Chapter 341 Big ups and downs, big downs and big ups
"Huhu, Jens's choice to attack this time is really not the right time."
"Damn Wigans!"
"**, are you kidding?!"
“No, damn stupid mistake!”…
Seeing the Wigan people gathered together to celebrate this somewhat unexpected goal, Arsenal fans felt extremely frustrated. Less than a minute before they scored, their team allowed the opponent to score because of a carelessness. There is no comparison.
This is even more frustrating.
In the sixth minute of the game, after Wigan restarted the game, Thompson suddenly fired a powerful shot, which was pushed out of the baseline by Leman. Arsenal saved the disaster, but there was a loophole in the subsequent corner kick.
Thompson's corner kick went directly to the center of Arsenal's penalty area. Lehmann, who was attacking, collided with Toure and made a stupid mistake. He passed the ball to Chimbanda and headed for the empty goal. Arsenal
Na was unexpectedly tied and caught everyone's attention.
"Damn it, what are you doing!"
Wenger, who was sitting in the coaching bench, saw this inexplicable conceding and kicked the water bottle away in anger. Wenger was under too much pressure.
Wenger requires his players to play open. After all, the strength of the team is there. There is no need to dunk hard with the opponent. Moreover, playing open and giving the opponent a chance will not only allow the opponent to press out and play, but also give himself more opportunities.
He can please the fans who come to watch this game, but he doesn't want the last game at Highbury to become a boring battle. He wants to end the history of this stadium happily.
But this goal conceded was not what Wenger wanted. It was simply because he did not pay attention to his defense and was too lax. Such low-level mistakes were not what Wenger wanted to see. After all, there were still two powerful opponents behind him. Now
He didn't want to see any signs of an accident, so Wenger immediately stood up and shouted to the two players who made mistakes: "Kolo, Jens, pay attention to your defensive level! Cheer up!"
Compared to Wenger's frustration and depression, Jewell seemed extraordinarily calm. In the last game, Wigan had no desire and no hope. There was no hope of the European war and no worries about relegation. Therefore, Jewell did not have any worries in this game.
The players were given too many tactical arrangements and just practiced defense.
To be honest, Jewell didn't really dare to hope that he could dismantle Arsenal. He just wanted to lose a few goals. Unexpectedly, his team even tied the opponent due to an accidental collision. Jewell felt relieved at the bottom of his heart.
He smiled very relaxedly and sat quietly on the coaching bench. This goal was a foundation for himself.
Of course, the happiest person to see Arsenal concede a goal was undoubtedly the Chelsea team playing against Newcastle. Villas-Boas was young after all, and when he heard the news that Wigan tied Arsenal on the live broadcast, he went up and down.
Then, he couldn't help but punch his fist fiercely, which was quite eye-catching.
"Well done, Vigan."
"If they win the championship, I will definitely invite them to awhite."
"Damn, Arsenal is nothing special."~~~
And all the substitute players at Chelsea were laughing and high-fiving each other. No wonder, the initiative to win the championship was not on their side at all. They were one point behind and the goal difference was nearly 30 points behind Arsenal.
, this makes Chelsea completely depend on the opponent's face to act, so they don't just play their own game like the Arsenal players do, they have to multi-purpose.
"Okay, listen, I want you to stop talking about that game. No matter what the radio says, I want you not to hear it. Don't disturb the team's emotions. Do you understand?"
Mourinho is the only one who can sit still. He is as cunning as a fox and has already begun to complain about the live broadcast. If he fails, the team will fall into this. Sometimes in a competition, he pays too much attention to the opponent's performance.
The process will only make his mentality change up and down, and he will lose his own job. This is what Mourinho cares about most now. All dialogue platforms can only be built by both parties.
"Xiao, cut in, cut in!"
"The Legend of Cesc!"
"Thierry get past them!"
"Goal! We need to score!"
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At this moment, Highbury couldn't stop shouting. Seeing that the championship was about to happen and the departure was imminent, they definitely didn't want to let this game have any regrets. Even though only seven minutes had passed, Arsenal still couldn't stop it.
The fans were in a boiling mood, and their shouts were like waves, engulfing the Arsenal soldiers.
Wave after wave of attacks unfolded, and they were as fast as thunder, pressing Wigan's defense again and again. Arsenal's attack was a flurry of fire, as if they were going to kill the Wigan people with one stroke, but Arsenal
The Nasional players are not anxious at all, which is different from the anxious mentality of the fans.
These fans wished that their team could win the championship immediately, and since they were so short and tied so easily by Wigan, they were naturally anxious to watch.
The players are different. Although a goal was recovered by the opponent, the Arsenal players were not anxious. They were full of confidence. The game was only seven minutes long. The players playing on the field knew that they had already controlled the situation on the field. In addition,
They have developed professional qualities and understand that now is not the time to fight to the death for glory. Therefore, although their offenses are fluctuating, they are still flowing smoothly and very calmly. They can suppress the opponent's half of the court and sometimes even delay the formation to defeat the opponent.
Bring it out.
Arsenal's patience finally paid off in the tenth minute of the game. Eboue intercepted the ball from Ziegler on the right and passed it to Roberts, and then sent it directly to Xiao Ge's feet.
From defense to offense.
Jewell coached defense before the game, so Xiao Ge was naturally their top priority. Before the ball fell to Xiao Ge's feet, Roberts, who retreated, was ready to make up for it by Ziegler and already rushed towards Xiao Ge.
After Xiao Ge, there was a contained McCulloch.
Taking advantage of the trend with his right foot, Xiao Ge immediately took the ball and stepped forward. When he turned around, he found that three other players from the opponent team had quickly surrounded him. At this moment, Xiao Ge's body
It has been started and if you want to stop it, the other party will never let Xiao Ge leave easily.
However, Xiao Ge never thought about slowing down and waited for his teammates to respond, not even intending to pass the ball.
"Eboue, come up, come up!"
"Pass the ball, pass the ball, Xiao!"
"Here!"~~~
There was McCulloch in front of him, Roberts behind him, Ziegler on the left, and the baseline on the right. The distance was getting closer and closer. Seeing Xiao Ge falling directly into the surroundings of three big men from the opponent, the stands were already calling out.
, and Eboue was like a panther, overtaking directly and reaching out to meet him.
At this moment, the four people's feet quickly crossed each other's feet to see who could hit the ball. There were three muffled sounds of "boron", "boron" and "boron".
Xiao Ge, who had become a sandwich biscuit, was like a swimming fish, leaping out from between Ziegler and McCulloch, whose legs were crossed.
The distance got closer, McCulloch was the first to take a shot, and with the first "Boron", Xiao Ge dunked his right foot and directly protected the ball between his feet. With the second "Boron", Roberts took the second shot.
Foot, this time it was Xiao Ge who poked the ball from behind. Xiao Ge flicked his left foot again, throwing the ball to his right foot. At this time, Ziegler's last kick had already swept over, and Xiao Ge followed with another right foot.
With one dunk, he followed with his left foot to free the ball from this small gap.
And Xiao Ge also took advantage of the gap where Ziegler and McCulloch were about to retract their legs but neither could do it in time. He jumped into the air and left directly.
The short muffled sound of the three people was so fast that it was dizzying. I only saw Xiao Ge's flying bird jumping up, but I didn't see Xiao Ge's feet like magic wands, completely eliminating these three people.
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"Oh my God!"
"Oh my god, what did Xiao do again?!"
"Perfect bounce!"
"It's incredible."
"Huhuhuhu"~~~
"Xiao! Xiao! Xiao!"~~~
Seeing that flying figure, the whole audience went crazy for it. As the big screen replayed, Xiao Ge's three crisp smashes were once again shown in front of the fans. At this moment, the Arsenal fans could no longer sit still.
, the whole audience stood up, shouting excitedly with Xiao Ge's pace, and Highbury was once again set off to a climax.
Baynes was about to despair. Seeing Xiao Ge quickly break through along the sideline, he no longer dared to make any early moves. He could only follow Xiao Ge's dribbling and retreat while defending. The three teammates looked embarrassed.
, still in his mind, first to move, first to die, Baynes finally understood the private comments of those defenders on the current confrontation with Xiao Ge.
But for Xiao Ge, you will die if you don't move. There is only one person on the right guarding Xiao Ge. It is too risky for Wigan. Shaner, Kavanagh, these defenders are simply not
Xiao Ge was left to gallop on the road alone, and he quickly pounced out. Before he knew it, Xiao Ge had attracted the defensive attention of six or seven of the opponent's players, and that was enough.
Baynes had no way to retreat, so Xiao Ge had already cut inside. At this time, Shanel was already behind him. Baynes had to slow down his retreat. He was waiting for a close fight with Xiao Ge.
Contested.
It's a pity that Xiao Ge didn't give him a chance. There was Eboue in front of him and the inside was completely empty. He could pass the ball easily, why not, so Xiao Ge flicked the outside of his left foot.
The ball passed directly through Baines' defensive area and rolled into Wigan's penalty area.
Fabregas' speed is also very good in Arsenal's formation. In addition, he is already ahead of Ziegler, so he has the upper hand when sprinting with Ziegler. He unloads the ball and follows.
He made a direct move, grabbed another position, and with a "pop", the ball quickly entered within 10 yards of the goal.
"Thierry——!"
"Header!"
"Opportunity!"~~~
At this time, there were only three players deep in the Wigan penalty area, Henry, Jackson and Chimbonda. As for the opponent's goalkeeper, he had no time to attack.
The head was shaking, and Henry's bald head had no advantage at all. What's more, he was still being held up by Jackson underneath him, so he couldn't move forward at all.
With a "swish" sound, the ball suddenly jumped in mid-air, rapidly changing the arc of its flight.
"Robert, Robert!"
A figure shot out from behind Chimbanda, with his chest slightly touching Henry's ball.
Pires cut in from the left, got the ball and formed a single shot. He opened his right foot in an arc, clicked on the inside of the instep, and pushed straight to the near corner.
Polit, who was guarding the goal line, saw Pires hitting the goal and subconsciously rushed to his left, but he misjudged the direction.
"Open the door!"
"Get in!"
"No!!!
"Oh-oh!"
"**,**,**!!!"
"This ball is beautiful!!!"
"goooooooooooooooa...l!!!"~~~
The cheers of the fans in the audience were like a roller coaster, going from high to low and then reaching the top. The same was true for their hearts, which first reached the top, then suddenly dropped, then trembled violently, surging continuously.
Although Pollitt misjudged the direction, Pires' push shot was not controlled at a good angle and hit Pollitt's leg directly, missing the first opportunity to score. However, the alert Frenchman caught up.
The follow-up shot was real and went directly into the net, giving everyone a heart-pounding game.
"2-1, 2-1, ten minutes into the game, Arsenal took the lead again. This time it was still their veteran, but it was the Frenchman Robert Pires. This time the Frenchman scored the eleventh goal of the season.
The ball, and so far Thierry and Xiao have not hit the target once."
Newcastle's big screen is still the first to report any disturbance on Arsenal's side. The brief explanation on the big screen also made many Chelsea fans who came from afar feel panic, because they believed that the biggest threat to their team was
The two players haven't kicked off the pot yet. It's like the Sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, which may give them a devastating blow at any time. It's even more terrifying than that, because now they can't even defeat their opponents.
It didn't work out, and the score was still zero to zero.
Mourinho ignored the big screen. Everything about Arsenal had nothing to do with him. All he had to do was to let his team win. Only then could he be qualified to talk about other things. Looking at the anxious situation on the field,
Mourinho's penetrating gaze is closely focused on every change of Newcastle's players. He must find his own strategy during half-time, defeat them, and let that damn big screen go to hell.
After Mourinho's warning, the news came that Arsenal was leading again. Chelsea did not dare to make any changes. They also knew that they could not let the other party interfere with their emotions. There were still seven to eighty minutes before the final result.
Time, they have to endure, and as a last resort, they force themselves to focus on the court.
But fate seems to be playing a joke on them.
"Oh oh oh, you did it so beautifully!"
"The miracle is with us, with us!"
"Champion, the championship must belong to us!"
"Two to two, two to two! We have a chance!"...
Those shouts finally made the Chelsea players realize something. Two to two, Arsenal had been tied again, they had been tied!
Duff and Wright didn't dare to say anything, they could only look at each other in surprise, and the tight nerves relaxed again. At this moment, Chelsea's bench was shaking with the roller coaster game between Arsenal and Wigan.
Their thoughts were unknowingly dominated by the Arsenal game.
"call"
"After this game, I want you to tell me how the game process changed. Please understand."
When Mourinho heard his fans cheering in the stands behind him, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, a bit like relaxing, but also like being discouraged. There was a trace of anger hidden under his frown, but Mourinho couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Rinho's black-bellied qualities are definitely superior to others. After exhaling that breath, he forced himself to concentrate and issued an order. He took out a pen and paper and immersed himself in deducing the tactics for the second half while watching the game. He had already decided
I have become deaf to what is going on outside the field.
"Understood."
The Chelsea players didn't understand what their coach was doing, but after one season, they knew very well about the iron-fisted methods of their magical coach. They dared not question it, so they had to withdraw their attention again. They had to plan for their own jobs.
What a wonderful Vigan people.
Thompson, Thompson again, a midfielder with excellent footwork is definitely a pleasure.
After being led by Arsenal again, Jewell did not scream or jump. Instead, he let his players play as they wanted. Wenger was not conservative. He waved his hand and attacked with all his strength.
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Therefore, the two sides were not conservative at all on the scene. Although Arsenal was much stronger than Wigan, Wigan was a mid-table team in the Premier League after all. How could they not attack? Arsenal's foul was also essential.
Shortly after Arsenal scored a goal, in the 13th minute of the game, when defending McCulloch, Eboue made too many defensive moves on the right side of his penalty area and knocked down his opponent. Reni was directly punished by Rennie.
A free kick about thirty-five yards from the goal.
It was this free kick that Thompson took advantage of. He pulled out a super arc, like a sickle cutting open, and went directly around the wall. Lehmann didn't even have time to react, spinning the ball against the post and rushing directly into the goal.
In the upper left corner of the goal, a ground-breaking free kick, a perfect angle, curved more than a Benedictine scimitar.
"Huh, this, this arc is too weird, isn't it?"
"God, this is..."
"Damn it, does he think he is Xiao?"
"**, this guy is so hateful!"
"Oh my god, what did this guy eat today?"
"Is it fully activated?!"...
Seeing Lehmann fish out the ball from the net in frustration, the suffocation in the hearts of Arsenal fans rose infinitely. They really didn't understand what happened to their team today, how they could be so easily broken by the opponent, and none of the two goals was real.
Yes, one was a mistake by one of his own players, and the other was a weird free kick. Even if Beckham had taken fifty free kicks, he still couldn't have taken it so perfectly. The angle, the power, they were staring at it as if they had seen a ghost.
Thompson - who is this guy? What they don't know is that this guy is also named David.
"Xiao." Seeing the goal conceded, Wenger calmly called Xiao Ge out of bounds.
