super queen

Chapter 42 I Only Give You 3 Minutes
Du Shasha on the bench could see Wenger's movements clearly. Seaman's level is indeed not bad, but if compared with the world's top goalkeepers, he is still a bit worse.As he grows older, his competitive state is declining day by day. Thanks to Arsenal's strong offensive firepower, if he changes to another team, Seaman may become the team's sinner.

"This old man will probably be able to guard the door in two years." Du Shasha thought to herself.

The situation on the court became more intense as the balance of the game was broken, and the physical contact between the two sides became more and more frequent.

After Fulham took the lead, they must want to keep the one-goal advantage, so the defensive actions of Fulham players are very large.

In the 20th minute, Henry broke into the penalty area from the right, and Fulham's No. 3 central defender immediately made a covert back fall, throwing Henry directly out.

If the ball is not fouled by No. 3, Henry will face Fulham goalkeeper Fredell directly.

But to the anger of Arsenal fans, this action was not called a foul by the referee on duty.

"Black whistle!"

"Referee, are you blind?"

"Son of a bitch, don't blow this kind of ball, it's a penalty!"

In the stands, Arsenal fans cursed angrily.

The referee's expression is still cold. It seems that his face is thicker than the Great Wall of Huaguo, and he can withstand such insults.

And 1 minute later, Parlor broke through with the ball in the middle, and was knocked to the ground by a fierce side tackle from Green who had scored just now. The referee on duty signaled to continue the game!

"Son of a son of a bitch! This ball is absolutely foul!"

"Is this referee sent by Manchester United?"

"Second time, Arsenal will be murdered!"

The emotions of the Arsenal fans became even more excited, and they stood up one after another to test the pressure on the referee.

Even Sky host Taylor and guest Lineker couldn't stand it.

"These two balls are fouls. It is impossible for the Fulham players to get the ball. Moreover, this is very likely to cause injuries to Parlor and Thierry." Lineker said.

"Yeah, Arsenal are in trouble." Taylor nodded in agreement.

But on the court, the referee remained unmoved and signaled the game to continue.

However, seeing Parlor rolling on the ground, the Fulham players were embarrassed to continue the game, and they kicked the ball over the touchline.

"Damn, don't you blow this ball? Is the referee blind?"

On the bench, Bentley started to be careless again, but this time he didn't reach out to pat Du Shasha, he was afraid that Du Shasha would get out of the way again.

"Well, the referee's standards are a bit loose. Today's game is difficult." Du Shasha nodded and said.

"Made, the Fulham players obviously want to use the vicious tackles to make our players dare not let go and break through. It's too despicable and shameless!" Bentley's analysis is really good, Fulham indeed used this one move.

Most Premier League teams will adopt this method when dealing with a technical team like Arsenal, high-intensity fighting, oppressive defense, and almost murderous fouls. This method will easily kick and injure the opponent. It is easy to make the opponent fearful, so that he can't let go when making moves.

Seeing his players being kicked over one after another, Wenger became furious, jumped up and rushed to the sidelines.

"Shet! Don't brag about such actions, referee, didn't you bring a guide dog today (sarcasm that the referee is blind)?" Wenger growled angrily.

In fact, Wenger's impression has always been gentle and gentle, not as arrogant as Ferguson, nor like the "Magic Bird" later, but Arsenal players have been injured one after another during this period, and he really can't stand this kind of blow.

"Mr. Wenger, please pay attention to your words! I will write all this in the game report!" The fourth official walked up unceremoniously and warned Wenger.

"Hmph, do you have to kick all my players off the field before you care? Look, my players are already rolling in pain!" Wenger replied unceremoniously. True, Parlor was indeed seriously injured at this time, and he hadn't got up yet, rolling on the lawn with his ankles in his arms.

Arsenal's team doctor Patterson has rushed onto the pitch carrying a medicine kit.

"This is part of the game. The referee will control everything. Mr. Wenger, if you don't sit back in your seat, I think things will be more serious." The fourth official continued to warn that according to football rules, if the head coach Interfering with the game, the on-duty referee has the right to send him to the stands.

"Shet!" Wenger waved helplessly, walked back, sat down, and let out a long sigh.

But Wenger quickly stood up again. Team doctor Patterson checked Parlor's injury, stood in the center of the court, and made a substitution gesture at Wenger.

Obviously, Parlor's body is no longer enough to support him to continue the game.

"Hey!" Wenger sighed again, and began to look at the players on the bench.

Pires, Ljungberg, and Bergkamp are all absent, and Wenger now has no attacking midfielders available.

The players also looked at Wenger with eager eyes, hoping that they could be selected. Japanese star Junichi Inamoto's eyes were burning, and he was extremely eager to make an appearance and win glory for Japanese football.

However, Wenger ignored the existence of Junichi Inamoto. He went straight to Du Shasha and said lightly: "Sasha, get up and warm up. I can only give you 3 minutes."

Du Shasha did not expect that Wenger would choose to play by herself.

She stood up immediately and ran to the sidelines to start warming up.

Seeing a girl stand up on the bench, the Arsenal fans immediately exploded.

"Oh, what's going on?"

"Is that girl coming out?"

"An epoch-making figure, the Premier League, oh no, the first female player to debut in the top league in world football!"

"The team is in a difficult situation right now, can she help the team?"

"Anyway, let's have a look first, maybe this is Wenger's secret weapon."

Compared with the fans' ups and downs, Du Wenke and Jelena jumped up happily.

"Hey Sasha, you're the best!"

"Come on! Sasha, grandma is so proud of you!"

The two old men and the old lady applauded and cheered for Du Shasha just like children.

Lineker also stood up in the live broadcast box in surprise.

"Oh, Maikar! Girl, are you serious?" Lineker looked shocked.

"Haha, the Premier League has created various precedents, and now a female player is going to play in the league. Our British Empire is indeed the most intelligent and creative country in the world!" Taylor said proudly.

Du Shasha ignored the movement in the stands. She began to warm up seriously. In the football game, insufficient warm-up may cause injuries. Du Shasha doesn't want to fall under the blow of injuries at a young age!
However, at this time, the system suddenly issued a prompt: "Ding dong! The host triggers a side mission to help Arsenal reverse Fulham. The mission is completed and a random lucky draw opportunity is given. If the mission fails, 10 points will be deducted!"

"Task?"

At this time, the system gave a task, and it was a task with clear rewards and punishments, which made Du Shasha have to go all out.

The things in the system are all good things. If they can help the team reverse, then what can we get this time?

And once you can’t help the team reverse, then deducting 10 points is tantamount to losing meat. Now Du Shasha’s point account is not rich. Du Shasha doesn’t want her points to be deducted. She also hopes to buy all kinds of good things by increasing points. Woolen cloth.

After warming up for a while, Du Shasha immediately ran to Wenger and said, "Professor, I'm ready to teach those grandchildren a lesson!"

(End of this chapter)