalty spot.

Inter’s assistant coach Herrera got anxious!

"What the hell, Tang, don’t mess around, give the penalty back to Icardi, stick to the rules!"

Mancini pulled him back, softly saying:

"Don’t worry, let them decide for themselves."

Buffon, with his tall stature of over 1.9 meters, kept jumping on the goal line, waving his arms.

This is a goalie’s usual trick to distract the penalty taker.

The aim was to create an illusion for Tang Long from the line that the goal was smaller and the goalie covered a large area!

"Hehe, this kid actually stared at me, he won’t score this!"

Based on his years of penalty-saving experience, Buffon knew that those who like to stare at the goalie before taking the penalty often display insecurity and nervousness.

Instead, those who don’t look at the goalie and just strike decisively have a higher chance of scoring!

Tang Long stood at the penalty spot, his eyes fixed on Buffon.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a blur.

Am I actually facing Buffon at the penalty spot?

Is this the greatest goalie in the world?

Is this happening for real?

In the past, Tang Long had only seen this on television.

Now it was his turn, and Tang Long felt a bit unreal.

A scene suddenly flashed in his mind.

2006, World Cup final, France vs Italy, Zidane’s penalty kick.

Yes, just like him.

Tang Long started his run!

Just 0.5 seconds before he was about to strike the ball.

His mind had already received the prediction from the AI system — Buffon dives left!

No rush, wait till he makes his move.

Whoosh —

Buffon suddenly jumped a step to the right.

But this is not an AI system error, it’s Buffon’s deliberate fake leap to confuse Tang Long!

Sure enough!

After a slight jump to the right, Buffon swiftly shifted his weight and flew to the left, his arms outstretched like bayonets!

Thud!

With a dull thud, Buffon lunged into empty air, his body like a broken kite, crashing heavily onto the grass, sending grass chips and dust flying.

He turned his head, eyes filled with disbelief.

The football, as if mocking, drew a perfect arc through the air, struck the top right corner of the goal with a crisp "Duang," then gently bounced down, into the net.

Boom!

At that moment, it was like a bomb exploded in Buffon’s mind, sending fragments of his thoughts flying.

The image of that penalty in 2006 suddenly hit him.

"Humiliated, damn!"

He felt as if his spine had gone limp, his body lost all support, uncontrollably collapsing, ending up lying feebly inside the goal line.