Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 649 Another Big Score ([-])
In the locker room of the visiting team, the players who had just run and fought on the court for 45 minutes were covered in sweat. Drink a drink against the wall to recover your strength.Although they are doing their own things, these players all have the same expression on their faces, that is, bewildered and lost.

The opponent led by two goals in the first half. If the first half didn't happen to end, they might concede more goals with low morale.

The faces of these Arsenal players became even more uncomfortable when they thought of being beaten by their mortal enemy until they couldn't even lift their heads.

Walcott and Song exchanged something in a low voice, while Van Persie stared at the opposite wall in a daze.Thinking of his arrogance after scoring a goal, and then thinking of the scene where the team was tortured by the opponent, Van Persie felt like a clown.

Goalkeeper Almunia, who conceded three goals, kept pouring high-energy sports drinks down his neck and made loud noises. He was using this method to vent his dissatisfaction with his teammates.As a giant, Arsenal rarely concedes three goals in a game, but since Murphy joined Tottenham, as long as the opponent plays, it is impossible for Arsenal and Tottenham not to score high.The most annoying thing is that every time the winner is Tottenham.Although he knew that it was not his teammates who were not strong enough, but his opponent was too perverted, but Almunia was still furious for no reason.

And captain Cesc Fabregas kept his head down and said nothing, no one could see his expression.But judging from his clenched fists, he was also feeling extremely uncomfortable at the moment.In fact, Cesc Fabregas really felt ashamed. If he had followed the coach's instructions and hadn't launched an attack rashly, the team would not have been counterattacked by Tottenham at the end of the first half.It can be said that he is the culprit for the team's huge dilemma of falling behind by two goals.

"crunch..."

There was an abrupt sound, and the door of the locker room was roughly pushed open.

Professor Wenger walked into the locker room with a gloomy expression, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy.Wenger looked at the door of the locker room, looking at the faces of the players one by one with sharp eyes like a knife.The atmosphere in the room was extremely depressing, so depressing that it was almost breathless, no one had the face to speak, and being scored by a rival was not a scandal, but being suppressed for the entire first half, after obediently obeying the coach's instructions It would be a shame to be two goals behind.

"If you want to lose, if you want to lose so much that you can't hold your head up in London, then continue to play like this in the second half!" This is Wenger's opening remarks.

There was still no one talking in the locker room, and the players buried their heads even lower. It was so quiet that they could even hear a needle drop.

"If you don't want to lose to your rival in an ugly way, then the second half must be changed!" The professor paused and said in a low voice, "I don't blame you for the first goal, Mo's pass is indeed too accurate. But the second Conceding the goal is your responsibility. No matter whether you paid attention to the passing intention of the Huaxia kid, or the marking on Ibisevic is strong enough, you will not give Raul a chance to shoot! But look at what you have done What? Do you think it is an honor to be scored by the opponent in the way you are best at?"

"Alexander, you and Walcott teamed up with Sarnia, couldn't you stop that Chinese man? Others are professional players, and you are also professional players. If you fight against one of three, you are not an opponent. If I were you, if there were If I knew myself, I’m afraid I’d hang up my boots and retire right away!”

"And you, Cesc, I know that your ability to organize attacks is excellent, but this is not a reason for you to disobey my instructions! You want to attack, but I will not stop you, but you have not completed the task I gave you. It is your responsibility! Remember, you must complete the tasks I assigned to you, and then do what you want to do! I don’t care where you will play in the future, but now you are a part of Arsenal, you You must obey my orders!"

The mild-tempered professor rarely got angry at his players in the locker room. The few players whom he called out and reprimanded nodded obediently, with ashamed expressions on their faces, and their heads lowered even lower.

However, there are exceptions.Fabregas clearly knew that he was indeed responsible for the third conceded goal, but he was the captain of the team and the spiritual leader of the team. After Wenger's blatant accusation, his expression Immediately, I couldn't hold on anymore.What's more, the goal Arsenal scored in the first half was still organized by him, so the merits and demerits can be considered to be offset. Now that Wenger is talking about his transfer scandal, it is strange that he has no anger in his heart.

"Coach, this is not about me alone, it is the result of the cooperation of the whole team." Fabregas nodded.

Wenger's eyes were fixed, and he suddenly became furious. Fabregas dared to contradict himself, which clearly despised his own authority.Wenger stared coldly at Cesc Fabregas. This disciple was once his pride, and the relationship between the two was as good as father and son. However, with his growing fame and the constant "seduction" from Barcelona, Finally, I embarked on the opposite path with myself.But now, the conflict between the two has almost reached the point of irreconcilability, Wenger and Cesc Fabregas, one of them will inevitably leave Arsenal.

"Did I say that this is your responsibility alone? Others are others, and I'm talking about you now!" Wenger said coldly.

Fabregas snorted, put the towel on his head, and didn't look at Wenger. His low voice came out through the towel: "I don't think I'm wrong. If you think I played well Alright, then replace me!"

As soon as this remark came out, the air in the entire locker room seemed to freeze. Everyone looked at their captain in shock. Everyone knew that Cesc Fabregas' time at Arsenal was over. The authority of the coach is unbearable for any coach, let alone the world-renowned professor Wenger.

Everyone intentionally or unintentionally distanced themselves from Fabregas, and even Walcott, who had the best relationship with Fabregas, glared at him.Coach Wenger, who respected them, actually made such "rebellious" contradictory remarks. They felt that the captain was no longer as unfamiliar as the cute and shy leader they knew...

Coach Wenger looked astonished, and smiled angrily, and said, "Then you can rest in the second half."

After all, Wenger didn't want to look at this "stranger" who was getting further and further away from the team, and concentrated on the team's tactical deployment in the second half, "I know the current situation is very difficult, and Tottenham are very strong, but We can't be cowards either. In the second half, we attack! Let me tell you clearly that I am not sure about the overtake score, but we must play our own football. We are Arsenal, this is a derby in the same city, and we lose the game. You can't lose your blood!"

"Maruyani (Chamark), you come on in the second half, with Robin (Van Persie) up front, we attack from both sides, open the middle and then shoot, Mikel (Arteta), You are to organize the team's offense, Alexander, your task is to continue to keep an eye on the opponent's No. [-], Walcott, you should be more active in your insertion and running, and don't be stingy with your physical strength..."

Wenger is planning for the team to give it a go. If they are only one goal behind in the first half, Wenger still has the confidence to use the team's good offensive ability to get back the score. I dare not say if I win, but I can still fight for a draw. of.But after falling behind by two goals, Wenger had no idea. Although Arsenal's offense was strong, Tottenham's offense was even sharper. Even if they scored, there was no guarantee that the opponent would not continue to score.

Who will score more goals?It's not that Wenger doesn't have confidence, but that he really can't raise his confidence. Even Real Madrid under Mourinho was beaten by Tottenham in the attack. More stable than Arsenal, but still abused by Tottenham, Arsenal, let alone...

But now it is impossible not to attack.Originally, Arsenal were two goals behind. If they continued to retreat, they might just lose 3:1. But as a giant, and it is also the North London Derby that is attracting the attention of the world, if Arsenal don't show some blood, then there will be no need in the future. Seeing people, anyone will ridicule them as a group of cowards without passion...

Wenger held a little luck and asked the team to start a confrontation with Tottenham, but he soon experienced the power of the crazy onslaught again. Arsenal was stabbed in the heart by the opponent again at the beginning of the second half.

Arsenal kicked off in the second half, Arteta had just received the ball, and before he had time to observe the running positions of his teammates, Parker's sudden grab made him in a hurry. Finally, under Parker's interference, the pass made a mistake and was caught by Modly. Qi broke his foot.

Modric and Lennon turned their feet and saw that Murphy had already crossed the center line, so they did not continue to return the pass, and directly stuffed the ball to Murphy. Murphy looked up at the situation on the field while running sideways, and did not stop the ball. He stepped up and twisted his waist, swung his thighs and pumped vigorously towards the football. The football was suddenly hit hard, flew up, drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and went straight to Arsenal's goal.

At this moment, it was less than five seconds before the start of the game, and the whistle had not yet cleared up. Many fans who went to the toilet had their buttocks not even touched the seats, when they saw Mo Fei take a shot suddenly, and there was an inexplicable expression on his face .

Arsenal's goalkeeper Almunia stared at the football that jumped up suddenly, still thinking about the short but fierce quarrel in the dressing room, and saw the football getting bigger and bigger in his pupils.In a blink of an eye, Almunia understood what was going on—a shot!This TMD is a super long-range shot!
Could it be that there was a precedent for a successful shot from 70 meters away, but now it is not unusual to shoot after halftime.

Almunia, who understood, turned pale, and quickly moved back.

Almunia's position is a bit forward, but his reaction is very fast, jumping back like a big taut bow in an attempt to stop this bold shot, but the speed of the football is faster than his movements Quick, when he was halfway through the jump and his body was not fully unfolded, the black and white elf had already sprinted into the net against the crossbar.

Almunia could only stretch out his body inertially, and then fell heavily into the net goal, with despair and helplessness on his face.

4: 1!

At this time, it was less than ten seconds before the kick-off of the second half!
There were no cheers and applause from the fans, no teammates came up to hug and congratulate Mo Fei, and even the whistle for the referee's goal was not sounded.

The goal stunned everyone.

Many fans in White Hart Lane witnessed this goal, but the goal was scored too fast, faster than they imagined. Some fans who deserted didn't even know what happened, and they were still wondering about the stadium. Why was it suddenly so silent?

The benches of the coaches of the two teams were also silent.Most of them didn't respond either.

In the stands of the fans, the two club presidents also looked dull, looking at the football rolling in the net, their eyes seemed to see ghosts.

This is a goal that quickly challenges the limit of human imagination!

After a brief absence, in less than a few seconds, the White Hart Lane Stadium immediately turned into a sea of ​​joy, and the shouts and cheers of the fans suddenly sounded at this moment.

"Mo! Mo! Mo!"

As the fans shouted frantically, the name floated over the White Hart Lane Stadium, and it never dissipated for a long time.

"Ugh!"

Wenger sighed, then closed his eyes weakly, and quietly leaned his body on the coach's bench.Mo Fei's goal messed up all his arrangements in the locker room, and he was already three goals behind. He knew that no matter how bad his team was, this game could only be a miserable one. The bitter fruit of...

Sure enough, after Mo Fei scored this shocking shot, Arsenal's fighting spirit was extinguished without a trace. They were inspired by the head coach in the locker room, but they had not had time to turn their fighting spirit into strength. I was given a blow to the head by the opponent, and now they, not to mention collapse, are not far behind...

The rest of the game has been completely garbage time-this is actually not true, because it is garbage time for Arsenal, they just want the game to end quickly, and then escape from this place that makes them shudder when they think about it later court.For Tottenham, this is show time, the opponents have no fighting spirit, they can attack as much as they want, abuse them as much as they want...

In the end, Raul and Ibisevic again each scored a goal in the remaining time, with Raul scoring his first Premier League hat-trick and Ibisevic taking his league tally to eight .Could it be that he didn't score again, but he once again gave Raul an assist.

The final score was fixed at 6:2. Arteta scored a goal with a long-range shot, but they, who had swallowed six bullets, had been beaten faceless by Tottenham.When the whistle sounded at the end of the game, the Arsenal players fled away in a panic, like bereaved dogs, with ashamed faces...

(End of this chapter)