Back in the locker room, the atmosphere in the room was quite warm.
Although the defense is a big colander, the fact that they were able to score three goals in the first half shows that the Gunners have enough desire to attack.
If we talk about being anxious, it should be Manchester City who is anxious.
The Manchester City built by Jin Yuan is doing everything it can to win the Premier League title this season.
If the success falls short at the last moment, not only will the fans not be able to accept it, but even the white-hooded bosses of their club will punish active players and coaches.
Of course, Arsenal also want to win and then wait for the Manchester derby at the end of the season.
At that time, it will be the time to truly decide the league champion.
Arsenal can reap the benefits.
For both public and private reasons, allowing Manchester City to score in the second half is definitely not a good thing.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lei Yu took the initiative to find Vermaelen.
"Brother Yaoshui, can't you think of some tricks for us to deal with those Manchester City strikers?"
Vermaelen's name looks very similar to "Formalin", so local fans affectionately call him "Potion".
When Vermaelen heard this, he stopped what he was doing.
Seeing that Wenger was not paying attention, he lowered his voice and said, "Lei, what do you mean?"
"What do you mean? I mean, should we do something small?"
"Little moves? What little moves?" As the young captain of Ajax back then, Vermaelen blinked, "Do you need to go out of your way to do these little moves? Isn't this thing easy to pick up?"
Seeing Vermaelen's expression, Lei Yu suddenly realized.
"Oh oh oh, I understand! The most hidden little actions are done subconsciously, not done intentionally at all! Be taught and taught!"
Vermaelen curled his lips and said, "I didn't say anything, Lei, you realized this on your own."
Vermaelen stood up and left, while Lei Yu was still thinking about it.
When he is thinking about his own breakthrough, he is often the one that his opponents take care of.
How does the other party defend themselves?
How do you make small moves with your feet?
Now think about it, what little tricks does the other party make the most?
It's like pulling a jersey...
And it’s not just the jerseys, but the shorts that are hardest hit!
Especially the area near the back butt.
Sometimes I catch the ball with my back, and before I can start running with the ball, the opponent's defender likes to run over and touch me with his hands.
In order to achieve the goal of stealing the ball, they did everything they could.
Sometimes you really can't think too much about this kind of thing, because if you think about it too much, it seems a little inappropriate for children.
Damn it, what does he think of me?
But I have to admit that this is much more effective than regular defensive routines.
As long as the referee doesn't see it, or simply "turns a blind eye" and is within the "permissible range", who cares about the feeling of the person being defended?
However, is it possible that I also want to imitate these guys, like an old prankster who goes to the duck shop to look for flowers?
Damn it, this is a bit heavy on my heart!
If it were just a normal pull on the jersey, I would still be able to do it;
But if you use your fingers behind your back to perform an anorectal examination, this, this, this...is this a bit too much?
Looking at Brother Yaoshui who was skillfully peeling a banana and gnawing at it, Lei Yu trembled all over.
How many people has this guy checked out?
Fifteen minutes passed quickly, and the players from both sides reappeared on the court, getting ready for battle.
When Lei Yu, who had not yet made up his mind, was still in the players' tunnel, his eyes kept wandering back and forth on Nasri, Aguero and others.
As for Balotelli, this black guy really can't do anything, and the two of them don't often face each other in positions.
A Kun, who was opposite him, saw Lei Yu's "wretched" look and couldn't help but tremble all over and shuddered.
He quietly asked Silva next to him, "David, do you have an ominous premonition?"
Silva also shrank his anus, "Uh... you feel it too?"
But at this time Lei Yu had already locked onto the target, and a slightly "slutty" smile appeared on his face.
"Hey, it's you, the little one!"
Lei Yu decided to take the lead in treating Nasri.
It's not that the others are inappropriate, but that in terms of matchups, Nasri and Lei Yu often meet together.
And most importantly, Nasri's nickname is "Naduck".
This is not because he is a veteran of "getting poked", but because he always likes to stretch out his hands to maintain balance when passing people, looking like a duck.
But this time, Lei Yu plans to make his nickname completely solid!
Since the start of the second half, Lei Yu has been holding back, just waiting for the opportunity.
Soon, the opportunity came.
After Manchester City stole the ball in the backcourt, they quickly found Nasri on the sideline through a two-foot pass.
And Lei Yu had been waiting by his side for a long time in advance.
Looking at Nasri running past him, Lei Yu accelerated and quickly followed him.
Just like that, the two of them ran wildly along the side road, one behind the other.
Lei Yu secretly reached out and grabbed Nasri's jersey from behind.
At the same time, Lei Yu quietly stretched out his two fingers, intending to strike with a thousand-year kill.
However, the control of the heat was a little inaccurate the first time, and it hit Nasri's tail bone directly.
Nasri, who was tapped on the lower back, understood something in an instant. He turned his head and looked at Lei Yu in horror, but what he saw was an extremely vulgar smiling face.
Sample, you won't be so lucky next time!
Just when Lei Yu was about to find the right position to hit the second time, Nasri, who had exploded the entire small universe, suddenly accelerated.
With a big kick, the whole person rushed out.
This acceleration caught Lei Yu off guard.
I haven't stabbed you yet, why did you run away?
Seeing Nasri leave with the ball, Lei Yu certainly would not let him leave easily, and subconsciously followed up with a tackle.
However, it was still a step slow.
"ah!!!"
With a scream, all Manchester City players stopped.
They heard the coach's voice.
Everyone looked at the scene. In the center of the camera, Mancini, who was conducting the game on the sidelines, ran past Nasri and was shoveled to the ground by Lei Yu.
If this were a Tom and Jerry cartoon, Mancini would have flown out and knocked a human-shaped hole out of the stands.
Seeing this scene, the referee blew his whistle decisively.
This can't go on any longer!
The nearest Manchester City players quickly ran forward to observe Mancini's condition.
If this is broken by the coach, how will we play in the next game?
In Sampdoria, Mancini was the top "sailor" after all, and he was shoveled countless times in his life.
Just now, the commander was too focused and didn't even notice the unexpected situation around him.
With the help of everyone, he finally stood up slowly.
Seeing that he was fine, everyone's worries finally returned to their stomachs.
Looking at Lei Yu who looked annoyed on the court, Mancini was still a little confused.
I have retired and become a head coach, can I still be tackled?
Saying this makes people laugh out loud!
The referee and the fourth official also began to maintain order.
After the head coach was sacked, they were afraid that the Manchester City players would do something drastic to Lei Yu.
What's more, Manchester City is lagging behind now. If the players can't control their anger, things will be very serious.
After Mancini stood up again, Van Persie took the initiative to bring Lei Yu to the sidelines for questioning and apologized to Mancini.
Mancini waved his hand, indicating that he didn't take it to heart and that the matter was over.
Although the matter has passed, Lei Yu's move caused a wonderful change in the mentality of the players on both sides in an instant.
The Manchester City players were holding back their anger and couldn't let it out, while the Gunners always looked at the opponent's head coach and couldn't help but laugh.
Good guys, you tackled our coach and you still laughed?
As a result, the movements of the Manchester City players' feet gradually became louder.
Taking advantage of the lack of composure of the Blue Moon players, the Gunners once again seized the opportunity and played a series of wonderful coordination in the frontcourt.
After six or seven consecutive passes of the ball, Lei Yu was finally inserted into the open space, received Robin van Persie's cross pass and pushed the ball into the empty net.
Seeing Lei Yu's goal, all the Gunners fans in the audience burst into excitement.
Lei Yu lived up to expectations, ran to the sidelines, and welcomed a rain of underwear under his fans' stands.
While Lei Yu was enjoying the glory, Balotelli, not far away, showed a thoughtful expression.
"Good guy, Lei, it turns out you have a trick up your sleeve!"