Chapter 883 Fortune and Misfortune
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San Bi Xiao Dao Li
Chapter 883 Fortune and Misfortune
What Liu Jianhong sighed was that this excellent shot was extremely saved by the goalkeeper, but soon, his sigh became another meaning.
"Oh~, Stojkovic collapsed on the ground, he seems to have a problem."
On the pitch, when Stojkovic, who was lying down in front of the goal with his face covered, stopped moving, the surrounding players rushed up immediately.
Afterwards, under the signal of the poor goalkeeper who squinted and his entire bridge of nose was somewhat deformed, the players on the field and the referee immediately signaled the team doctor to enter the field as soon as possible.
As the source of this shot, Liu Feng was quite surprised that his shot had such a serious consequence, and he rushed to the scene as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, the players of the guerrilla team obviously did not welcome him. After the fiery Petrovic pushed him hard, the players of the two teams who were concerned about the goalkeeper's injury at the last moment instantly confronted each other.
"Shh!!!"
Fortunately, the referee of this game was quite decisive, and immediately blew the whistle in his mouth to signal the players of the two teams to back off.
"Feng, are you okay?"
Walcott immediately came to Liu Feng's side and began to inquire with concern. After Liu Feng nodded to indicate that he was fine, he stopped staring at Petrovic with fierce eyes.
"It can't be done, a replacement is needed."
Just when the two teams looked at Stojkovic in silence, the team doctor directly announced the result: "The bridge of the nose should be broken, and you need to go to the hospital to reset it."
"..."
The players of the two teams did not expect such an injury, but considering the terrifying speed of Liu Feng's shot just now, and the unlucky way of saving the goalkeeper, it seems reasonable.
For a moment, Liu Feng felt that the eyes of the guerrillas were not looking well. Besides the slow anger, there seemed to be a little fear in the eyes staring at him?
"Stojkovic can't continue to fight. The stretcher has already entered the field. It seems that the goalkeeper is seriously injured. It is now No. 403 minutes of the game, and the guerrillas have to make a passive substitution."
There are many examples of goalkeepers saving injuries, so Liu Jianhong did not comment too much on this accident. He quickly changed the subject and looked at the second goalkeeper standing on the sidelines of the guerrillas.
"Radishaili came off the bench and he is the team's second goalkeeper in this game."
On the pitch, Radishah quickly stood in front of the team's goal after his debut. Unlike Liu Jianhong, who avoided talking about it, the home fans and players at the scene all cast angry glances at the Arsenal team.
"Shh~~~shh~~~~"
A series of boos rushed to his face. Although the momentum was not that overwhelming, it was quite ear-piercing.
"this is not your fault."
At the midfield position, the captain of the team, Xiaofa, walked gently to Liu Feng who had been silent all this time. He patted Liu Feng on the shoulder: "I know you didn't do it on purpose, everyone knows it very well."
"Ah."
Shaking his head, watching the painful Stojkovic being pushed out of the court, Liu Feng felt a little guilty in his heart, but it didn't mean that he would have to immerse himself in the next game.
There are too many accidents on the football field, such accidents can only be regarded as minor accidents, and the next game will still be played.
As the referee signaled the game to continue, based on humanitarian thinking, since the ball was kicked out of the sideline by a guerrilla player, Arsenal, who had won the sideline ball, vigorously threw the ball back to the guerrilla defender.
Subsequently, the home team began to take the offensive again.
Since there was not much time left in the first half, there were no exciting scenes in these few minutes, and the whistle for the end of halftime was blown by the referee soon.
"Okay, the first half of the game is over for the time being. The two teams will fight again after a break. With A Feng's goal in the first half, Arsenal temporarily leads by one goal. Let us look forward to the second half of the game."
During the short half-time break, in the team's locker room, Wenger was basically satisfied with the team's performance in the first half, so he didn't make too many adjustments.
"In the second half, I ask you to continue to use your speed advantage to attack the opponent's defense and try to shoot more."
For the coach, the fact that the opponent's main goalkeeper is injured and off the field obviously means that there are more opportunities to score goals. Such a situation does not require the players to hit the goal more, so what are you waiting for?
"Understand the coach!"
"Very good. The pass of the ball in the midfield was good in the first half. In the second half, you can speed up faster and don't give your opponent a chance to breathe."
"learn!"
"Well, well, you can rest now."
Wenger simply raised two requirements for the midfielders, and Wenger didn't say anything more. As for the responsibilities of the defender, it doesn't need to be said by him, the team members also know what to do.
"Bang Bang Bang!"
As the locker room fell into silence, time passed much faster. When the players' state and physical strength recovered a little, the knock on the door sounded again.
Captain Cesc Fabregas once again walked out of the locker room first, followed by other players.
Without a lot of things that need to be done before the start of the first half, the time for the players to stand up is significantly shorter this time. When the two teams exchange halftime and face each other, only the fans in the stands are left in the air.
"Shh!!!"
"The game started again. Afeng took the ball. In the second half, the Gunners took control of the kick-off. Xiaofa took the ball and gave it to Wilshere to the left. The small threat moved forward quickly. This is a midfielder with a strong desire to attack!"
Liu Jianhong's voice became high with the start of the game. The accident in the first half has become a thing of the past. Now, people's attention has returned to the court.
But this time, the anticipating fans did not wait too long, and the game soon became exciting.
Minutes into the game, the guerrillas, who were gnashing their teeth and pressing wildly, still did not break the ball under the feet of the Gunners. Wenger's three-person team played extremely fast, and under the interspersed pass with the frontcourt teammates, they did not give the opponent a chance at all.
In addition, Arsenal's offensive formation has also advanced to the midfield of the guerrillas. Although there is nothing to say about their positive attitude, the gunners who have stabilized and are in excellent condition are obviously not something they can provoke.
"Continuing to control the ball, Wilshere chose to split the ball in the face of Moreira's pressing. The ball came to Xiaofa's feet and broke through! Fried meatballs!"
A simple and light croquette, the midfielder who came out of La Masia seems to have a natural preference for this action.
When Xiaofa brushed past Petrovic, who was pressing himself, and went straight into the hinterland of the guerrillas' final midfield, countless good opportunities to pass the ball appeared in his eyes.
Chapter 1 here!Thank you for your great support!
(End of this chapter)
What Liu Jianhong sighed was that this excellent shot was extremely saved by the goalkeeper, but soon, his sigh became another meaning.
"Oh~, Stojkovic collapsed on the ground, he seems to have a problem."
On the pitch, when Stojkovic, who was lying down in front of the goal with his face covered, stopped moving, the surrounding players rushed up immediately.
Afterwards, under the signal of the poor goalkeeper who squinted and his entire bridge of nose was somewhat deformed, the players on the field and the referee immediately signaled the team doctor to enter the field as soon as possible.
As the source of this shot, Liu Feng was quite surprised that his shot had such a serious consequence, and he rushed to the scene as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, the players of the guerrilla team obviously did not welcome him. After the fiery Petrovic pushed him hard, the players of the two teams who were concerned about the goalkeeper's injury at the last moment instantly confronted each other.
"Shh!!!"
Fortunately, the referee of this game was quite decisive, and immediately blew the whistle in his mouth to signal the players of the two teams to back off.
"Feng, are you okay?"
Walcott immediately came to Liu Feng's side and began to inquire with concern. After Liu Feng nodded to indicate that he was fine, he stopped staring at Petrovic with fierce eyes.
"It can't be done, a replacement is needed."
Just when the two teams looked at Stojkovic in silence, the team doctor directly announced the result: "The bridge of the nose should be broken, and you need to go to the hospital to reset it."
"..."
The players of the two teams did not expect such an injury, but considering the terrifying speed of Liu Feng's shot just now, and the unlucky way of saving the goalkeeper, it seems reasonable.
For a moment, Liu Feng felt that the eyes of the guerrillas were not looking well. Besides the slow anger, there seemed to be a little fear in the eyes staring at him?
"Stojkovic can't continue to fight. The stretcher has already entered the field. It seems that the goalkeeper is seriously injured. It is now No. 403 minutes of the game, and the guerrillas have to make a passive substitution."
There are many examples of goalkeepers saving injuries, so Liu Jianhong did not comment too much on this accident. He quickly changed the subject and looked at the second goalkeeper standing on the sidelines of the guerrillas.
"Radishaili came off the bench and he is the team's second goalkeeper in this game."
On the pitch, Radishah quickly stood in front of the team's goal after his debut. Unlike Liu Jianhong, who avoided talking about it, the home fans and players at the scene all cast angry glances at the Arsenal team.
"Shh~~~shh~~~~"
A series of boos rushed to his face. Although the momentum was not that overwhelming, it was quite ear-piercing.
"this is not your fault."
At the midfield position, the captain of the team, Xiaofa, walked gently to Liu Feng who had been silent all this time. He patted Liu Feng on the shoulder: "I know you didn't do it on purpose, everyone knows it very well."
"Ah."
Shaking his head, watching the painful Stojkovic being pushed out of the court, Liu Feng felt a little guilty in his heart, but it didn't mean that he would have to immerse himself in the next game.
There are too many accidents on the football field, such accidents can only be regarded as minor accidents, and the next game will still be played.
As the referee signaled the game to continue, based on humanitarian thinking, since the ball was kicked out of the sideline by a guerrilla player, Arsenal, who had won the sideline ball, vigorously threw the ball back to the guerrilla defender.
Subsequently, the home team began to take the offensive again.
Since there was not much time left in the first half, there were no exciting scenes in these few minutes, and the whistle for the end of halftime was blown by the referee soon.
"Okay, the first half of the game is over for the time being. The two teams will fight again after a break. With A Feng's goal in the first half, Arsenal temporarily leads by one goal. Let us look forward to the second half of the game."
During the short half-time break, in the team's locker room, Wenger was basically satisfied with the team's performance in the first half, so he didn't make too many adjustments.
"In the second half, I ask you to continue to use your speed advantage to attack the opponent's defense and try to shoot more."
For the coach, the fact that the opponent's main goalkeeper is injured and off the field obviously means that there are more opportunities to score goals. Such a situation does not require the players to hit the goal more, so what are you waiting for?
"Understand the coach!"
"Very good. The pass of the ball in the midfield was good in the first half. In the second half, you can speed up faster and don't give your opponent a chance to breathe."
"learn!"
"Well, well, you can rest now."
Wenger simply raised two requirements for the midfielders, and Wenger didn't say anything more. As for the responsibilities of the defender, it doesn't need to be said by him, the team members also know what to do.
"Bang Bang Bang!"
As the locker room fell into silence, time passed much faster. When the players' state and physical strength recovered a little, the knock on the door sounded again.
Captain Cesc Fabregas once again walked out of the locker room first, followed by other players.
Without a lot of things that need to be done before the start of the first half, the time for the players to stand up is significantly shorter this time. When the two teams exchange halftime and face each other, only the fans in the stands are left in the air.
"Shh!!!"
"The game started again. Afeng took the ball. In the second half, the Gunners took control of the kick-off. Xiaofa took the ball and gave it to Wilshere to the left. The small threat moved forward quickly. This is a midfielder with a strong desire to attack!"
Liu Jianhong's voice became high with the start of the game. The accident in the first half has become a thing of the past. Now, people's attention has returned to the court.
But this time, the anticipating fans did not wait too long, and the game soon became exciting.
Minutes into the game, the guerrillas, who were gnashing their teeth and pressing wildly, still did not break the ball under the feet of the Gunners. Wenger's three-person team played extremely fast, and under the interspersed pass with the frontcourt teammates, they did not give the opponent a chance at all.
In addition, Arsenal's offensive formation has also advanced to the midfield of the guerrillas. Although there is nothing to say about their positive attitude, the gunners who have stabilized and are in excellent condition are obviously not something they can provoke.
"Continuing to control the ball, Wilshere chose to split the ball in the face of Moreira's pressing. The ball came to Xiaofa's feet and broke through! Fried meatballs!"
A simple and light croquette, the midfielder who came out of La Masia seems to have a natural preference for this action.
When Xiaofa brushed past Petrovic, who was pressing himself, and went straight into the hinterland of the guerrillas' final midfield, countless good opportunities to pass the ball appeared in his eyes.
Chapter 1 here!Thank you for your great support!
(End of this chapter)
