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Chapter 194 Chapter 192: Broken Arm Venus
Excited roars of commentators hovered over the stadium, but only a small group of Arsenal fans behind the Villarreal goal responded to them, and the yellow submarine fans in yellow shirts fell into a dead silence.

Riquelme, who had just chased back to the top of the arc, supported his knees and panted heavily, sweat trickling from his eyelashes. He looked up at Henry, who slid and knelt at the corner, and the Arsenal players flying away. He wrinkled his nose. Eyebrows, tired eyes.

He is a player who is not physically fit, or to be precise, he is a player whose physical level is below the average level of professional players.

Knowing this, he usually tries to reduce unnecessary fast movement during the game.

But maybe it was because of the competitive heart that did not want to lose to Chen Mo.

Maybe it's because he knows that if he doesn't step up, no one on this team will.

Perhaps it is because of his gratitude to this bright yellow city that he was willing to extend an olive branch called trust when he was swept out by Barcelona like a bereaved dog.

Therefore, in the first four and 10 minutes, he wildly expanded his range of activities, and even had extremely resistant physical confrontations with Vieira Essien, Chen Mo and others, in order to fight for a ray of light in that slit!
But
"It's over."

Panting hard, he glanced sideways at the scoreboard above the stands. The red two to zero made Riquelme feel a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart, and the struggle in his eyes gradually turned into fatigue.

But at this moment, I don't know who started it first, pattering applause sounded from every corner of the love song stadium, and not long after, the pattering light rain turned into a squall and torrential downpour, hitting the eaves and crackling. ring!

"Great job, lads!"

"Great show!"

"Alvarez! Cool chaser!"

"Riquelme, you got rid of it beautifully!"

Countless fans in yellow stood up, applauded and cheered, everyone had a happy smile on their faces!

They are just a small city of 5 people. Before the game started, even the most die-hard fans did not think that Huang Qian, who had just made a fortune this year, could beat Arsenal, which is now in full swing. Play a game that can announce to the world [Champions League, our yellow submarine is coming! 】High-quality competition.

And just now.

From Pires taking a corner kick and being taken off by Barbosa for a quick goal kick, to Riquelme's ghostly positioning to trick Essien to get the first goal, and then to stop the ball and turn around with almost textbook skills. The ball advances at medium speed.

At [-] yards, the cruise missile regretted the center post. Chen Mo bounced back to look at the moon with a very high bounce, and sent a long pass to Essien with a header. In the end, Henry passed the ball with a very ornamental heel. The final calmness Push and break the goal.

In just a few minutes, players from both sides played very exciting offense and defense.

They are already satisfied to see such a game in the small stadium of Love Song Stadium and see their players perform like this.

A tsunami-like applause roared in his ears, Riquelme was stunned for a moment, he raised his head in a daze, and looked at the happy smiles on the faces of the fans wearing yellow players on the sidelines. The Argentine, who has not found his second hometown for several years, seems to feel that his shoulders are much heavier, but his legs are beginning to show strength! .
"Oh, listen to the sound of cheering! Huang Qian's fans are so united!"

"Indeed, but...Although I really don't want to hurt these lovely fans, the current situation seems to have begun to develop out of control for their team. Arsenal led by two goals, and it was at the end of the first half The second goal scored. I don’t know how Manuel’s midfielder should adjust in such a situation.”

"I think at this time, rather than tactical adjustments, maybe awakening the morale of the players as soon as possible is what Manuel should give priority to. You must know that this kind of new team is almost composed of players who have not participated in the Champions League. , The mentality may collapse directly after being hit several times. It's like people can easily walk in a straight line on the road, but if it is a road of the same width, but there are deep abyss on both sides, people will stagger.

The mentality will affect the brain, and the nervousness of the brain will directly feed back to the body, resulting in deformed movements and loss of foot feel. Many top players in the league perform poorly after they go to the Champions League or the World Cup. It is because the mentality cannot be corrected, and now their Villarreal's strength is already behind Arsenal. "

The words of the commentary seem to have sentenced Villarreal to death.

On the sidelines, Wenger also felt the same way. After standing on the sidelines to watch the game, he walked into the bench, took a sip of water, and felt a little relaxed. But soon, the bench was still warm, and the situation on the field changed!
With the whistle of the referee, Villarreal served in the middle circle, Fran swept the ball back to Riquelme, and Chen Mo went up immediately. This time he didn't dribble, but touched the ball with one foot, passed the ball back to Josico, and at the same time moved quickly to find Arsenal's left midfielder to find Essien!
"He wants to take advantage of the yellow card!"

In an instant, Chen Mo understood Riquelme's intentions, and immediately ran to keep up. At the same time, he beckoned to Vieira to change positions. The latter nodded and immediately started to push his feet to the front midfielder, while Essien on the left moved laterally to the right .

Under the watchful eyes of [-] spectators, the triangular midfield formed by Chen Moweiera Essien was like a flowing water, changing positions one after another, but at this moment, Rick, who was halfway through, Ermei stopped suddenly and returned to the middle circle again!
stop!

Riquelme's sudden retreat caused the rotation of the three to stagnate. They had no choice but to lose their positions. The three had no choice but to return to their positions as if they were going back in time!

"What does he want to do?"

Looking at Riquelme who has been running without the ball beside him, Chen Mo frowned. This kind of stop is indeed very useful.

Or to be precise, it is very useful to deal with the current situation.

Essien has a yellow card on his back, and it is impossible for him to defend Riquelme, who is already strong one-on-one, so as long as Riquelme keeps running, Arsenal's formation also needs to make corresponding adjustments. Changes, but the team is like a precision instrument, once the frequency is too fast, there will always be gaps in the formation!

It's an effective tactic, but it's very harmful to the body!
If you want to open the gap in Arsenal's formation, you can't trot slowly, you have to run back and forth at high speed, but Arsenal's three midfielders are known for their physical fitness and interception. How could Riquelme, who is not physically strong, run? Pass?
Chen Mo looked at him with puzzled eyes. Riquelme, who was sweating like rain, did not pay attention to Chen Mo this time, but devoted himself to the game, running at full speed, stopping and retreating incessantly, Like a mad wolf, biting Arsenal's defense crazily!

"My God, is this the slow-moving Riquelme we know?"

"...running in this way, with the physical strength he has shown in the past, he will be exhausted in six to seven 10 minutes of the second half at most. It seems that he has already given it all up!"

The commentator was mumbling, and Riquelme, who had just completed a turn-back run, could hear nothing but his own heavy panting, and in the next second, he ran again with his long legs!
"This"

On the sidelines, Manuel was silent. He had never seen Riquelme running at full speed. For a while, regret and relief came to his heart. Not only him, but also other Villarreal players See it all.

Emotions are contagious.

Soon, as Riquelme sprinted, stopped suddenly, and ran back, the momentum of the Villarreal players gradually increased, not high, but chilling!

Under Chen Mo's deeply frowning gaze, the entire Villarreal team moved. The two central midfielders Sorin and Senna, who had been struggling for the first four or 10 minutes, began to advance more frequently. , Even the two full-backs who had been in charge of defense began to run more frequently!
Gradually, under the team's hard work and Riquelme's needlework, Villarreal used the ground penetration to pass the ball across the center line for the first time, and began to control the ball in the Arsenal half!
"What's the situation?! Libyan Real is on the rise?! It's really a very cohesive team. After falling behind by two goals at halftime, they can quickly adjust their mentality!"

"Essien's yellow card is too deadly. Riquelme is the kind of player who is not fast, not strong, but has an extremely delicate footwork and an excellent sense of rhythm. A tough guy like Essien does not have a body, and it is difficult to get from his feet. Steal the ball, but once you get on your body, you are likely to get a yellow card again!

This led to Chen Mo, who is in the front midfielder position, having to help defend, and in this way, Villarreal's midfielder Josico can easily get the ball!You must know that now it is not the backcourt like before, but the high-pressure ball control in the frontcourt!Even if Hosico is not good at passing at this distance, he can still send a threatening pass! "

"Indeed, after getting close to Arsenal's goal, whether it's Hosico, Sorin or Senna's threat begins to increase, but this is also a double-edged sword. The whole team is too high, as long as Arsenal It's easy to lose the ball on the counter-attack, Henry's one-on-one attack a few minutes ago is a good example."

"Well, let's see which team can hold on now. As long as Villarreal can score a goal, the game will still have a chance. If Arsenal counterattacks successfully, it will be completely finished."

The commentator was rambling, and Wenger frowned tightly on the sidelines.

Do you want to change Essien?

The team's current problem is Essien's yellow card. As long as he is replaced, all problems will be solved, but there is no defensive midfielder in the team that can play a role against Riquelme!

With Essien replaced, Chen Mo will have to play as a midfielder, and Vieira will be responsible for defending the striker Fran on the other side. Back defense!

With Essien replaced, Chen Mo and Vieira will be dragged in the backcourt. Who will do the connection between the midfield and the striker? !

Or
"The next focus is on the defensive end?"

Thoughts flashed through his mind, Wenger folded his arms and shook his head slightly.

Leading two goals and then defending is not his style, nor Arsenal's style!
But the next second when he shook his head slightly, the situation on the field changed suddenly!

"return?"

In the second minute of stoppage time in the first half, Sorin took the ball from the right and faced Lauren's pressure. He stepped on the ball and used his back to support the opponent. Lauren's defensive ability is not bad, which gave him a lot of pressure Unable to turn around at all, he prepared to pass the ball back in desperation.

But at this moment, out of the corner of his left eye, he caught Riquelme pulling his chin and winking to the back. At the same time, he left the middle to look for Essien. Chen Mo, who was guarding next to Riquelme, immediately followed Go up, and the moment Chen Mo left the middle, a black shadow quickly went up to occupy the gap left by Chen Mo, and at the same time beckoned for the ball!

"Hosico!"

Without any hesitation, Sorin swung his right foot and swept the ball to the middle. There, Josico, who was delayed for four and 10 minutes, made the top for the first time!

"You can't get the ball!"

The moment the ball rolled, Henry, whose jersey was soaked, was already behind Josico, and stretched out his long brown legs to try to intercept the ball. At the moment before Henry kicked to destroy the ball, he stretched out his right foot to meet the ball rolling diagonally, made a strong push on the instep, then caught up with the ball at high speed, and continued to walk forward with the ball!

"Oh my God! Josico has moved forward!"

"Sudden force emerges!!!"

"Xiao Mo! Defend!"

No one thought that the ability to advance forward was not strong. Hosico, who had been dragging for four or ten minutes, suddenly advanced forward. Vieira's roar roared in his ears, and he had been paying attention to the middle lane a second before he made the roar. Chen Mo immediately gave up his defense against Riquelme and turned to Josico, who was advancing with the ball at high speed!
"It's so fast!"

"But what I want is you to come out!"

The ball was "boom, boom, boom" in front of him. From the corner of his right eye, he caught Chen Mo who was rushing towards him. Between lightning and flint, Hosico, who was advancing with the ball, swung his left foot directly, and the ball wiped Chen Mo's outstretched right foot. Rolling to the right, rolling towards Riquelme's feet!
"Here we go! The ball is for Riquelme!"

"He and Essien are one-on-one!"

"Damn! Hand over the ball!"

"Big stupid cow!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Riquelme immediately blocked Essien's attacking route with his back and stretched out his right foot to meet the ball. Behind him, Essien, who was carrying a yellow card, squeezed Riquelme's back hard , muttering loudly, and at the same time glanced at the referee's position out of the corner of his eye!
"Damn, what are you doing standing so close?!"

The referee was just three meters away, with a whistle in his mouth, and a pair of eagle-like sharp eyes staring at his hands and feet!

"You can't give small moves!"

Essien was speechless, and could only hold Riquelme's back tightly, preventing him from turning around, but in the next second, he suddenly felt the power in Riquelme's back leaking again, and as he gradually widened In his eyes, Riquelme, who is stepping on the ball with his right foot, takes the football as the axis, and instantly makes a 180-degree rotation!

Compass!
Riquelme completely completed the turn, but at the same time the ball was completely exposed at Essien's feet!

"Chance!"

Without a trace of hesitation, Essien immediately stretched out his leg to steal it, but at this moment, time suddenly slowed down, and Riquelme, who was stepping on the ball with his right foot, pulled back with force on his thigh, pulling the ball in an arc, and the ball bypassed Essien's outstretched Pull the big black leg from the front of the right foot to the heel of the left foot, and then give it diagonally!
"HOOOOOO! Beautiful pull ball!!!"

"Artistic performance! Riquelme has passed Essien again!!! Oh no! Campbell is out!"

The commentator roared, and all the Villarreal fans jumped up from their seats in an instant. Under the watchful eyes of [-] spectators, Riquelme pulled the ball beautifully in the left midfield of Arsenal near the penalty area. Avoiding Essien's interception, while gently pushing the ball to the top of the arc, in the next second, he kicked the ground to catch up with the ball, and at this moment, the central defender Campbell went directly to the top!
"You can't get through!"

The breeze blew the tip of his hair, looking at the 1.8m [-] Campbell in front of him, Riquelme, who was advancing with the ball at a medium speed, did not slow down, and even the frequency of dribbling did not change, and rushed straight towards the opponent!

close!

The two sides were getting closer, at this moment, Riquelme suddenly swayed to the left, and at the same time stretched out his right foot as if he wanted to dial the ball and cut directly to the top of the arc.

"He's slow, he can't cut in!"

The shaking wasn't too big, Campbell didn't take the shaking, lowered the center of gravity like a big black mountain, but in the next second, Riquelme's ankle suddenly changed, and the ball on the instep was changed to rubbing the ball with the arch of the foot!

"Crotch wearing?!"

Campbell was startled, and immediately tried to gather his legs, but the moment he adjusted his posture, the ball had passed through his crotch!

Great arc!
Super big arc!

Under the watchful eyes of [-] spectators, the high-speed right-handed ball passed through Campbell's crotch, stuck to the turf and drew a perfect arc knife light in Arsenal's restricted area, passing Toure and Vierra. The long legs intercepted were sent directly to the back post!
In the next second, the galloping Fran rushed over, shoveled the ball over the shoulder of Arsenal goalkeeper Seaman, and flew into the goal under his desperate gaze!
"Goa!!Goa!!Gaot!!! The goal is in! At the end of stoppage time in the first half, Villarreal recovered a goal!!! It was the number nine who scored the goal—Diego·FFFFFFForRRRRlan!!! Oh my god, this shot was amazing!!!”

"Perfect behind the ball! My God! Look at this perfect arc! This ball not only pierced Campbell's crotch, but also passed two people in the penalty area! And his previous pull, my God , it's all crazy!"

"Goa!!! Riquelme proved himself!!! At this moment, he completely left behind the hat of Barcelona's abandonment. At this moment, he proved to everyone that he has the world's top ability. At this moment, he He is the hero of Villarreal!!!
"Oh! Listen! Listen!! Listen to the cheering of the fans! I can feel the ground shaking even here!!! Oh! Wait! What's going on! Riquelme is holding his thigh fell to the ground!!!"

"HOOOOOOO!"

The shouting of the commentator and the celebrations of the fans came to an abrupt end. Countless fans took off their sunglasses, stared wide-eyed, covered their mouths, and looked at Riquelme who fell in the middle of the court. Fran, who was celebrating wildly, also immediately The celebration was terminated and he ran towards Riquelme with his teammates.

"Cramp. Or strain?"

Sorin ran past him like the wind, his akimbo right arm was bumped and swayed, but Chen Mo didn't care, he just brushed back his black hair dripping with sweat from his forehead, and looked at Li who fell to the ground not far away. Kerme, there is a trace of appreciation and regret in his eyes.

In his eyes, Riquelme is a very powerful midfielder. Except for speed and physical fitness, he is almost top-notch in other aspects. Even in his opinion, Riquelme's delicate feet are the best among all the players he has come into contact with. The top player in the field!
You must know that Riquelme's speed is not fast, and his physical strength is not high, but even in this situation, he can still control the ball firmly under his feet, no matter how hard he squeezes, he can't break the ball.

"Unfortunately, there are too few perfect people."

Chen Mo put his hips on his hips and shook his head slightly. A gust of wind blew over the hair hanging on his forehead. In a trance, he felt that he and Riquelme were actually quite similar. A strong body, and if he doesn't have the stuff in his head to make up for his strength, speed and sense of the ball, all he has is the top physical fitness and a brain with a top golf quotient.

There were many thoughts in my mind, and after a while, Villarreal's team doctor quickly ran onto the field, squatted beside Riquelme, gently pinched his thigh, and then waved towards the off-field.

"It's about to be put on a stretcher! It seems that it is at least a strain!"

"It should be, but Riquelme is still talking to the team doctor. Judging from his expression, it seems that he still wants to play. The injury should not be too serious."

"I hope so, otherwise it would be too early for the yellow submarine to sink just after setting sail."

The commentator babbled, and under Chen Mo's watchful eyes, Riquelme got off on a stretcher. A jumping flame.

"I'll be back."

"."

It was as if the Pokémon's conversation made Chen Mo jump a little bit. He didn't respond, but just shrugged and turned to leave. A gust of wind hit, and the wet red and white No. 24 jersey kept floating in Riquelme's eyes.

(End of this chapter)