According to the normal development of the plot, Tottenham should have the advantage and even lead until the end.
But Arsenal chased three goals in a row.
Instead, it changed the score to a score that made Tottenham despair.
There are about 25 minutes left.
Scoring two goals in 25 minutes is not a problem.
The problem is, you can't guarantee that Arsenal won't score a goal during this time?
This is not a question of two-way change.
so,
The mentality of Tottenham players on the pitch began to change.
They began to question.
Why is it like this now?
Why are they obviously performing better, but the result is like this?
Can you really win the game here?
What should we do?
Tottenham players looked at Pochettino on the sidelines.
After losing the ball, Pochettino lost his temper and became as silent as a piece of wood. For a while, he couldn't think of a solution.
He is not God.
Only God knows how to stop Luo Wu.
"Fake!"
He muttered a curse.
Then he still stood by the court, his mouth never opened again.
The Arsenal fans' singing became louder, and the atmosphere at home was never lost from the beginning to the end, even when they were falling behind. Most of the time, it was Tottenham fans who were complacent, but in terms of mentality, Arsenal fans were
I never worried about the results.
Now the score of 6:4 proves everything.
Luo Wu tightened his captain's armband, waved to the stands, and walked back to his seat.
Then he glanced at Son Heung-min on the left.
Son Heung-min's face looked like his dead parents, as ugly as he wanted.
He has already scored a hat trick.
It can be said that he used his greatest strength.
But his hat trick was not enough for Tottenham to destroy Arsenal. Instead, they had to continue working hard to narrow the score gap.
What a tragedy.
The last person to be so tragic was the Spaniard Traore. Traore's god-like performance did not help Wolves win against Arsenal.
It seems that the same is true for Son Heung-min today.
"Why."
"If the football world needs a god, it is Ronaldo."
"If I were a Ballon d'Or judge, I would be willing to award this year's Ballon d'Or to him, even though he only played for half a season."
"No one is better than him this year. Although statistically speaking, his results are still inferior to a few perverted guys, but it only took him so long."
"I really want to hear the opinions of the two prides. See how they evaluate Ronaldo." Ferdinand plans to connect Messi and Ronaldo after the live broadcast of the game.
Anyway, he personally believes that Luo Wu is definitely their two strongest opponents.
There are many third-person people in the world, but there won’t be anyone else for the time being...
"Dude,"
"We just have to give it a try."
"We may still have hope."
Kane stood next to Sun Xingmin, covering his mouth and exchanging a few words with Sun Xingmin.
"Go to the damn defense."
"I don't think it does anything for us to be involved defensively, it just wastes our energy."
"I'm done."
"Yeah!" Son Heung-min nodded seriously.
"That's what I thought too."
"We still played too conservatively."
"We have to play more open, a little more wild."
Son Heung-min and Kane both want to win.
The two of them began to question the coach's tactical arrangements.
As two attackers, they brought enough offensive firepower to the team and scored so many goals. However, they were still behind in the score. Of course they were not willing to accept it.
However, the head coach still keeps emphasizing defense and thinks that they have not done a good job in defense.
Is this something the defense can handle?
no!
This is a problem that can only be solved by offense, so go to hell on defense!
To attack!
They even exchanged glances with Eriksen and little Lucas, who had just arrived.
Maybe,
Did they reach an agreement??
beep,
The whistle sounded.
The war breaks out again!
Eriksen takes the ball.
Tottenham fired three arrows in unison.
Instantly stretched Arsenal's defense.
Arsenal's defense was indeed very bad and was instantly dismantled.
But Luo Wu immediately ran to Eriksson and stretched out his left foot. He wanted to steal the ball, but Eriksson protected the ball well and he couldn't steal it. He thought about hitting him with his shoulder, but he couldn't.
Rickson.
I'm in a bad shape!
Eriksen sneered, stepped forward a step faster, and suddenly raised his right foot!
About to shoot!
But in the next moment, he changed his mind, shook his right ankle suddenly, and sent a through ball!
Kane was accompanied by Monreal, and he just stuffed the ball up.
Kane half-turned and tapped his heels lightly, then turned over and came back half-circle, dancing Latin!
Monreal was shaken away by Kane like a wooden stake. Holding subconsciously thought about stretching his legs to block it. Kane didn't want to miss the opportunity to shoot, so he took advantage of the situation and drew the ball in front of him with his left foot!
Bang!
The effort is still not enough!
Cech jumped up and hit the ball out of the baseline with one palm!
If the force were stronger, Cech might not be able to stop him.
Son Heung-min quickly ran to take the corner kick, a tactical corner kick!
He didn't drive the ball into the penalty area, but to Aurier, who knocked it back to him, and then Son Heung-min took the ball to the back of Arsenal's penalty area!
The height is too high!
Brazilian Lucas Jr. chose the barb!
But Brazilians may not be able to kick the barb well.
The ball flew high over the crossbar!
Tottenham missed a great opportunity again.
"Don't retreat!"
"Hold them down!"
Kane's voice rang out on the pitch.
They want to press the whole court and no one should retreat.
Cech could only kick the ball out with his big foot. Sure enough, this trick worked very well, and the ball soon fell to Tottenham again.
Ross is coming up.
He hit a wall with Dier, and then another with Eriksen! He rushed into the Arsenal half.
Little Lucas alertly pulled to the side, while Rose spiked the ball and cut inside!
"pretty!"
“So beautiful!”
Taylor roared excitedly. This wave of advancement was really like clouds and flowing water.
Ross was about to dribble the ball into Arsenal's penalty area.
Luowu!
Luo Wu's figure flashed quickly!
A side shovel!
Determined!
decisive!
Huh~
His right foot kicked directly on Rose's left calf.
"ah!"
Ross let out a scream that echoed through the sky.
He fell down in pain.
And the entire Emirates Stadium fell silent instantly.
This scream was really too miserable.
Everyone heard it clearly.
Luo Wu seemed to have turned into a butcher at this moment! He didn’t give Ross a chance to take another step forward!
Only the most critical moments.
He made a move.
"God!"
"this……"
"Is this really Luo Wu?"
"I feel like I saw Roy Keane, Gennaro Gattuso and those butchers..."