knife guard

Chapter 756
"This can also enter!"

The Birmingham fans were stunned, some booed the field, some cursed in a low voice, the side of the penalty area was not within the bounds of Li Huan, they didn't expect Li Huan to hit the goal boldly, and he played so impressively Angry, slowly, like a lob shot.

McLeish was uneasy. He felt that the game was not what he imagined. Arsenal's offense was much sharper than he knew. Not only did they have more wing attack routines than before, but they were also more efficient. If this continues , What is waiting for Birmingham is likely to be a massacre. In front of the new boss, if it is massacred by the opponent by a large score, it is not only a matter of losing face, it is likely to lose his job.

Since you can't defend, then attack out. McLeish also has a vigor. After thinking of this, he immediately issued an order to the players on the field to press outward, let the players play more fiercely, and don't let Arsenal's Players play so recklessly. "Let them know that this is a man's sport!" MacLeish ordered his captain Carl viciously.

Carl looked at Walcott, who had just returned to the court to celebrate after being shoved by him to the sidelines for treatment, clenched his fists, and said, "Don't worry, coach, these hairy kids will cry for their mothers."

When the game started again, Birmingham, who had been defending all the time, suddenly came out, scrambling frantically in the half court, making fierce tackles and physical contact, like a pack of hungry wolves. Arsenal players just scored two goals. The ball is a little beaming, and from the background of the team, they are not a team dominated by blood. When encountering each other on a narrow road, when it comes suddenly, they are often unable to stand up and be caught off guard by Birmingham's sudden attack. Forced to retreat again and again, Birmingham, who did not have a shot, got three shots in a row within 5 minutes.

At this moment, the camera turned to Birmingham's new boss, Yang Jiacheng, with a smile on his face at this time. Although the team may not be able to win, this spirit made him feel relieved.

At this moment, McLeish is not like the coach of a team, but like the boss of a gangster, standing on the sidelines, waving his arms, yelling and screaming with a ferocious expression, constantly encouraging his players.No technology, no home court advantage, but they still have fighting spirit and courage, which is the key to their draw with Arsenal last time.

However, this time Birmingham's fierce pressing tactics did not work as before. The pain of a teammate's broken leg was a scar in the hearts of Arsenal players. Back then, Birmingham was directly relegated to the English Championship. They didn’t meet Birmingham either, and now they finally have a chance to take revenge. How could the Arsenal players show weakness in this duel? After a short period of panic, Arsenal mustered up the courage to fight with Birmingham, retaliate with an eye for an eye Every inch of the lawn of the Emirates Stadium is staged hand-to-hand combat, and the fans in the stands can even feel a smell called gunpowder smoke. Roaring at the top of his voice, cheering for his team, he only hated himself for not being able to play in person.

About twelve minutes before Arsenal's second goal, Walcott made a breakthrough from the wing, pulled out the defender and passed it back to Fabregas. Fabregas quickly hit it again, Li Huan and Rosicky Play a short pass to cooperate, and want to break through the bottom.Birmingham's defense against Li Huan was very tight. The two double-teamed and resolutely prevented Li Huan from passing.Li Huan didn't rush in either, and threw the ball back to the midfield again. Fabregas saw that Birmingham's center was open because of Arsenal's continuous pulling on the wing, and immediately passed the ball straight to Van Persie.

Van Persie imaginatively slid the ball sideways and directly passed Birmingham's central defender Johnson. Johnson saw that after seeing Van Persie passing by, he might form a single-handed shot, or he could shoot directly. He blocked Van Persie who was about to sprint In front, two people collided.Van Persie was knocked to the ground by Johnson, who was 1.9 meters tall and as strong as a bull, and Johnson fell to the ground.

"foul!"

"Free kick!"

There was an uproar in the stands, and countless fingers pointed to Johnson who fell to the ground. They all saw that Johnson fell to the ground deliberately, trying to hide it from the eyes of the referee.

Without the slightest pause, the referee's whistle sounded almost simultaneously, and his hand pointed to the penalty spot.

The Birmingham players who had just found a little feeling were in a hurry, and they gathered around to plead with the referee, signaling that Van Persie was suspected of diving.

But the referee was unmoved. Regardless of whether Van Persie was suspected of diving, Johnson blocked the foul without any doubt.

Suddenly there was warm applause from the stands, and the fans began to shout the sentence "Xiao Li Feidao". Only Li Huan's free kick can have such an effect.

The front of the restricted area, 23 meters, this is Li Huan's favorite position.

Goalkeeper Hart was so nervous that he could hardly breathe, and he even had the idea of ​​giving up on himself.The goal rate of free kicks is [-]%. How can the goalkeeper save and what else can the goalkeeper do?
Captain Carl saw Hart's expression, and he was also helpless. Li Huan's free kick was so domineering, it was equivalent to expanding the area of ​​the penalty area by ten meters. For defense, it was almost twice as difficult.He smiled wryly and said to Hart: "When it comes to penalty kicks, if you make a penalty kick, you can make it. If you can't make it, let it go. No one has ever saved his free kick anyway."

When penalty kick?Hart's eyes lit up, this is a way of thinking, and perhaps the only way.Because a penalty kick is a gamble, betting on the left or the right, and Li Huan's free kick is nothing more than left and right. Anyway, no one can save his free kick, so let's try.

When Li Huan stood in front of the ball and took a shot, Hart made a strange movement. As soon as Li Huan's foot touched the ball, Hart's body moved quickly and rushed directly to the left goal post protected by the human wall. dead corner.

It's a pity that Hart chose the wrong direction. Li Huan hit the upper right corner he was defending. Hart jumped into the air like Don Quixote.

3:0, Arsenal continued to expand the score.

The fans in the stands let out a burst of loud laughter. They felt that Hart was simply too stupid. The amateur goalkeeper would not have jumped in the wrong direction. Could it be that he was intimidated by Xiao Li Feidao's reputation.

The commentator on the scene had been brewing for a long time, and at this moment, he burst out, "Li! Li! He did a great job. He stabbed Birmingham again. He didn't give his fellow Chinese any face. 8 games 13 goals is incredible, does Li Huan still want to win the Golden Boot again?"

Wenger was completely relieved when he got this free kick. The victory is irreversible. The opponent can only choose to lose a few. Now he can think about the next game.The only thing that made Wenger a little uneasy was Birmingham's save. Wenger thought that maybe this was the only way to block Li Huan's free kick.

Li Huan also realized this. When his teammates lifted him up to congratulate him, Li Huan was also thinking about this issue. If the opponent predicts in advance every time and starts to make moves the moment he kicks, it is like saving a penalty. According to the probability, it is entirely possible to touch the ball, even if the success rate is only [-]%, it is still a major threat to oneself.When Li Huan starts to think about the next free kick opportunity, he should be cautious and increase his strength so that the goalkeeper can't touch the ball even if he predicts in advance.

After leading [-]-[-], Arsenal played more easily, but Birmingham's morale was greatly reduced by this blow, and the always solid defense began to make low-level mistakes. At the end of the first half, Cesc Fabregas Dodging and moving at the front of the penalty area attracted many defensive forces, but the Birmingham players did not dare to foul Fabregas because they were afraid of Li Huan's free kick, so they could only come up to siege.

At this time, Fabregas showed the delicate kung fu he had practiced in the La Masia Cinema, in the double-team of three people, but also for the inserted Alexander.Song sent a through ball.

The timing and strength of this pass were just right. Song Chong just caught up with the ball when he reached the penalty area line. There were no defensive players in front of him, only the goal and the goalkeeper.Song raised his foot and volleyed. Although the goalkeeper Hart's reaction was very fast, he didn't have time to react at such a close distance. He could only watch the ball fly into the net from beside him.

4: 0!

The players hugged each other excitedly and stretched out four fingers to the stands.

The fans were almost crazy. Many people took off their jerseys and waved them in their hands, and even more people stretched out four fingers and shouted, "4:0,! 4:0! Fuck them four to zero. "

McLeish's face was livid, he didn't even dare to look into the stands, he could imagine how the new boss was feeling at the moment, he heard that Chinese people care about saving face, and today, the new boss came to see the Birmingham game for the first time, My team actually lost 0:4 at halftime, and the embarrassment was lost to the Pacific Ocean.Can you keep your handsome position?
Yang Jiacheng in the stands couldn't maintain his calm and calm expression anymore. He could accept [-]-[-], but [-]-[-] has reached his psychological bottom line, and it's only halftime now. If Arsenal continue to play like this in the second half, Yang Jiacheng didn't even know if he still had a face to sit down.He even regretted watching this game. This campaign to buy people's hearts might turn into a joke. If he scored an ugly big score, Yang Jiacheng could imagine how harsh the British media would report.

(End of this chapter)