Football: My AI System Provides Max-Level Predictions
Chapter 198 - 169: Sure, that’s very wild! Will the 2012 European Cup’s violent shot against Germany be reenacted?

Chapter 198: Chapter 169: Sure, that’s very wild! Will the 2012 European Cup’s violent shot against Germany be reenacted?

The 21-year-old Emre Can has just transferred to Liverpool, and it’s clear that his playing style isn’t mature yet.

Just now, he clearly neglected Tang Long’s sudden change in pace and was unprepared himself, which allowed Yuto Nagatomo to take advantage of him.

"Mario was right, you need to use your brain, Can, we’re up against Inter Milan, keep your head clear!"

Captain Gerrard said this to the young player Emre.

Poor Emre Can, looking so aggrieved, yet doesn’t dare to talk back.

There’s Gerrard and Balotelli, both are seasoned players who’ve played in top leagues for many years.

He, a 21-year-old newcomer who just transferred from Bayer Leverkusen to the Red Army for twelve million euros, indeed can’t speak up in the locker room.

"I know, I’ll use my brain, brothers," Emre Can said, lowering his head.

"Saying you know doesn’t mean anything," seeing that the captain agreed with his critique, Balotelli held himself strong, "Watch how I play, I’m the only one in this team who has played in Serie A, I know how to deal with Inter Milan, keep your eyes wide open!"

Inter player celebrations ended.

Liverpool restarted the game.

Forward Lambert stepped on the ball.

The referee blew the whistle, and he passed the ball to Balotelli beside him.

"Don’t worry Mario, it’s still early, we still have..."

Before Lambert could finish his sentence, there was a loud bang!

Botte Exception suddenly charged forward!

Lambert felt a gust of wind blow past him, then saw the soccer ball soaring high towards Inter’s backfield!

"Ah, this is..."

33-year-old veteran Lambert was dumbfounded!

Playing professional football for over ten years.

Directly shooting at the goal from midfield, it’s his first time seeing it!

Inter players were also stunned.

All of them stood still, looking back—

Only to see the soccer ball spinning violently, first flying high into the air, crossing half the field, then rapidly descending, the ball speed suddenly increasing, heading towards Inter’s goal!

Bang!

Handanovic on the goal line, raised both hands high, unmoved like a clock, steadily catching the ball from above his head.

The broadcast camera quickly focused on Handanovic.

Handanovic smiled, first smiling at Ranocchia on the left, then at Juan on the right.

Although all three of them were smiling~

Balotelli truly lives up to his name, definitely humorous.

With that kind of ball, shooting directly at the goal; what do you think this is, a neighborhood pick-up game?

Even if you shot 100 times, you wouldn’t score.

Mancini on the sidelines couldn’t help but cover his face with both hands upon seeing this.

His feelings were complicated.

On one hand, he believed the game was settled!

Balotelli acting crazy just ten minutes in means this game is a sure win.

On the other hand, Mancini felt somewhat frustrated...

One year at Inter, three years at Manchester City.

I’ve coached Balotelli for a full four years, investing more effort in him than any other player!

This guy, what kind of brain does he have to think of directly shooting from midfield?

Do you think our 192cm tall professional goalkeeper is a 12-year-old child?

Or are you saying Handanovic’s mind went nutty like yours, to stand at the goal line from so far away, letting you score?

Lambert looked at Balotelli, flabbergasted.

Before he could speak, Balotelli sternly said to him:

"See, this is called catching people off guard; playing soccer requires using your brain this way."

Turning around, Botte Exception deliberately avoided the scolding Captain Gerrard and ran in front of Emre Can.

"Use your brain! Look at Handanovic, he uses his brain; he was prepared in advance, that’s why he avoided being attacked by me. Even if it’s the opponent, he’s worth learning from!"

Emre Can: ???

What on earth is this...

The livestream room exploded with laughter!

-[Whoa, Balotelli’s midfield kickoff shot, truly bold!]

-[Okay, it’s really wild!]

-[I’m studying architecture; this is just absurd!]

-[I’m studying biology; this is a hindrance!]

-[I’m studying programming; this is f*** my mom!]

-[Truly entertained me; does he really know Serie A?]

-[Honestly speaking, midfield kickoff shots aren’t unheard of. In the 2009 Champions League semifinals, Chelsea home match against Barça, the Blues were suppressed like crazy, and Essien kicked one right at kickoff as well]

-[That’s different; Essien did it to lift spirits when Chelsea had been unable to shoot for a long time, and it was necessary to take a shot! What’s up with Balotelli’s shot; the game just started ten minutes ago, isn’t it just returning possession to Inter?]

-[I’m laughing; we can’t understand Balotelli’s world!]

The two teams continued to battle.

Balotelli and Gualin competed for a high ball, the ball flew out of bounds, and Balotelli fell.

Tang Long actively walked over, reaching out to lift him.

"Your midfield shot, really bold; almost caught everyone off guard, impressive!" Tang Long said with a hint of amusement.

"No big deal, haha," Balotelli patted Tang Long’s shoulder, "I have even more awesome moves; it’s early, you’ll witness them."

In the 27th minute of the first half.

Liverpool’s midfield, with Gerrard as the core, patiently passed 15 times and finally tore apart Inter’s defense.

It’s Captain Jie’s turn to play the cards!

His right foot arcs beautifully, the spinning soccer ball just barely crosses the tallest in the field, Inter’s center-back Ranocchia’s head!

"Ranocchia misjudged the header!"

"Balotelli!"

"Gerrard true to his name!"

"Perfectly passing over the tall Inter defender, Balotelli is chasing!"

"Wait!"

"This scene really resembles the 2012 European Cup semifinals!"

"Ranocchia is chasing desperately from behind, but Balotelli is too ahead!"

"All alone now, he..."

He Wei had barely finished speaking before the ball flew away!

About 20 meters from Inter’s goalkeeper Handanovic, with no defense in sight, Balotelli didn’t opt to progress further for a secure final strike.

He waited for the ball to settle, and then hammered it into an air shot!

Without even looking at Handanovic’s position!

Whoosh—

The soccer ball roared as it narrowly sailed over the top of the goal by ten centimeters!

Handanovic stood motionless inside the penalty area, raising his head.

Cold sweat broke out over his forehead.

So close!

A tiny margin.

Then he felt relieved.

Ha-ha!

If I had rushed out, I would’ve been beaten most likely.

Despite having a straightforward goal opportunity, Balotelli opted for the tough one, suit yourself!

"What kind of flashy move are you pulling, Mario? Please, play properly!"

Just as Balotelli and Gerrard were fiercely arguing, claiming he recreated a famous scene from the 2012 European Cup.

Handanovic was still active on his end!

Taking advantage of Liverpool players’ disappointment at Balotelli’s antics.

He made a long-range quick goal kick, with the soccer ball flying over 60 meters, precisely landing at forward Tang Long’s feet!

Whoa—

Only then did Liverpool players react, hastily setting up their defense!

This sudden change of pace caught many off guard.

Tang Long seized the opportunity and made a simple one-two combination with Icardi, suddenly entering the penalty area!

"Tang Long all alone!"

"How will he handle it?"

"Haha! Nice ball!"

"A simple feint, bypassing Liverpool’s goalkeeper Mignolet!"

"Push into an empty goal!"

"2-0!"

"An all-alone play should be like this, not overthinking like Balotelli!"

"The situation has sharply changed!"

"Missing opportunities will lead to punishment; this principle is being confirmed again in this UEFA Europa League semifinal match!"

Finally, it was Balotelli’s turn to be dumbfounded.

He watched Tang Long wave his fists as he roared past, celebrating boldly with teammates.

Balotelli folded his arms, watching Tang Long’s cheerful back, and plunged into pondering life’s matters.