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Chapter 1733 I Can't Hug It Anymore
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Under the angry accusation of the professor, all the players lowered their heads like defeated roosters. They played like this in the first half of the game, and they were still in such a mess at home. There is really nothing to say.

"In the second half of the game, don't bury your head and keep attacking forward. What I want is to score goals while defending my own goal, not to be seized by the opponent but miss a goal."

That's what football is all about. If the team's attack is too rampant and the opponent counterattacks successfully, then there must be something wrong somewhere. After something goes wrong, the team's hope of winning can be kept by not conceding the ball again.

Therefore, as soon as the second half of the game started, the changes in Arsenal's team were very obvious. Although their 433 formation has not changed, the overall contraction is very compact.

When Galatasaray kicked off habitually and then began to pass the defense and wait for the Gunners to press up, their opponents stopped fighting.

The three of Liu Feng got stuck after halftime, and the other three midfielders also moved steadily with the passing and corresponding movements of the Galata team.

In this case, the opponent made it clear that they were waiting for you to attack. The Galata team, which ended the first half with a one-goal lead and boosted team morale, was not polite.

"The ball kept passing, Inan sent the ball forward, Sneijder crossed the half court with the ball, and Galata's 442 formation at the moment has expanded into 4132."

One midfielder stayed behind, and three midfielders pressed forward. In order to prevent Arsenal from attacking, Galata still made preparations.

As Sneijder began to pass the ball with the ball, Ramsey, who had been clearly assigned the task by the professor, began to work. Using his physical advantage and momentum, he followed Sneijder even when he passed the ball.

Sneijder's close defense made Sneijder quite uncomfortable. After all, he is not as strong as he was when he was young. Although he can still pass the ball, his movements are inevitably deformed.

In this case, Sneijder's midfield partner, Altentop, slowly increased the time to hold the ball. This midfielder from Real Madrid is also good, but it is a bit worse than Sneijder's creativity.

Ganso interfered suddenly, Wilshere followed up and pressed, and Galata's attack became very difficult when it advanced to the midfield position.

Although they controlled the battlefield in the Gunners' half 10 minutes after the start of the game, it was a pity that it was of no use. Neither Drogba nor Yilmaz got even a chance to shoot.

With the passage of time, the Arsenal team has gradually recognized the opponent's posture, and their defense is completely sufficient to allow the opponent's offense to return without success if there are no mistakes or carelessness.

So, in the 7th minute of the game, when Sneijder took the ball in the middle of the Gunners' midfield and tried to break through but was brought down by Ramsey's opponent and broke off, Arsenal began to operate.

"I moved forward quickly and finally showed a positive offensive attitude again. Galatasaray's long-term attack made them miss the opportunity to continue to expand the score at the beginning of the game."

The classic pass and cut reappeared on the field. Ramsey just passed the half-court and gave the ball directly to Gansuo. Gansuo didn't even adjust to the incoming ball. When he hit the ball with his right foot, the ball rolled to the left when Inan, who was defending him, was caught off guard.

"Wilshere takes the ball, takes a big stride and starts to accelerate, he's so fast!"

Although Galata's midfielder had already begun to chase after Ramsey's steal, but when Wilshere strode forward, Melo, who was chasing behind him, was still drifting away from him.

Pressing all the way to the left side of the penalty area, Wilshere still didn't stop. He made a fake move to pass the ball to Neymar to the left to deceive the defender in front of him, and then the ball appeared in the middle with a swing of his legs.

"Liu Feng took the ball! In front of him, Riera, who was only locked in position, had no choice but to hit the goal with a dunk and a push! A very aggressive shot attempt!"

According to the normal routine, at this moment Liu Feng gave the ball to Aguero who was reaching for the ball on the right, which is actually the best. However, he really couldn't bear the frustration of this game until now.

He shot the ball out of a small space after an opposing guard missed his putt.

"Muslera! Extreme save, save the ball over the baseline."

The ball flew to the center of the right post of the goal, which is not a dead-end position, so Muslera, who stared at Liu Feng intently as soon as he took the ball, made another contribution.

"Arsenal won a corner kick. The difficulty factor of this shot is actually very high. It's a pity..."

Seeing the angle and strength of Liu Feng's shot through the lens, you can actually feel that the goal might have been scored by an ordinary goalkeeper. It can only be said that Muslera is in a really good state in this game.

Now that a corner kick is changed, it is still acceptable to Arsenal.

The Arsenal team was obviously very concerned about this corner kick opportunity. After Ganso appeared in the corner kick area to prepare for a penalty kick, several headers of the team were already on standby inside and outside the Galata penalty area.

Sometimes, some goals are not particularly passionate, but they are born. Such goals account for the vast majority in football games, such as this moment.

"Shh!"

"Gan Suo kicked out the ball in two steps, and the ball went into the penalty area!"

"Oh!"

This time, Riera was no longer able to stand in the way of Liu Feng. When Liu Feng ran up and took off to press Riera by a full head height, the ball had already come in front of him.

"Liu Feng heads the ball to the top!!!"

"Shu~"

Such a close distance, such a fierce slamming on the door, even if Muslera's gaze never left Liu Feng, he couldn't hold her.

"The goal is in! It's in! It's in! Liu Feng~, the adversity is yet to be seen Liu Feng! He scored with a header! Helped the team tie the score."

"boom!"

The Arsenal fans, who had held back for six or 10 minutes, could finally start cheering for the goal. They were still shouting regretfully that Liu Feng's shot was saved one minute ago.

"Successfully scored from a set-piece. Liu Feng's jumping and header abilities are doomed to make it difficult for any opponent to deal with the Gunner's corner kick."

"That's right, Riera obviously can't stand up to Liu Feng. In this case, you can only beg that it's not Liu Feng who hits the ball."

The two commentators started laughing and chatting in the commentary room, and the anger that had been pent up in the hearts of gun fans for a long time finally dissipated.

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