Chapter 12 Serie A debut! "Enrique sets a new record: Roma loses to Cagliari for the first time in 43 years." "Since Enrique coached Roma, he has set 17 shameful records in the team's history." "The expensive lineup lost again and again. Enrique: "The team is still a baby with a pacifier in its mouth. We can't ask too much of it."" "Enrique was banned for three games for his rash words when questioning the referee." "Roma center forward Osvaldo, suspended for one game due to red card." The first team returned to the Eternal City in disgrace. Enrique stayed in the base garage until the early morning before he dared to sneak home. He wanted to take a hot bath, forget his worries, and have a good sleep. Some people can't sleep.

The wind was howling and heavy rain was raging on the ancient city. The club's top management held an emergency meeting late at night. The ashtray on Sabatini's desk was filled with cigarette butts. The faces of the participants were filled with anger and sadness. Last summer, Roma's investment in signings was second only to Manchester City and Paris Saint-Germain in Europe, but its record this season has been a mess. Everyone cursed Enrique a thousand times in their hearts. "The attitude of the American consortium is: Enrique must not be dismissed, give him some more time." "Fans also burned the American flag at the entrance of the office building, and even heavy rain could not drive them away." “Vote! Choose the most suitable solution within our power!” "What will we do in the next three games without Luis Enrique's on-the-spot command?" "." Raindrops pounded against the old wooden windows. The wounded red wolf was walking in the mud, not knowing where to go. The next morning. After the rain, the sky clears up. Trigoria training base. Enrique acted as if nothing had happened and asked the players to carry out training step by step, while he explained the preparation details to the coaching staff. "I have arranged all the tactical details for the next three games against Fiorentina, Lazio and AC Milan!" "Strictly enforce it! Got it?"

"I'll pass you notes in the stands." The coaching staff members nodded in agreement. A chubby hand was raised, Ivan stood up, pulled up his trousers that were loosened by his belly, and said, "Boss, Osvaldo is suspended, so we can let Gao take the striker position." "No! Gao can't adapt to the intensity of Serie A for the time being." "Don't you know that I have high requirements for strikers?" Enrique interrupted decisively! Although he asked Gao Qi to participate in group training and learn the concept of the defense, he never thought of giving the young Chinese player a chance to play in Serie A. I didn't give Totti many opportunities to play, let alone a number nine and a half who is not as good as Totti? Totti's injury will take more than a month to heal. "I emphasize again, without a center, we will play without a striker." Time just passes day by day. In his spare time, Gao Qi followed Bojan to visit the attractions in Rome. The two guys took photos with buildings such as the Colosseum, St. Peter's Basilica, the Pantheon, etc. The locals who helped take the photo were very satisfied with the distance between the two people and their postures because during this historical period, 84% of the population in the Apennines were Christians and opposed to ***. on the way back. They found that their wallets had been stolen, which greatly affected their mood for sightseeing. "Rome has many churches, many beggars, and many thieves. Hey? Great! Have you received the message from the coaching staff? You are on the roster for the weekend game!" "Luckily the phone wasn't stolen." Boyang raised his hand and patted Gao Qi's shoulder excitedly. The latter took the phone and saw that his name appeared at the very end of the list. Gao Qi couldn't help but feel a little happy and excited. If he had the chance to play in the next two Serie A games, he would be able to put the pieces together. If you want to gain a foothold in the top five leagues, you really need talent. Talents are also divided into different levels, with most people being "ascending beings who have gone through hardships and become one of the 100,000 heavenly soldiers who encircled and suppressed Sun Wukong." On Saturday, the Serie A match day arrives. The Olympic Stadium is like a forest of fiery red maple leaves. Fireworks burst out from the South Stand. Red smoke bombs were thrown onto the green field. The Red Wolves flag fluttered in the wind. More than 70,000 Roma fans sang the team song in unison.

"CTV5! CTV5! Good evening, viewers." "Now we are broadcasting live the 2011/12 Serie A season for you." "Roma at home against Fiorentina." "The Red Wolves, who are struggling to move forward, must regain their strength with a victory!" "Good news! Chinese youngster Gao Qi is on the roster. He has a good chance of making his Serie A debut tonight!" "Coach Zhang, what do you think?" "The center forwards of the Roma team are either injured or suspended. Of course Gao Qi has a chance. Hey? Enrique is going to play without a striker?" "It's not surprising. Enrique set a record of changing the lineup thirteen times in thirteen games." Enrique is panicking now! He was suspended for three games and is currently sitting in a seat in the stands near the coaching booth, holding a pen and a small notebook in his hands, ready to pass "tactical adjustment" notes to the assistant coaches at any time. The Roma fans around him were eyeing him covetously. Cannibalistic eyes! The cursing banner, blown by the strong wind, was raised high above the head of the Roma coach. If I lose this game, can I still walk out of the Olympic Stadium standing? "The following introduces you to the starting lineups of both sides." "Roma's formation is 4-3-3!" "Goalkeeper: Stekelenburg." "Defenders: Heinze, Kjaer, Aleandro, Taddei." "Midfield: Greco, De Rossi, Pizarro." "Forwards: Pjanic, Bojan, Lamela." Studio. Barrage flying. - [Isn't Pjanic a midfielder? Can Bojan play as a center forward? ] - [It is indeed a frontless formation! 】 - [The Dutch goalkeeper's value in the South Africa World Cup final has fallen to a low point in Rome. 】 - [If I were the head coach of Roma, my performance would be better than Enrique's.] "The lineup that Fiorentina put out was..." "." Beep! With the referee's whistle, the game officially begins! Bald Ivan stood in the command area with his hands behind his back. Gao Qi sat on the bench and watched the game attentively. Seven minutes later. The entire Olympic Stadium erupted in curses. Roma's net was lifted high. The CTV5 commentator was excited: "Pretty!"

"Eastern European Messi Jovetic! A lob shot broke through the Roma goal!" "The real Red Wolf killer!" "In the last round, Jovetic made Roma suffer just two minutes into the game!" In the stands. A banana peel hit Enrique on the head. He suppressed his anger and continued writing and drawing in his small notebook, pretending not to see the expressions of the fans around him. The next game entered a plot familiar to Roma fans. The football was passed between the red and yellow jerseys. The Red Wolf warriors kept changing their "triangle" running positions. It's a low-profile version of Barcelona. The ball just couldn't get into Fiorentina's danger zone. I try my best to get in, but I can never get in. "The attacking width is very wide." "Bojan, who played as a tonight, retreated to the midfield to receive the ball. That was a no-brainer. There was no way he could threaten Fiorentina's low defense." "There's no one at the front of the Roman formation." "Lamela and Pjanic are both small and they can't hold on even if they get in." "Florence's two central defenders played very easily, with no one to hold them back, giving them plenty of time to build their defense." "It's 2011 now. During the independent attack phase, forwards should not retreat casually. You have to think about whether you are Messi or Ronaldo." "Look, the Fiorentina center back is so easy to steal the ball without anyone restraining him." "I don't have Barcelona's life, but I have Barcelona's disease." "The counterattack is coming." "Yovetic!" "Single sword!" "This is the real Eastern European Messi and Eastern European Ronaldo!" "This save by the Roma goalkeeper is very thrilling. He is worthy of being called the Tulip Goalkeeper." Stekelenburg was in great pain. After finally becoming famous in the World Cup in South Africa, he thought he would become a main player of a top club like Robben, Sneijder and Van Persie, but he ended up coming to Rome. Snapped.

The ball is passed to defender Kjaer. Kjaer was not pressured by Fiorentina's forward line. He strictly followed Enrique's requirements: quickly pass the ball from the backcourt. The full-back who received the ball, Heinze, cursed Kjaer and Enrique a hundred times in his heart. It is 2011 now. If the central defender is not under high pressure, he must dribble the ball forward to change the opponent's pressure network and create space for passing the ball. If the ball is passed directly from the backcourt like Barcelona did, the receiver will definitely be attacked by the opponent's "pushing back and pressing the net". Once the receiver loses the ball, he will definitely become the target of public criticism. “The ball is lost!” "How could Heinze lose the ball so easily?" "Yovetic again!" "Hit the door!" "It's so dangerous." "Goalkeeper Stekelenburg has done a great job again." "This game is a microcosm of Enrique's coaching of Roma. The team still exposed those problems." Bald Ivan was very anxious because he had no right to make adjustments on his own. All I could do was wait quietly for the little note from Enrique that came down from the stands. The first half is not over yet. Three small notes were passed over. What the hell? It keeps changing. The content of the note made the coaching staff cry. Gao Qi followed his teammates to warm up along the sidelines. He roughly knew the content of Enrique's note: let the midfield and the two wingers speed up the rotation, leave people standing at the top of the formation, and others assist Bojan to retreat and receive the ball, so as to make a beautiful pass and penetrate into Florence's dangerous area. The framework is fine. Replicate the Dream Three Barcelona. But Roma doesn't have the same lineup as Barcelona. Studio. - [Bojan is so tired, playing both the role of a father and a mother, always having to retreat, what kind of rookies are these teammates in Roma. ] - [Isn't it that Bojan can't play the nine position? He can't stand at the front, so he can only retreat, allowing other teammates to rotate to the front to bear the pressure. ] - 【Bojan is still very effective as a winger. 】 - [Yes, Bojan is the most talented player in European history, but his tactical impact is unlikely to reach the level of Messi or Ronaldo.] - [Roma has no center forward. Let's see if Gao Qi will play. ] - [It's useless for Gao Qi to play. He has never played a game of this intensity.] - [Sucks for Roma, sucks for Enrique, I've been chasing you to win the handicap this season and I've lost all my underwear. ] As time goes by. Enrique in the stands had his head hit by objects that changed from banana peels to cans and lighters. He stood up angrily and turned around to argue with the fans. Security personnel quickly moved in and temporarily calmed the chaos. The Olympic Stadium does not belong to Roma. The security personnel are paid by the municipality, and they really dislike the Roma coach.

The game went to the 70th minute. The LED scoreboard in the air still showed the score of 0:1. Fiorentina almost scored again! Roma fans can't hold it anymore! The entire stadium echoed with their angry roars! 'Enrique is out!' "Get out of Rome!" blah blah blah! Enrique looked up at the sky full of debris, just like a rain in a Roman winter. Banana peel. Cans. Melon seed shells. lighter. non-stick pan! Amid the chaos, security guards raised their shields and dragged the cursing Roma coach into the passage. The security team does not receive any salary from the Roma club, so who cares whether you have a coach passing you notes to give you instructions? Don't kill anyone. Quickly send the smuggled coach to the security room. The Roma coaching staff was a little panicked. Without the note, how can we play the game? Leaderless. Bald Ivan walked back to the coaching booth, pulled up his trousers, and said decisively: "What a panic!" "Enrique has gone into hiding, we can't defeat him!" "Gao, get ready to play. What we lack now is a center who can hold his position!" Gao Qi had just finished warming up and returned to the bench. When he heard the news, he didn't have time to be surprised. The mechanical and cold electronic synthesized sound rang in my mind at the right time. [Ding! Mission triggered: Turn the tide. ] [Mission content: The dying red wolf is on the verge of death. At the most critical moment, someone needs to stand up! Leave a glorious page on this ancient land.] In the 73rd minute of the game, the football flew out of bounds. Dead ball phase.

The assistant referee outside the center circle raised the LED substitution board. The cursing at the Olympic Stadium suddenly died down a lot. Roma fans looked at the tall, dark-haired figure on the sidelines, their eyes filled with confusion. "At this time, Roma made a substitution!" "Next up is the 18-year-old young player Gao Qi!" "Replace Argentine teenager Lamela!" "It has been many, many years since Chinese players appeared in Serie A!" The CTV5 commentator's tone was extremely excited. On the top stage of the five major leagues, a Chinese player finally appeared again. The replacement process is not that fast. Lamela on the field knew he was going to be substituted, and he showed an angry expression and looked reluctant. Ivan climbed onto Gao Qi's shoulders, ready to explain the next details: "The other team has two central defenders." "Ivan, I understand the characteristics of Fiorentina's defense. The two central defenders are very close together, and the distance between the two lines in the defensive phase is also very close. My task is..." "Very good! Gao, you think the same as I do!" The bald assistant coach squatted down and helped Gao Qi adjust his shin guards. He was gambling. He took the initiative to replace the young Chinese player, taking a risk and making a big gamble! I can't distinguish the sound of the wind from the voices calling in my ears. The Olympic Stadium, the stands and the green field are in sight, with a red ocean surrounding a small green island. Gao Qi took a deep breath and stepped onto the Serie A stage. At the same time, Enrique, who was sent to the stadium's security room, looked at the black-haired boy on the surveillance screen with a surprised expression. The security guard turned his head and said with disdain: "Even my grandma knows that we should have a big guy up front." "You don't know as much about football as I do!" "The camera gave a close-up of the young Chinese player." “Not at all.” "The hand gestures were very quick, conveying the coaching staff's intentions for adjustments to his teammates." "The referee signals the player to throw the ball in." "Roma's formation change this time is quite interesting. 433 becomes 442. Bojan and Gao Qi form a tall and fast formation, and Pjanic retreats to midfield."

“No more directing!” "It's a very concise fight! Rome doesn't have much time left, so we have to fight like this!" One high and one fast? Boyang looked at Gao Qi who was retreating and felt that he was the "Gao". Fiorentina's defense was a bit uncomfortable. The retracement of Gao Qi is not deep. Not deep at all. It happened to be stuck at the first barrier between the two lines. I had to follow the black-haired boy's receiving position and widen the originally tight distance. The scene gradually changed. The front part of the Roman formation structure seemed to have a huge stick that was stirring constantly! The game went to the 86th minute. Gao Qi held the Fiorentina player Andri with his back in the opponent's "first line of defense" area. Andri is only meters tall and a technical midfielder. He tried his best but was unable to cause any interference. Snapped! Gao Qi stopped the ball passed by Pjanic from the left half with his right foot. one second. two seconds. The moment Florence's defense tightened. He turned sideways and kicked up. The football flew off the ground and spun to the right. The quality is not very high, the lines are erratic and the landing point is hard to predict. It is far from achieving the ultimate precision. However, the Florence defense, which had been pulled by Gao Qi for a long time, unknowingly left a vacuum area on the right. "It's different to have a big fulcrum in the back-end position." "Gao Qi's position is very different. He pinned Bojan to the front of the formation, and he played as a very traditional number nine and a half tactic." "Well, each number nine and a half has different characteristics, and the resulting offensive methods are also different." "Gao Qi is very good at playing to one's strengths and avoiding one's weaknesses." “His timing of passing the ball is also very subtle.” "Roma full-back Taddei receives the ball and the space is wide open." "Pay attention to Gao Qi's movement!"

"Put it in hard!" "Fiorentina's defense line tilted to the right, leaving space in the middle, with only one player following Gao Qi." "Taddei and Bojan are overlapping, pass the ball quickly. Enrique is not here, so don't play so many passes!" "It's spread!" "Gao Qi!" "Jump up!" "Smash it for me!" (End of this chapter)