mijobooks Chapter 64, Three Goals Behind, Going To Fight For My Life!
Chapter 64, Three Goals Behind, Going To Fight For My Life!
Chapter 64: Three Balls Down, Fighting!
At Wilhelm with the ball forward at high speed.
The rest of Arsenal's players scrambled back to the defence.
Left-back Sania finally caught up with Wilhelm in front of the penalty area and blocked in front of the side.
Wilhelm did not continue to force breakthroughs by speed.
There is not much room left for him to play at speed now.
He slowed down and glanced up at the situation in the restricted area.
Then he picks the ball with his right foot and makes a feint that tricks the Sarnia into extending his foot to block it, and then he snaps his right foot.
Buckle the ball to your left foot, and then gently push the ~ ball near the arc of the penalty area!
Over there.
Manchester United's number seven has been plugged in at high speed.
Battle feats and arrows!
At this time!
The two centre-backs who replayed into the hot box, Vermaelen and Koscielny, came almost simultaneously - tackled.
They are not shoveling towards Li Ao.
Instead, turn your body sideways.
Block the line of the shot.
If Li Ao is going to shoot.
You can only kick the ball up.
Can't kick the earth.
In this case, it is extremely difficult to kick the ball into the air and shoot the ball into the goal, bypassing the body of two defenders.
There is a high probability that it will fly.
Otherwise.
It can only be blocked by the body of the defender.
Li Ao was going to shoot, but when Vermaelen and Koscielny came with a desperate tackle, he changed his mind.
The right foot, which was supposed to shoot, suddenly relaxed.
The tight instep turned into a spoon.
Hooking the ball off the ground, the ball soared into the air, flying over two defenders at the same time.
Li Ao also jumped up and jumped past Arsenal's two centre-backs who had fallen to the ground.
"Li Ao!!!!
In the exclamation of the narrator.
Li Ao passed two defenders and reached out to hook the ball back.
This is the moment.
Szczesny has already struck!
"Szczesny!!"
On site.
On the commentary table.
The desperate cry of Arsenal Radio's commentators was tinged with strong hope.
He wanted to see Szczesny block the single knife.
Almost all the fans stood up slightly at this time.
Keep an eye on the restricted area.
A scene of collision between the two sides awaits await.
Szczesny is imposing.
He had to do it.
Because he wants to have the upper hand in momentum.
It was just when he wanted to judge what Li Ao was going to do.
Li Ao suddenly snapped his right foot.
"Going inside!!"
Szczesny decisively moved half a step to the left front.
Be ready to pop your body out at any time.
But at the moment when he moved this half step, Li Ao suddenly opened his left foot.
Right foot buckle, left foot poke.
This is done almost instantaneously.
And when Szczesny reacted.
The football had rolled past his feet.
Attached to the inner edge of the column.
Roll into the net!
"GOOOOOOO00000000000000000000000AL!!!!"
” Li Ao!! Three to zero! Another one!! Nice !!!"
"This one-knife ball handling is too calm! In the battle of wits with Szczesny, Szczesny was defeated!"
Li Ao first made a posture of smashing the ball with his right foot and walking on the inside, and then waiting for Szczesny to make a move, the left foot gently poked the amplitude of the action is small, but it is very effective!! The goal scored "3-0!" Manchester United are 3-0 away from home to Arsenal!"
On the commentary table.
Almost all the commentators were chanting.
Only the Arsenal radio commentator covered his face in pain.
Just like all the fans at Emirates Stadium.
One goal behind, you can still chase.
Two goals behind, not without hope.
Three goals behind........
That's basically the equivalent of a death sentence.
Although there is still game time now.
B....
To face this Manchester United upward chasing three goals in a row Jedi counterattack...
Not many Arsenal fans in their right mind would think this kind of thing would happen.
The entire Emirates Stadium.
Arsenal fans covered their faces in pain.
Some hugged their hands to their chests, and their faces were dazed.
At this time.
The camera is focused on the stands.
Already some fans are starting to leave.
"Some of the Arsenal fans couldn't stand it anymore, they chose to leave early, and less than ten minutes into the second half, Arsenal's threatening attack was almost unseen, but Manchester United scored again! Trailing 3-0, Arsenal have no hope of overtaking or even equalising...."
...... Ask for flowers.........
Arsenal fans, with no hope in sight, began to leave the stadium.
Soon.
The stadium stands were quite empty.
The remaining Arsenal fans are also out of breath.
They sat in the stands and looked at the stadium as if they were experiencing a nightmare.
Wenger stood on the sidelines, his hands clasped to his chest, his brows furrowed, and he shook his head slightly.
Arsenal need to attack now.
Goals needed!
One goal would boost Arsenal's morale back.
But how do you score a goal?
Wenger set his sights on the bench.
And then......
Let high school striker Giroud go to warm up.
Until now.
It's time for Arsenal to fight hard, too.
"They're going to change!"
Faria reminded from the sidelines.
Mourinho looked at the opposite side and replaced it with Giroud.
A slight smile.
"It's okay, it's just a death throes! They put in strikers to step up their attack, but isn't their backline even more empty? I even think we can score goals!
Mourinho looked at the time.
It's the fifty-eighth minute of the game.
Distance from the end of the race.
If you count injury time, there are more than thirty-five minutes left.
These are the times if Manchester United are more efficient in attack.
There may even be a massacre .....
Wenger didn't know that to be a striker was to fight for his life.
It's just gambling.
However, in the case of three goals behind.
Wenger had to gamble.
"Let them play a little bit simpler and start straight from the back! You have to control the highs!"
Wenger explained as he put his arm around Giroud's shoulder.
Giroud nodded frequently.
"Leave it to me, boss!"
Wenger nodded.
Pushed Giroud to the sidelines.
Giroud replaced.....
Ramsey!
Change to a defensive midfielder and get on to a striker!
Arsenal.
It's time to take a fighting stance!.