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Chapter 159 Goal, just move forward

The score became 2-1, Chelsea took the lead again, and the situation became delicate.

In the stands, fans hung up banners reading "I support you, Captain Terry" with Terry's face on the end.

During this period, Terry had a lot of negative news off the court, and fans also used this method to support their captain.

Everyone on the court wanted to "sneak" another goal on their opponent before the end of the first half, but they never thought that they would be the one who was attacked.

Now that Chelsea has achieved their goal, the faces of the Blues members are filled with smiles of "the trick has succeeded", which makes the Gunners on the opposite side feel itchy to the teeth!

"He nnd, I'm so anxious that I can chase the ball right back!"

Lei Yu pinched his waist and glared at the smiles on the faces of the Blues players on the opposite side.

"Lei, don't be impulsive. Take a rest first and see what the boss arranges." Van Persie patted Lei Yu on the shoulder. Obviously, experienced players are more calm when the team falls behind.

Not long after the ball was served again, the referee blew the whistle to end the first half.

During the 15 minutes of halftime, Lei Yu's physical fitness also recovered a lot.

Wenger is still discussing the second half countermeasures with the assistant coaching staff, but from the players' perspective, the best tactic is to attack to the end.

Although the Blues are not as "disgusting" as Tottenham, Chelsea are also challengers to the King of London after all.

In the derby, Arsenal, whose initials are "a", have no reason to shrink in front of their opponents.

Defense has never been the Gunners' style!

Sure enough, according to Wenger's plan, the players on the field remained unchanged in the second half. The only thing to pay attention to was that the offensive players should seize the opportunity as much as possible and strive for a kill.

Chelsea on the other side was almost the same. Villas-Boas did not bring on any substitutes because the score in the first half had already proved the success of his tactics.

As for the gaps in the defense...

Hi!

Arsenal can't score anyway, and this small flaw can be completely covered up by their own offensive capabilities!

As soon as the second half kicked off, Arsenal took advantage of the gap on the opponent's wing to pass the ball long into the penalty area.

Chelsea stopped the ball with the outside instep of their right foot, and then volleyed directly without making the slightest adjustment.

With the Czech goalkeeper trying to block the near post as much as possible, Van Persie's shot hit the side net directly, making the fans sigh.

Why doesn't Van Persie choose to pass the ball?

On the court, after seeing the ball going out of bounds, Lei Yu patted Arshavin on the shoulder: "Tsar, you are following too slowly! As long as you follow the ball closer, you might score a goal now!"

Reniao on the other side lowered his head and ran past the two of them, pretending not to hear Lei Yu's "taunting".

"Ray, I really can't keep up with Robin's speed. And every time I pass the ball, I'm on the other side, too far away! I really can't make it!" Arshavin looked bitter.

Three or four years ago, he definitely wouldn't have said that.

"What I mean is that if you can't keep up on the wing, I might be able to go up!" Lei Yu raised his eyebrows. "Anyway, I'm in the middle, so it's not that difficult at all to move forward."

"So? Come on in then!" Arshavin made a "please" gesture.

"Then you have to fill the gap behind me."

"Xie Te, I knew it wasn't that simple!" The Czar rolled his eyes and looked at the dejected Van Persie in front of him, and could only nod his head, "Okay, you can come up if you can. I'll try my best to help you. But you have to do it."

I told you in advance that if I don't score, you have to come back quickly! My physical strength won't last long."

After agreeing with Arshavin, Arsenal quickly seized an opportunity in the frontcourt.

Hotbird changed direction continuously on the wing and saw the opportunity to push the ball behind him.

This time, before Van Persie in the middle could outflank him, a figure appeared in front.

The ball hit the arch of Lei Yu's right foot and bounced high. While in the air, Lei Yu's left foot swept out and hit him hard.

bang!!!

The ball went directly over the crossbar!

Without the bonus of goal rate, the accuracy of Lei Yu's first shot was appalling!

Even so, Van Persie in the middle still gave Lei Yu a thumbs up.

No matter what, there is someone in the restricted area who can help.

Maybe next time, he will make an inverted triangle pass.

At that time, it would be him who prayed that Lei Yu could intervene in time.

Although the Gunners' offense was sharp, their defense was still terrible.

Here Lei Yu just kicked a shot high above the goal frame, and over there Koscielny passed the ball directly to Lampard. The latter simply adjusted a step and shot a cold arrow from outside the penalty area.

Fortunately, Szczesny was focused and fell down and threw the ball into his arms.

Chelsea got the ball easily and naturally the shot was hasty.

Seeing their goalkeeper holding the ball firmly, the Gunners didn't pay much attention.

He didn’t score a goal anyway, right?

The laziness of the Gunners' defense made the fans heartbroken.

Isn't this playing too casual?

If you continue to miss like this, you won’t be able to make up for it no matter how many goals you score!

"Koscielny was a little confused here and handed the ball directly to the opponent." Zhan Jun's tongue smacking sound sounded again.

"But for Wenger, he really has no one available."

"Compared with Koscielny, Jenkinson on the bench is even less adaptable to the rhythm of the Premier League."

"In the final analysis, Arsenal should not have sold Eboue this season."

"Arsenal's passivity on the field all comes from the defense."

At this moment the camera turned to Chelsea's bench, David Luiz was arranging his afro in the sun.

He also performed poorly in the last game. A foul in the penalty area gave the opponent a penalty kick.

While Zhan Jun was speaking, the camera suddenly cut back to the court.

Facing a throw-in from Chelsea's backcourt, Santos first nimbly grabbed the ball in front of Ramirez and intercepted it, then leaned against his opponent with his body to protect the ball.

After standing firm, facing front and rear double-teams from three opponents, Santos made a diagonal pass to Arteta in the middle.

Arteta met the ball behind him with his back heel, avoiding Lampard's attack, and then quickly distributed the ball to the other side.

When the camera cut over, the Hotbirds on the other side had just gotten the ball.

Since the opponent's defenders were all concentrated on the other side of the court, the defense in front of the Hot Birds was extremely empty after they got the ball. He dribbled the ball forward in a line and quickly rushed into the penalty area.

The Blues' defense line was still moving towards this side, and in desperation, Cech had no choice but to duck forward to meet it.

Seeing this, Hot Bird pushed the ball sideways...

puff!!!

"Eh!"

"Let's see if Arsenal have a chance this time..."

"Lei Yu!!!"

With a low roar from Zhan Jun, Lei Yu, who rushed forward from the top of the arc, threw his body directly and slid forward like a bulldozer.

This time, there was no passing, and there was no blessing of any scoring rate.

The ball hit Lei Yu's toe and flew straight into the empty goal.

Wow~!!!

Gun fans are excited again.

"49th minute!"

"Lei Yu, equalized the score for Arsenal."

"Arsenal played really tough today."

"Seeing Lei Yu score a goal, many fans in front of the TV must have fulfilled their wish!"

"I have to say, Lei Yu's goal was really beautiful!"

"As I said before, as long as Arsenal solves the problem of outflanking in the middle, the goal will come soon!"

"Lei Yu obviously grasped this. He ran further forward this time than before, and he also received the pass from his teammate."

"Now, it's Arsenal's turn to cheer!"

After scoring the goal, Lei Yu quickly rushed to the stands where the fans cheered quickly behind the goal. In front of all the gun fans, he raised his chin and opened his arms.

"Hula~~~"

Another burst of underwear rain.

"Lei, that's a beautiful shot!"

"It should have been like this a long time ago!"

In the front row, a beer belly waving his shirt excitedly shouted to Lei Yu:

"Come on Lei, if you can get one more, I'll take off my wife's underwear for you!"


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