Football: My AI System Provides Max-Level Predictions-Chapter 41: Push him, kick him, tackle him, take him down in the strangling!

Chapter 41: Chapter 41: Push him, kick him, tackle him, take him down in the strangling!

Tang Long stood with open arms, ready to embrace the Argentine, but suddenly a heavy weight came from behind, causing him to stagger.

Captain Ranocchia’s 195 cm frame was almost entirely pressing on Tang Long’s back!

"You actually passed the ball, you actually got it into the penalty area, what were you thinking, huh?"

Everyone surrounded Tang Long in celebration.

So much so that the goal-scoring Icardi didn’t seem so conspicuous.

Several players on the bench jumped out, cheering joyfully.

Berni’s towel helicopter fan spun just in time to whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Mancini clapped rather woodenly, his mind somewhat unable to keep up.

Just now he was lamenting the missed cooperation between Podolski and Icardi, and now a goal was scored, the pace is too fast!

However, Mancini noticed that even though the referee had already ruled the goal as valid.

Four or five Bologna players were still chattering non-stop around the referee.

"Ref, this was absolutely offside!"

"I was the last defender, Icardi was definitely behind me!"

"The linesman must be blind, ref, I swear to God, Icardi was 100% offside on this one!"

In early 2015, the Serie A grounds hadn’t introduced VAR yet.

There was no way to give offside indications to the referee through slow-mo.

The head referee communicated with the linesman in the earpiece, "David, you didn’t raise the flag, so Icardi wasn’t offside, right?"

The linesman was actually a bit uncertain in his heart.

But he didn’t raise the flag immediately, so the decision made couldn’t be retracted.

"No offside, I’m certain."

In fact, even Tang Long himself wasn’t sure; he just followed the AI’s prompt to pass the ball quickly, but whether he actually completed the pass in 1.5 seconds, he didn’t know.

The goal-scoring Icardi didn’t care at all whether he was offside; he’s a striker, born to be on the offside line, if the referee doesn’t blow the whistle, then it’s a good goal!

According to Serie A Alliance rules.

Such controversial offside calls won’t be replayed on the big screen in the stadium.

The aim is to consider the fans’ emotions — if it really was offside, the home Bologna fans would definitely cause a ruckus.

However, on the television broadcast footage, there were three replays.

At the moment when Tang Long touched the ball, a yellow offside line was drawn in Bologna’s penalty area.

"Coach Zhang, was this offside or not? From the angle of the slow-motion replay, it seems unclear." Duan Xuan was meticulously distinguishing the pixels on the screen.

"Hehe, hehe! Hard to say, this ball," Zhang Lu gave his signature chuckle, "it’s all razor-thin, the decision to call it or not is entirely the linesman’s split-second naked-eye judgment."

"We can’t be 100% sure even with slow-motion, let alone the linesman’s naked eye. Can’t be too harsh on the referee, just hope that in the future, such controversial decisions could provide the head referee with a slow-motion replay on the sideline, perhaps making it fairer."

Though Zhang Lu said this aloud, inside he was quite pleased.

If the linesman had truly ruled Tang Long’s assist as offside, Coach Zhang would have definitely sworn in his heart~

The 1-1 scoreline held until halftime.

In the home team’s locker room.

Bologna’s players were clamoring noisily.

Several defenders said the referee was blind, missing the offside call!

Affected by their emotions, other players who didn’t even see it clearly at the time were also angrily cursing the linesman.

Someone even said they wanted to find an opportunity to have a drink with the referee after the match and settle it.

Head coach Lopez walked in sullenly.

"Why is everyone yelling blindly? It’s just that we’ve been leveled, and now you’re talking about hitting the referee over this small issue. Is that all you’re capable of!" fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Bornerelli looked aggrieved as he complained to the coach.

"Boss, that Ranocchia sticks to me like glue, wherever I go there he is, always sticking to me. He’s taller than me, I can’t get any advantage off him!"

Short-legged Tiger Giaccherini was similarly in low spirits.

"Nagatomo and Dambrosio have switched positions, this Japanese player is as short as I am, his turning is fast, it feels like my steps can’t get past him."

Destro, who had scored a goal, was also complaining.

"Dambrosio is such a sly old fox; every time I jump, he secretly pulls my shirt, perfectly blocking the referee’s view. I protested several times, but it was useless. He even grabbed me by the crotch the last time, damn he’s vicious!"

Lopez walked to the tactics board, writing on it with a carbon pen as he spoke.

"Playing against a team like Inter, you absolutely can’t make mistakes. Once you make a mistake, they’ll seize the opportunity. In the second half, we’ll do this first, then this, and then this..."

After finishing, Lopez called out Davis by name.

"Davis, how did I brief you before the match? I told you to provoke Tang, but you didn’t do it well; Tang even got an assist!"

Davis scratched his head.

"Boss, I harassed him several times, but this guy seems impervious to anything. I cursed him in Italian and English together, and he just smiled at me like an idiot, not sure if he even understood what I was saying."

Lopez took the pen and thudded it heavily on the Canadian’s cranium!

Duang~

"Davis, I heard your grandpa used to fish in the extreme-cold fishing grounds in Canada. In my impression, people from cold regions are all iron-blooded tough guys!

Just verbally harassing him is useless, you gotta get physical!

Push him, kick him, tackle him, bring him down in endless skirmishes!

Didn’t he take you down with the ball earlier, if you’re a man, go get him back! Make him angry, make him retaliate, get him a red card and off the pitch!"

Only then did Davis suddenly realize, nodding his head.

He shot up and immediately declared:

"Alright boss, I don’t have a yellow card now anyway; I’ll just go all out on this Chinese guy!"

At the end, he didn’t forget to rally his teammates.

"Brothers, let’s take down Inter at home, don’t we have confidence? Yes, we must have it!"

The players of both teams emerged in the players’ tunnel.

Davis rushed over, pretending it was unintentional, and slammed into Tang Long’s shoulder from behind.

Tang Long staggered, and Ranocchia quickly steadied him.

Icardi was right beside him, saw it clearly, and was angrily about to confront Davis.

Ranocchia pulled him back.

"Don’t rush, I have a way to deal with him."

"Mauro, don’t worry," Tang Long rubbed his shoulder with a smile, "There’re cameras all over the tunnel; don’t worry, I also have a way to deal with him."

The entire Bologna team faithfully executed coach Lopez’s violent tactics.

They started the game as if they were on adrenaline, howling like a pack of wolves at every player with the ball.

Whoosh!

20-year-old young player Kovacic held the ball for just a second before an opponent stepped in.

Using thigh and hip muscles, they directly knocked the Croatian to the ground, rolling him over three times.

The referee hesitated, whistled, but didn’t card anyone.

Possibly trying to gauge the referee’s relatively lenient stance.

Bologna frequently used actions bordering on cardable offenses to infringe on Inter players, making the game fragmented, with too many pauses, and very ugly!

In the first 20 minutes of the second half, neither side even made a single shot, both caught up in midfield entanglement.

Bologna players inherently had an advantage in height and build, so returning to their familiar style, they played seamlessly.

During a positional attack, advancing to the frontcourt, Tang Long received the ball with his back.

Before he could turn around, he felt a gust of chill wind approaching...