Chapter 1714 Unconventional Attack
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San Bi Xiao Dao Li
Chapter 1714 Unconventional Attack
"This is the opponent's home court. I think you also felt it during the warm-up. Their fans are no less fanatical than ours."
"That's right coach."
"But, what's the point? Are we going to lose this game?"
"will not!"
"Are we going to go home with a loss?"
"will not!"
"Very well, then use your performance to silence those noisy fans!"
"understand!"
Short and direct conversations, all the tactical drills and arrangements that should be carried out in the morning training have been completed, and the next thing to do is to play the game.
After arousing the emotions of the team members with a few simple but powerful enough questions, the professor nodded in satisfaction and left the rest of the time to the team members.
Everyone sat there and kept chatting with the people nearby. The pre-match atmosphere of this game was not tense, after all, the opponent was not a particularly strong team.
However, if the atmosphere is not tense, it does not mean that the players are not motivated. In the fiercely competitive Arsenal team, if any player performs abnormally in any game, what awaits them is the next game.
Because everyone waiting below has the strength to play the main force in other teams.
"Okay guys, let me just say a few words."
When the game was about to start a few minutes ago, Liu Feng, as the captain, felt that he needed to say a few words to make the team pay more attention to this game.
"I was at Piacenza, a team that had never won a league title and had never even been in the Champions League before that."
Looking at every teammate sincerely: "However, in our first season in the Champions League, we defeated one top club after another. The reason why we won the game is simple-belief."
"In this game, our opponent is a team with faith. I think you feel it too, but will Arsenal become a stepping stone on their dark road???"
"Never!"
"That's right, never! I hope that everyone will play hard. This game may be more difficult than we imagined, but the victory must belong to Arsenal, because~"
"Arsenal is invincible!"
"Very good, let's go!"
Seeing everyone's momentum rising, Liu Feng didn't waste any more time. He opened the goal and walked out. With his imposing manner, he raised the momentum of the whole team.
"The two sides came out of the player channel. The team wearing orange jerseys standing on the left of the referee is the home team Galatasaray in this game, while the team wearing yellow jerseys on the right is the Arsenal team who came to challenge."
The two sides shook hands friendly on the court and then quickly dispersed. The captains of both sides came to the referee and started the boxing session. Liu Feng, who lost the boxing game in the end, could only choose the right to choose the field.
"Galatasaray chose the right to kick-off. The ball was placed in front of the tee point. Brutt and Yilmaz stood in front of the ball. They will take the lead in this game."
As the two sides stood up on the court, the noisy voices on the court after the two sides entered the court fell silent for a moment.
"Shhhhhh!!!"
With the whistle of the referee, the game officially kicked off.
"CCTV, CCTV, audience friends, you are now watching the 2012-2013 UEFA Champions League quarter-final match between Galatasaray and Arsenal at home. I am the commentator Liu Jianhong."
The classic opening remark accompanied by the atmosphere of falling into the hustle and bustle again made the fans in front of the TV quickly get into the state.
After passing the ball to Yilmaz, Brut turned around and rushed towards the Gunners' half, and then Yilmaz gave the ball to the oncoming Galata midfielder Kurutus.
"In this game, the home team Galatasaray played a 4231 formation. Except for a striker Brut, they arranged 23 positions in the midfield, with the left forward Yilmaz, the right forward Altentop, and the midfielder Kurutus."
At the beginning of the game, they quickly introduced the starting lineup of the home team. The Galata team, which was in a formation similar to 4231 like 451, did not start to attack at the beginning, so Liu Jianhong was given plenty of time.
"In the two defensive midfielders, Sneijder and Inan partnered as a double defensive midfielder. As the team's new aid, Sneijder has now completely become the core of the midfield that Galata relies on most."
When Liu Jianhong was talking about Sneijder, the midfielder got the ball. Under the protection of Yinan, he was not surrounded by the Gunners when he got the ball. He just swept the ball and then quickly passed it out.
The ball flew in the air and crossed the midfield line as if it had eyes and found Galata's left midfielder Yilmaz. As the player moved forward, the home team's first attack was officially launched.
Liu Jianhong didn't care about continuing to introduce the players' starters and quickly shifted the focus of the commentary to Galata.
"Yilmaz dribbled the ball forward quickly, and Sneijder's pass was so precise that it helped the team directly pass the Gunners' midfield defense line, and the full-back directly met the opponent's full-back."
The encounter between Yilmaz and Alves did not hit the earth as sparks hit the earth as people thought. The voices of Galata fans changed after their full-back suddenly turned to the right and directly poked the ball out.
"Suddenly a stab pass, this pass is too unconventional, it is really difficult for his teammates~, Brutt! He ran to the position, he ran to the position, grabbed the ball again in front of Vermaelen, and the whole person wanted to enter the penalty area!"
"Oh!"
Everything happened too suddenly. Vermaelen chose to get stuck directly in front of Brut when he lost the trace of the football and was about to lose the trace of the opponent's striker.
The two collided directly on the left side of the top of the arc in the penalty area and fell to the ground together.
"Shh!"
"The referee blew his whistle, and he directly showed Vermaelen a yellow card, obviously believing that he maliciously blocked the offensive player from fouling. Galata's attack was too sudden, which can be regarded as a cautious tactical foul."
Liu Jianhong and the nervous Gunners breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. The game started less than 5 minutes ago. Once the opponent really gets into the penalty area and scores, the game will be difficult for the Gunners.
The Champions League knockout round is not a league game, and the difference of one goal is likely to come back next year.
The boos of the Galata fans were loud, but there was no conflict between the players of the two sides.
Supporting each other to stand up with Brutt, Vermaelen watched helplessly as the opposing player began to prepare for a free kick. This distance is actually a threat to attack the goal, but there is only so much he can do.
Chapter 2 here!Thank you for your great support!In the last few days, at the end of the quarter, I worked overtime to doubt my life, and my spirit was extremely sluggish when I wrote the manuscript. Please forgive me...
(End of this chapter)
"This is the opponent's home court. I think you also felt it during the warm-up. Their fans are no less fanatical than ours."
"That's right coach."
"But, what's the point? Are we going to lose this game?"
"will not!"
"Are we going to go home with a loss?"
"will not!"
"Very well, then use your performance to silence those noisy fans!"
"understand!"
Short and direct conversations, all the tactical drills and arrangements that should be carried out in the morning training have been completed, and the next thing to do is to play the game.
After arousing the emotions of the team members with a few simple but powerful enough questions, the professor nodded in satisfaction and left the rest of the time to the team members.
Everyone sat there and kept chatting with the people nearby. The pre-match atmosphere of this game was not tense, after all, the opponent was not a particularly strong team.
However, if the atmosphere is not tense, it does not mean that the players are not motivated. In the fiercely competitive Arsenal team, if any player performs abnormally in any game, what awaits them is the next game.
Because everyone waiting below has the strength to play the main force in other teams.
"Okay guys, let me just say a few words."
When the game was about to start a few minutes ago, Liu Feng, as the captain, felt that he needed to say a few words to make the team pay more attention to this game.
"I was at Piacenza, a team that had never won a league title and had never even been in the Champions League before that."
Looking at every teammate sincerely: "However, in our first season in the Champions League, we defeated one top club after another. The reason why we won the game is simple-belief."
"In this game, our opponent is a team with faith. I think you feel it too, but will Arsenal become a stepping stone on their dark road???"
"Never!"
"That's right, never! I hope that everyone will play hard. This game may be more difficult than we imagined, but the victory must belong to Arsenal, because~"
"Arsenal is invincible!"
"Very good, let's go!"
Seeing everyone's momentum rising, Liu Feng didn't waste any more time. He opened the goal and walked out. With his imposing manner, he raised the momentum of the whole team.
"The two sides came out of the player channel. The team wearing orange jerseys standing on the left of the referee is the home team Galatasaray in this game, while the team wearing yellow jerseys on the right is the Arsenal team who came to challenge."
The two sides shook hands friendly on the court and then quickly dispersed. The captains of both sides came to the referee and started the boxing session. Liu Feng, who lost the boxing game in the end, could only choose the right to choose the field.
"Galatasaray chose the right to kick-off. The ball was placed in front of the tee point. Brutt and Yilmaz stood in front of the ball. They will take the lead in this game."
As the two sides stood up on the court, the noisy voices on the court after the two sides entered the court fell silent for a moment.
"Shhhhhh!!!"
With the whistle of the referee, the game officially kicked off.
"CCTV, CCTV, audience friends, you are now watching the 2012-2013 UEFA Champions League quarter-final match between Galatasaray and Arsenal at home. I am the commentator Liu Jianhong."
The classic opening remark accompanied by the atmosphere of falling into the hustle and bustle again made the fans in front of the TV quickly get into the state.
After passing the ball to Yilmaz, Brut turned around and rushed towards the Gunners' half, and then Yilmaz gave the ball to the oncoming Galata midfielder Kurutus.
"In this game, the home team Galatasaray played a 4231 formation. Except for a striker Brut, they arranged 23 positions in the midfield, with the left forward Yilmaz, the right forward Altentop, and the midfielder Kurutus."
At the beginning of the game, they quickly introduced the starting lineup of the home team. The Galata team, which was in a formation similar to 4231 like 451, did not start to attack at the beginning, so Liu Jianhong was given plenty of time.
"In the two defensive midfielders, Sneijder and Inan partnered as a double defensive midfielder. As the team's new aid, Sneijder has now completely become the core of the midfield that Galata relies on most."
When Liu Jianhong was talking about Sneijder, the midfielder got the ball. Under the protection of Yinan, he was not surrounded by the Gunners when he got the ball. He just swept the ball and then quickly passed it out.
The ball flew in the air and crossed the midfield line as if it had eyes and found Galata's left midfielder Yilmaz. As the player moved forward, the home team's first attack was officially launched.
Liu Jianhong didn't care about continuing to introduce the players' starters and quickly shifted the focus of the commentary to Galata.
"Yilmaz dribbled the ball forward quickly, and Sneijder's pass was so precise that it helped the team directly pass the Gunners' midfield defense line, and the full-back directly met the opponent's full-back."
The encounter between Yilmaz and Alves did not hit the earth as sparks hit the earth as people thought. The voices of Galata fans changed after their full-back suddenly turned to the right and directly poked the ball out.
"Suddenly a stab pass, this pass is too unconventional, it is really difficult for his teammates~, Brutt! He ran to the position, he ran to the position, grabbed the ball again in front of Vermaelen, and the whole person wanted to enter the penalty area!"
"Oh!"
Everything happened too suddenly. Vermaelen chose to get stuck directly in front of Brut when he lost the trace of the football and was about to lose the trace of the opponent's striker.
The two collided directly on the left side of the top of the arc in the penalty area and fell to the ground together.
"Shh!"
"The referee blew his whistle, and he directly showed Vermaelen a yellow card, obviously believing that he maliciously blocked the offensive player from fouling. Galata's attack was too sudden, which can be regarded as a cautious tactical foul."
Liu Jianhong and the nervous Gunners breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. The game started less than 5 minutes ago. Once the opponent really gets into the penalty area and scores, the game will be difficult for the Gunners.
The Champions League knockout round is not a league game, and the difference of one goal is likely to come back next year.
The boos of the Galata fans were loud, but there was no conflict between the players of the two sides.
Supporting each other to stand up with Brutt, Vermaelen watched helplessly as the opposing player began to prepare for a free kick. This distance is actually a threat to attack the goal, but there is only so much he can do.
Chapter 2 here!Thank you for your great support!In the last few days, at the end of the quarter, I worked overtime to doubt my life, and my spirit was extremely sluggish when I wrote the manuscript. Please forgive me...
(End of this chapter)
