Bayern Munich's dressing room saw Heynckes' adjustments as concise.

"Raise the overall speed."

"Sit down and rest." Even with a three-goal aggregate deficit, the German giants' lack of decline is temporary—it's the two-legged aggregate score, not the live score.

There was no grand, impassioned speech. Everyone seized the little remaining halftime time to rest in the Chelsea dressing room.

Who could have imagined that in the tactical evolution of European football, that seemingly reasonable move would gradually become the mainstream: slowing down the tempo.

The front pulls around, and the "core player slows down, dribbling the ball, enticing with time and space."

"Niu Fu is dribbling along the baseline, into the inverted octagon!"

-【First half: slowing the pace, controlling the field, left-wing explosions, organizing and connecting】- The ball comes to Muller's feet. "Ahumel Quetta is running diagonally, inserting himself into Bayern's flank! I've become a winger now."

From a God's-eye view, space opens up in the front.

"Spili's shot is of extremely low quality!"

Bayern regain possession. "Even when leading, we must not let our guard down."

Well, according to the analysis report from Southampton's youth academy...

"Too bad I'm facing Neuer!"

"Why is Bayern being so honest!"

Despair.

Neuer goes all out, punching the ball away with both fists!

Livestream.

The ball rolls very slowly across the green field, a completely different rhythm from the second half. "Bayern didn't expect Chelsea to play so intricately!"

Accompanied by the referee's whistle.

"The ball is passed over again!"

The match data panel is constantly refreshing; the number of touches in the first half… rivaling Alonso, Busquets, Kroos, Jorginho. Ahumel Quetta, panting, gives Muller a thumbs-up. "Morata and Boateng in the center of the wall have their backs to the ball, limiting Chelsea's central wall from tracking back!

85th minute of the match.

Buffon wants to tell a joke, but as soon as he starts, his teammates burst into laughter. VIP box: "The form is slowing down, but the essence is creating the safest way to counterattack."

"The forward teammates are running into position, slowing down for the counterattack."

[Slowing down, a divine skill that hard-counters Heynckes' Bayern.] At Allianz Arena, Chelsea fans who traveled with the team gave a tidal wave of applause - [Pass, stop, dribble, shoot… a super small core.] "Oh no, blocked by Neuer again!"

The limitations of getting past an opponent when dribbling the ball are reduced. "Chelsea's central wall caused a chaotic chain reaction, leading to confusion in the entire penalty area!"

Slightly speed up the tempo before the 70-minute mark.

Whew!

Niu Fu barely stops the ball near the baseline. Bayern's old coach shakes his head helplessly, looking lost.

Hypnotic tactics, rampant in Europe. "The ball is very slow, the arc is very large; the small-range skills are like cannonballs, blocked by pink gloves!"

Ahumel Quetta throws the ball to Drinkwater in the center. Becken Niu Fu, Mala Shaona, Da Luo, Zidane, Xavi, Iniesta, Pirlo, Modric, Kroos, 91 Messi, Havertz, Marcelo. Chelsea's formation is extremely compressed. In the previous century, in the 1980s, when long-passing skills were relatively lacking, it was on the other side.

That's another tendency that many fans consider reasonable.

Sideline.

Inward cut.

Tu Bowler waves his fists, rushing onto the green field, full of spirit.

"The heating solution comes from the local family business - Viessmann."

Muller and I exchanged a few hand gestures. - [Second half, two goals embodying the ultimate individual ability.] "That was close... Chelsea almost completely killed the game!"

Kimmich takes a free kick. Tuchel proposes the adjustment for the second half. Diego Costa and Spili, one in front and one behind.

Muller is in his own half, eighty meters out. Ahumel Quetta cuts diagonally to assist, giving Muller space. The illusory figure of Becken Li Kang in Muller's vision becomes increasingly dazzling. "Niu Fu-kun!"

The Polish god-striker is very annoyed tonight; the opportunities to touch the ball… all depend on the restart at the center circle. Rushing to the edge of the small penalty area, when facing Niu Fu-kun's interception, the Chelsea god-striker used incomparably flexible footwork, finding the best shooting angle in the crowded space.

Bayern fans are terrified. Not to mention, the La Masia disciples in the Cruyff octagon system. Heynckes silently walks to the tunnel, leaving behind a lonely figure.

Heynckes' high-pressing Bayern finally reveals a trace of weakness.

The referee takes out foam spray, drawing a "U" shape at the spot of the foul.

The trajectory is precise enough.

The downward momentum of the ball is very strong. Chelsea arranges a one-man wall in front of the penalty arc. Tu Bowler throws the ball to Ahumel Quetta.

Bayern's defenders desperately press. Trailing by eight goals, there's not much time left for Bayern Munich. "Niu Fu didn't cooperate with Ahumel Quetta on the ground... instead, he directly lofts the ball, a long pass into the penalty area!"

The weak-side interception net that Chelsea suffered so much from in the first leg... is it failing just like that?

Seven past one, shaking off Il. Bayern's formation presses backward.

"In the blink of an eye, he broke through Kimmich's position."

However, if a football cartoon dared to describe that move in a match, it would be met with fierce opposition from many fans.

Sheng Fu doesn't pass the ball immediately, doesn't run immediately. Wai Bei Wai decisively rushes forward. Short passing, short passing, short passing, short passing, short passing. Just the ball-handling time of Xavi and Iniesta alone far exceeds eight minutes.

The Allianz Arena once again resounds with sighs of despair - [Times have changed. Chelsea's slowing the pace, enticing... forces Bayern to compress backward, exposing asymmetrical frontcourt space.

In the outer area, Xiao Wei Luiz jumps high, ahead of Wai Bei Wai, heading the ball to Kante. Muller is surrounded by his teammates, then lifted high. A dazzling, small arc is outlined in the sky above Allianz Arena.

"The fourth official raises the LED board at the sideline, giving seven minutes of stoppage time." "Alaba didn't immediately make a tracking-back posture, he was overtaken!"

"Sweeping the ball to Niu Fu on the flank... Muller touches the ball once, passing it to Spili in the open space in the penalty area!"

The time for slowing down is here again!

"Oh no, look at this attack. Robben is brought down by Bakayoko!"

Kante passes the ball back to the frontcourt.

A natural movement to regain composure, triggering an endless barrage of comments. "Viessmann Heating Technology Limited's eighth factory in China is located in..."

The white-haired figure rises and falls in the spotlight, blasting through Bayern Munich's high-level defense. "Muller passes the ball to the unguarded area on the outside! He inserts inside again!"

Finally.

A twisting long pass. The referee blows the whistle to end the match. Which European stars like to dribble the ball?

"Lewandowski quickly circles behind to receive the ball!"

"Can the German giants complete the comeback in the final 45 minutes?"

- [Reign in Munich!] - [F*** your mother, refund the money!] Immediately following.

The referee team leads both teams back onto the field. "Muller decided the course of the game!"

Everyone would think: It's reasonable.

Heynckes' expression couldn't hide his confusion. 78th minute of the match. Livestream.

Niu Fu retreats from the left wing, then cuts inward to the center.

"Oh no!"

"The inward spin that Muller puts on the ball is too terrifying!"

"Header."

The goal is not to get past an opponent, but to get rid of being marked. Sideline. "No suspense."

A stupid scriptwriter? Letting the protagonist dribble the ball. Time slowly passes. "A beautiful pass!"

The old man's expression is calm, but his flushed cheeks can't hide his inner relaxation. "Neither side has made any substitutions for the time being."

"Didn't shoot himself!"

"A free kick opportunity near the corner of the small penalty area on the left!"

"Spili!"

Sleepy viewers suddenly wake up.

"Don't rush, look at the positioning of the ball." - [The entire match is completely Muller's performance.] A group of Bayern legends once again look at the football emperor: Did this guy instill everything he learned into his opponent?

"Hey? Niu Fu's dribbling move is very reasonable."

Muller stops the ball again. - [There's still so much time left in the match, why are they passing the ball around now? My little 3.5!] Stopping the ball with his foot. "The floor heating at the Allianz Arena is very advanced."

"Buffon!"

Bayern Munich 0:2 Chelsea. I think I played well.

Tu Bowler's expression is excited, making an exaggerated gesture of pressing down with both hands. Whoosh!

"Morata, who completed the disruption, is now running to a position eight yards from the goal!"

A handsome face, calm and composed. "The ball is lost. "Beautiful, passed to Muller again."

Dino carefully reviews the tactical details of the first half. Spili dribbles and runs. "Let's wait and see!"

The author of that paper is Sassuolo coach Roberto De Zerbi. From a God's-eye view, after Heynckes' Bayern loses possession, the interception line in the mid-rear quickly establishes itself. After a brief silence, a midfielder can create different threats by using different passing methods in different environments, pioneering long-passing techniques for future generations, worthy of the name of Emperor.

Sheng Fu on the left half is simply the bane of Heynckes' Bayern. "The ball is out of bounds!"

The ball flies out of the penalty area. A close-range point-blank shot!

Muller in a slowed-down state is flawless with his back to the goal.

Cruyff once said in the 1980s, "During a match, each player only has the ball for an average of 3 minutes."

Neuer doesn't blame his teammates; he knows that there's no way for the winger to deal with that kind of inwardly-rotating long pass that changes trajectory.

"Look at Muller's position after cutting inside; the goal is to create more space."

The fifteen-minute halftime break ends quickly.

"Oh no, Li's attacking routine on the left is different again!"

Drinkwater doesn't think too much. Chelsea, relying on the physical advantage gained by slowing down, launches wave after wave of attacks on the left. "Wow!"

Becken Li Kang, as a midfielder, showed a long, vertical pass that transcended the era in official matches. Slow down, break the deadlock.

Can't take it.

Time passes minute by minute. The disciples understand. Inward arc. "A vivid long pass!"

That move, which was wildly criticized in the past, appeared in a paper in the 2017-18 season.

[Ahumel Quetta is about to be transformed into the world's number one left midfielder!]

Dribbling the ball. Becken Li Kang raises his left hand, glances at the time, and says, "My performance may not be over yet."

"Alaba clears the ball!"

68th minute of the match. "Robben shoots!"

Even trailing by eight goals on aggregate.

Chelsea's defensive midfielder's tackle is clean, no problem.

"The whole person was pushed out of bounds by Kante!"

As of 2018, there are already color video compilations of Becken Li Kang's long passes online. "The dignity of the German giants cannot be trampled on!"

"The purpose of dribbling the ball is to create space." As tactics evolved, the tempo changed, the number of offensive and defensive exchanges increased, and the net playing time was extended. The midfield core of European powerhouses has a ball-handling time and number of touches in a single match that far exceeds that concept. Premature anticipation is, however, excessive. The great Italian goalkeeper quickly moves to the ground, near the right post, steadily catching the ball. "Xiao Wei Luiz imitates, dribbling the ball to entice, it looks very skillful!"

Muller's movements are synchronized. "It's still Neuer!"

"Oh no, Rudiger almost made a mistake."

"Alaba and Morata shrink the distance!"

It's time to compete for speed again!"

Morata and Boateng quickly retreat. Lewandowski kicks off and passes back to Martinez.

Neuer lunges. Heynckes will not give up. The old man directs from the sideline... this may be the last Champions League match of my coaching career.

"Too foolish! Top-notch ability to read the defense."

Allianz Arena boils again.

A sudden change. The divine skill of attracting space as a whole.

In fact, my ball-handling time in a single match is far greater than that number.

The red sea in the seven stands of the Allianz Arena doesn't stop churning; it's still turbulent. - [I still remember the first leg of the match; Chelsea pushed forward, but was played to death by Bayern's deep interception net.] Good evening, viewers, welcome back."

Alaba feels like he's about to be played to death. - [That's right, at the time, Bayern's defensive focus intentionally positioned the strong and weak sides very clearly; Chelsea couldn't break through on the ground at all. If they transferred to the distant weak side, then Bayern players would have plenty of time to adjust their defensive focus.]

Chelsea sets up an eight-man wall on the diagonal. Il also stands in that position: slow down.

"Perhaps a miracle will be born in Munich." I have a premonition that in the 2018 World Cup, thanks to the chemistry with Li, it's very likely that I'll keep "world's number one left back" Carvajal on the bench.

Striking the ball with the inside of the right foot. "It went through!"

"Ahumel Quetta receives the ball on the outside." The camera focuses on Heynckes at the sideline. "The Blues' artillery fire cannot create a tragedy in Munich!"

Twin towers stand tall!

"Causing the ball to bounce, changing direction significantly, as if given life, cleverly bypassing Niu Fu-kun. An inwardly-rotating arc. The Blues retreat from the Champions League final. "Oh no, Kimmich pressed too far back; Il also bypassed the eight-man wall on the diagonal, rushing to the baseline!"

The ball rolls to the left baseline. A stupid scriptwriter, thinking that official matches are seven-a-side football?

A horizontal pass to the open space in the center of the penalty area. Muller pauses in the left backfield, then immediately cuts back and inserts. "Inward arc."

The second half of the match officially begins. - [I'm thinking: what if Li on the left and Messi on the left were teammates... never mind, one ball isn't enough for them.] Kante dribbles horizontally. Chelsea launches another attack on the left, attracting Bayern to press forward, exposing even greater frontcourt space. Heynckes falls into confusion. Bayern's attack no longer starts from organizing in the frontcourt. "I can't be a perfect match with Robben on the left like Lahm."

After Rudiger and Xiao Wei Luiz sorted it out.

"Fumbled!"

V-shaped pull.

Even if the interception line is dense... there's still a chance to break through.

Leading by two goals, slowing down. The moment the ball touches the ground, it actually undergoes an exaggerated change in direction. "Can they seize the opportunity?"

Who dribbles the ball in an official match?

A high-lobbing long pass from a stationary position. "Kimmich!"

"Infinitely slowing down the tempo." "Slow down."

Kimmich stands alone at the penalty spot. The former executes a one-two. "Diego Costa!"

The seven disciples instantly understand each other's intentions. Heynckes doesn't give up; the old man directs from the sideline... this may be the last Champions League match of my coaching career.

"Too brilliant! Top-level ability to read the defense."

Allianz Arena boils again.

A sudden change! The divine skill of attracting space as a whole.

Actually, my own ball-handling time in a single match is much greater than that number.

The red ocean in the seven stands of the Allianz Arena doesn't stop churning; it's still turbulent. - [I still remember the first leg of the match; Chelsea pushed forward, but was played to death by Bayern's deep interception net.] Good evening, viewers, welcome back."