Lingard drove the ball to the highest points and let them fight for it.
However, after the Arsenal players escaped the danger just now, their attention quickly focused.
Although Pogba still touched the ball, he was unable to push the ball towards the goal and the ball missed the goal.
Arsenal won the ball back.
But the stadium was really slippery in the snow, so everyone played carefully.
Everyone knows that it is easy to get injured in this kind of weather.
Today's weather forecast does not say it will snow, otherwise Emery would have asked everyone to prepare another pair of shoes suitable for snow battles.
But it happened to happen!
Naini, who took the ball on the right, passed the ball with little force and failed to estimate the impact of snow on the field.
The ball was intercepted by Herrera!
Herrera immediately passed the ball through to Lingard, who passed the ball across to Martial. Martial hit back to Pogba who followed up. Pogba took the ball and sent it to the back of Arsenal's penalty area.
It's Fellaini who rushes in from behind again!
It’s still high-altitude bombing!
This ball still pushed the ball high. It would be better if Pogba's passing height was lowered a little.
This time there was no corner kick.
Emery quickly made a substitution, taking off Jenkinson and replacing him with Kolasinac.
Although Kolasinac is not good, he has height and physical strength, so he should have better results in marking Fellaini.
After thinking about it, he replaced Naini with Iwobi.
"Ah, this damn snow!" After changing people, he cursed God again.
Iwobi got the ball immediately after coming up, but he immediately pushed the ball back.
It will definitely take some getting used to.
But this pass was unexpectedly passed to Lingard's feet.
"ha?"
"Is this guy short-sighted?"
"Is this okay?!"
Owen couldn't believe it. Iwobi just came up and gave him a big gift.
At this time, no one was watching Lingard, so he simply kicked off the arc in the penalty area!
Pull out a right foot and slash to the ground!
The ball went straight to the lower right corner of the goal.
"Going in!"
Cech's attention was quite concentrated and he jumped out. When he landed, his body suddenly accelerated! He actually hit the ball with both hands!
"Oh! God!"
"Cech actually made the save!"
"It's just incredible."
"ah!"
"How did Cech do it?"
"Feeling possessed by something?"
This must be the effect of the snow. The snow accelerated Cech's body, allowing Cech to do the impossible.
The ball rolled out of the baseline.
"Damn weather!" It was Mourinho's turn to curse.
Lingard ran to the corner flag in frustration, still not understanding why Cech was able to save his inevitable goal...
Staring at the snowflakes in the penalty area, Lingard finally did not send the ball into the penalty area, but instead took the ball outside Arsenal's penalty area!
No one at Arsenal noticed that Pogba did not enter the penalty area.
No one expected that Lingard would suddenly change his corner kick tactics. In the past, he would hit the highest person on the head, but now he would pass it outside the penalty area.
After the ball was stopped by Pogba, he understood instantly.
Because Pogba is already bending his bow and nocking an arrow!
With almost no run-up, Pogba whipped out a curve ball!
He should be aiming for the upper right corner of the goal!
The arc of the ball was controlled very beautifully, just over everyone's heads, and then fell towards the upper right corner of the goal.
This time, there is nothing Cech can do no matter how fast he is. It is a theoretical dead end.
He can use the snow to accelerate his body and slide, but he cannot jump up and accelerate.
His fingertips did not touch the ball and he could only watch the ball fly into the goal.
"gooooal!"
"goooooooooal!"
“goooooooooooooooal!”
"Paul!"
"Paul!"
"Paul Pogba!"
"He is also invincible today!"
"He told the world again with his goals that he is also world-class."
"He is also the darling of this era."
"When people thought that he and Manchester United, he and Mourinho were at the end of the road, he played the most beautiful game of his career!"
"And his opponent is the most talented player of this era, the Chinese Luo Wu!"
"Twin stars shine, making this game still undecided."
"The score of 6:6 allowed us to re-understand football."
The moment he scored, Pogba turned around gracefully, raised his collar, opened his arms, and stood there to greet the roar of Manchester United fans.
"king!"
"He is the king of Old Trafford tonight!"
"This is also a retaliation for the previous provocation of the Chinese."
"Manchester United needs a king like this!"
"Pogba did it!"
Soon, the eyes of Pogba and Luo Wu intertwined, and Pogba's eyes were full of provocation.
A smile emerged from Luo Wu's lips.
Fun!
I didn't expect that at this point in the game, the battleship Manchester United would be sunk.
This kind of Pogba actually gave him a little respect.
Being able to perform like this makes him look like a professional player.
Luo Wu looked up at the big screen.
There are still twenty minutes left!
There must be a winner.
Pogba is awesome.
But no matter how awesome you are, you still have to beat them down!
In Luo Wu's mind, there was no thought of a draw.
Besides, if you don't win, you will be laughed at by the whole England the next day.
Before the game, he said he wanted to bloodbath Old Trafford.
If we can't win a bloodbath now, we still have to win.
As long as he wins, the media will stop complaining and he will still be the most handsome boy...
Fight again.
Luo Wu returned to the midfield to get the ball.
Now the team's midfield control has dropped significantly, and he has almost no chance to get the ball if he is not in the midfield.
So I had no choice but to come back.
Lingard and the others are still very tenacious, but Luo Wu plays the ball very quickly, and then Elneny quickly changes positions, making it difficult for Manchester United players to mark.
Luo Wu simply stopped sticking to a certain position.
His physical fitness is reaching its limit. In such a fierce battle, he will be very tired after playing for 90 minutes. He may not be able to run in the last ten minutes.
Smith Rowe understood his thoughts very well and quickly approached him.
Luo Wu passed the ball to him again.
Smith Rowe accelerated the ball with an outward smash, easily toying with Fellaini.
But when he was about to catch up with the ball, the sole of his foot slipped! His legs immediately spread apart and he fell to the ground!
"Oh haha~"
"It looks like this fall is irregular."
"There is a risk of injury."
"If Smith Rowe goes off injured? Arsenal will lose an arm."
"Looking at the way he was lying on the turf in pain, it's very possible."