Chapter 80

"GOAL!!!!!!"

"Lin was like a battering ram, smashing Mourinho's bus and hitting the ball into Chelsea's goal! How many defenders can withstand such destructive power?
Mourinho's proud Mourinho defense broke down after four or 10 minutes in front of Lin. Lin crushed their defense in a way that Chelsea people are most familiar with!I don't know if Drogba is watching this game, if so, will he think of himself when he was young? "

"Drogba hasn't had such a bad performance, has he?"

"Young man, if you don't want to watch the video, you can watch the highlights. Are you calling a monster for nothing?"

"God's destructive power, the impact is not enough to describe, is it?"

"Ramirez and Lampard are acceptable, but even Ivanovic can run over, I don't understand..."

Lin Yun rushed to the sidelines and sat cross-legged, as if the peerless beast just now was just his illusion, and now this quiet and handsome man is his true self.

Mourinho, who was yelling excitedly just now, suddenly became quiet, and looked at the field with his hands in his pockets, expressionless like a sculpture. On the other side, Wenger just stood there and applauded lightly, as if from From the beginning to the end, I never doubted that my team can tie the score.

The game continued, and Chelsea, who had been equalized, did not launch a counterattack. Instead, Arsenal continued to suppress the Blues and continue to output.

Lin Yun received a lot of care, and Cahill and David Luis were completely dependent on him like the little three and four who came to find a scumbag for living expenses.

As soon as his side was locked, Arsenal's offense fell into confusion. Although it looked like it was full of flowers and seemed to be able to pass through the Blues' gate at any time, in fact, as soon as the ball reached Chelsea's penalty area, it started all kinds of punches. It's not blind A kick is a random pass to the goal.

Wenger was frowning, and couldn't help but look back at his bench.

I saw my Mr. 5000 million sitting there quietly, his eyes constantly scanning the situation on the field back and forth.

Unlike other people whose eyes only know to follow the football, Modric sees the whole.

The forward's movement and running position, the defense layout of the opponent's defender, and even the timing and habits of his own defender's forward penetration, all of them quickly had a general idea in his mind.

Giroud next to him bumped him with his knee, and Modric just woke up like a dream, and asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

Giroud quickly turned his head to signal, and Modric saw Wenger looking at him affectionately.

He quickly got up and came to Wenger's side, "What's the matter, BOSS?"

"Did you see clearly?"

"Almost," Modric said, "I'm ready, Boss."

Wenger nodded, then raised his chin at Giroud, and Giroud immediately ran over.

"I'll send you up in the second half, and show them some strength..."

"Wenger called Modric and Giroud to the sidelines. It seems that Arsenal will change their style of play in the second half. There are still 3 minutes before the end of the first half, including injury time, about 5 minutes, no Know if the score will change."

"Arsenal has an absolute advantage in possession of the ball, while Chelsea's counterattack is full of power. The characteristics of the two armies are very distinct...Chelsea's counterattack is here again! Hazard is very active today, and the old Rosicky has nothing to do with him!"

Rosicky is known as the Mozart on the court, even the tackle is elegant and elegant, but it is a pity that it is not useful, and Hazard dodged it with a light swipe.

Schurrle quickly stepped forward to support from the other side, and Torres had already run into the penalty area, but Hazard continued to dribble the ball in as if he didn't see them.

Compared with Lin Yun, who can only go on a rampage, the Belgian is as nimble as an elf, dexterously shuttling through Arsenal's penalty area.

Seeing that this kid was about to break through the last line of defense, Arteta, who was catching up behind him, quickly caught up from the side, and decisively fell to the ground with a shovel.

The football was shoveled out by him, and Hazard fell to the ground.

Mertesacker quickly made a clearance, while others looked at the referee.

The referee said nothing, looked up at the high-flying football, sighed, and chased it out again.

Mourinho on the sidelines stared wide-eyed, and like a rabbit that had been electrocuted, he jumped up from the coach's bench and rushed to the fourth official.

"This is... a foul! Didn't you see it?!"

The fourth official shook his head and turned around, out of sight.

"Are you acting like nothing happened with such an obvious red card? It's a penalty! A penalty! You're murdering a game!"

The fourth official shook his head again, his mouth seemed to be glued to 502, and he didn't even want to say "no" to him.

The tackle was very clean, even Hazard who was tackled and Torres who was witnessing by the side didn't beep. He couldn't think of Mourinho's excitement.

"Here it comes again, it's all the referee's fault!"

"The excuse of losing the game has come to the door, please pay attention to check it."

"One thing to say, Mu Niao is really messed up a lot..."

"But is there something wrong with this ball? It's the referee's kindness not to give Hazard a flop."

The cleared football landed in Chelsea's half. Lampard and Wilshere jumped up and fought together, but Cazorla took advantage of it.

There is one thing to say, except for Lin Yun, among the Arsenal players on the field, Cazorla is actually the most talented. His right side is also the area where Arsenal creates the most opportunities today.

Ashley Cole rushed up and responded with a fierce sliding tackle.

Cazorla pulled the ball lightly to avoid it, but also missed the opportunity of the fast break, and could only pass the ball to the middle to reorganize the attack.

Rosicky stepped forward two steps, and the inside of his right foot slammed the football from him.

The football quickly rolled to the right side of Chelsea's penalty area.

Walcott sped up to keep up, completing an awkward cross at high speed.

As soon as Lin Yun rushed forward, he jumped high, and just as he was about to hit the goal with a header, two huge forces came from the left and right sides, pulling him down severely.

"...Walcott's cross, Lin Yun, Cahill, and Lewis competed for the top, and the three of them fell into a ball!"

"Look at the slow motion... look at Hazard's ball, oh, Arteta's movement is clean, he hits the ball first, Hazard hits his leg himself, the penalty doesn't exist... …Look at Lin Yun again, huh? Louis and Cahill have obvious pulling moves! David Louis is ready to hang on Lin Yun! But the referee still didn’t say anything!”

"The fans on both sides are very dissatisfied. Today's referee team has received a lot of controversy..."

As Arsenal's round of offense was fruitless, the first half of the game also came to an end, and the two sides entered the locker room with a score of 1-1.

As soon as the second half started, Wenger really immediately replaced Modric and Giroud.

Going down are Wilshere and Rosicky.

"Modric and Wilshere should be a match-up substitution, while Rosicky and Giroud... Wenger stepped down as a midfielder and stepped up as a striker! Although Rosicky was blown out by Hazard in the first half, it couldn't be done. Just don't defend yourself?"

The major commentators complained about Wenger's bad substitutions. Hazard also thought that his chance had come. After getting the ball, he rushed straight into Arsenal's defense line along the middle.

Several defenders stood ready.

The pressure they faced in this game was no less than that of their opponents, and most of them were brought by this kid.

It's too damn good to pass!
You must know that they have faced Boss May directly, but they still feel extremely tricky when facing Hazard.

The expected scene where the entire line of defense was swayed by Hazard did not appear.

Modric, who had just played, did not stay quietly in the midfield, but quickly returned to defense when Hazard just got the ball.

Hazard was just about to enter the penalty area when Modric rushed up from behind him and gave him a friendly shovel.

This tackle even Mourinho has no face to jump up.

"...Modric quickly returned to the defense, a clean side sliding tackle! It's time for Arsenal to counterattack again!"

Modric kicked the ball to Arteta, then buried his head and ran wildly, running directly from the top of the arc of his own penalty area to the top of the arc of the opponent's penalty area.

The football was passed to Cazorla by Arteta, and Cazorla moved to the center again. After being intercepted by Lampard, he played the ball to Walcott on the left.

Walcott didn't take the ball forward, but quickly knocked Modric across.

Arsenal's entire offensive line was very clear, and Mourinho suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He walked to the sidelines in a few steps and only stared at Modric who was about to catch the ball.

Oscar, who had the same set up in this game, hurriedly stood in front of Modric, ready to steal at any time, but he didn't expect that Modric suddenly kicked the ball out as soon as the football came in front of him.

Pass the outside instep!
The football almost flew out of Oscar's right ear, drawing a weird arc and falling to the left side of Chelsea's small penalty area.

Lin Yun has been walking slowly, walking in the penalty area with two personal guards, but at the moment when Modric was about to receive the ball, he suddenly started, turned to get rid of Cahill, made another emergency stop to pass Luiz, and then Rush to the left side of the small restricted area.

People arrive, balls arrive.

The football fell, Lin Yun stretched his bow and set an arrow, and slammed the football with his left foot.

Beautiful volley!

The elegant and free posture, the fierce and arrogant shot, perfectly blended together at this moment, turning into a world-famous painting on the UEFA Super Cup.

"boom!"

Mourinho threw his upper body back as if he had been hit.

He didn't even bother to read the result, so he turned around and returned to the coach's bench cursing.

Cech did make a beautiful save, but unfortunately the only thing that is beautiful is his posture.

His body has been stretched to the limit, and he feels that he has blocked the entire right side of the goal, but the football still flew into the goal from above his palm precisely as if he had turned on the navigation.

2-1.
The magic flute and Lin Huang connected for the first time, and the scenery is infinite.

(End of this chapter)

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