Chapter 44: The first goal of the Premier League
Coach's seat orientation.
Boas crouched on the touchline with a smile on his lips, he was extremely pleased with his team's performance.
Now that Tottenham are in form, Villas-Boas's tactical set-up has limited Ozil while giving Yile a huge amount of support.
Yile played comfortably, and the whole team was revitalized.
Looking at the field, Tottenham's attack was like a raging tide, hitting Arsenal's backline over and over again.
Listening to the urgent roar of the Arsenal players and looking at their anxious expressions, Boas laughed out loud for no reason.
He quietly turned his head to see that the man called 'Professor' was still sitting on a chair with the old god there, looking calm.
Boas couldn't help but sneer: Pretending!
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'Mesut Ozil, we played too passively.
Captain Mikel Arteta found his midfielder and wiped the sweat from his cheeks, his face full of exhaustion.
It was a hard-working game for Arsenal, with only 20 minutes to play, but they sweated surprisingly hard and were physically exhausted quickly.
In the face of Tottenham's attacking wave, Arsenal were completely unable to organize effective defence and counter-attacks.
Mesut Ozil was depressed and he was studied so well that it was uncomfortable for him to hold the ball.
Many people have said that he is not suitable for the Premier League, his body cannot withstand the violent impact, but he still came here without hesitation.
He thought he could change the perception of the outside world, but the reality is really sad that he has been studied thoroughly by the Premier League teams.
Shit!
Ozil scolded secretly, and then said solemnly: "Captain, next time I will organize an attack." ”
Arteta nodded and said, "I hope you can do what you say." ”
Tottenham's next wave of attack is coming, with Arsenal starting to shrink their defence, and this time unlike their previous defence, they are starting to focus on Tottenham's firepower.
Sun Xingmin, Harry. Kane, Dele. Ali, the three strongest breakthrough points are limited.
Yi Le held the ball and watched the situation on the field change, and couldn't help frowning secretly.
In previous games, other teams would take the initiative to limit Yile's starting point, but Arsenal did the opposite and directly cut off the breakthrough point, which made Yile unable to find a suitable passing target.
Or I'm too weak.
Yi Le was a little frustrated, if he was more comprehensive, if he had the ability to shoot, Tottenham would be more perfect, they could not be targeted by any tactics!
Yile passes the ball to Eric. Dell.
Right here in Eric. As Dier observed the form on the pitch, the Arsenal players around him quietly approached.
In the next moment, including Mesut Ozil, Arteta, and Volker, they attacked Erick. Dale surrounded him and then cut off the ball.
The break interrupted Tottenham's attacking rhythm.
To paraphrase the Arsenal commentator at the scene: "Thankfully, we finally broke the ball. ”
Mesut Ozil took the ball and he was delighted and wanted to play a good counter-attack.
The brown pupils in his sunken eye sockets were used to look at Tottenham's defensive net, but the glance stunned him.
I saw that the Tottenham midfielder, who was still rampage in front of their big penalty area, quickly returned to help, and now appeared in Tottenham's half, and organized an effective defensive belt.
How did they go so fast?
Ozil was stunned.
Tottenham's midfielders are known for their speed!
Their maneuver is second to none in the Premier League and Europe.
Five fast midfielders come and go like the wind, can advance and retreat, which is also a headache for major teams.
And under the tutelage of Villas-Boas, the entire Tottenham team is disciplined, and at the moment of conceding the goal, the thought in their heads is not chagrin, but... Defend!
Villas-Boas stood on the touchline as he watched as Tottenham's five midfielders whizzed past him and quickly assembled the net.
This is a relief to him!
This is the Tottenham midfielder he has trained, a very mobile passing and possession lineup!
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'Hahahaha, Mesut Ozil was confused, he wanted to play counter-attacking but our midfield was too fast, and in the blink of an eye it was back in our half to lay the net and Tottenham didn't give Arsenal any chance. Lawrence laughed and commented.
Tottenham fans were also delighted.
They were simply too fast in the midfield.
Come and go like the wind!
When attacking, they are mad dogs, and when they defend, they set up a defensive fortress in the midfield of Tottenham.
It's a perfect midfield line-up!
Tottenham fans thought happily.
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Arsenal began to pass the football in frustration, but their passing process did not go smoothly as the Tottenham midfielder, seeing that there was no threat, once again bullied and launched a ferocious press.
Mesut Ozil held the ball and was held by Eric. Dale stumbled two steps again and fell to the ground.
The enraged German stood up and roared like a lion: "Bastard! What do you want! ”
Eric. Dale didn't care about the other party's provocation at all, and raised his hands in the air, indicating that he had not committed a foul.
The referee didn't mean to take out the cards, but just verbally warned Eric. Dier and then awarded a free-kick to Arsenal.
Mesut Ozil dejectedly took the free-kick and continued to transmit.
Yile runs in the midfield, his eyes always watching the passing process of the football, as well as the gaps around him.
Ozil's vision was also astonishing, unlike most people.
He is often able to make unexpected passes.
But most people are not comfortable with this kind of passing, but Yile is not in this category.
After all, the field of vision is also Yile's forte.
He looked at Eric. Dale rushed towards Ozil again, with Arteta right next to him to help.
Yile should have gone up to rein in Arteta, but instead of doing so, he ran towards the right.
In the centre circle, Mesut Ozil controlled the soccer ball and he was replaced by Eric. Dale arched backwards over and over again, which made the German's face ugly, but physically he really couldn't match the strong Eric . Dell confronts.
He took a look at his surroundings and Arteta had come to help.
But Mesut Ozil didn't want to pass the ball like that, after all, it was a conservative pass, and what Arsenal needed was attack!
Thinking of this, Mesut Ozil made a small arc with his right foot and passed towards the empty pitch on the right, where Arsenal's Volker was already running.
Mesut Ozil had a smug smile on his face, and despite the uncomfortable constraints he had, his passing path had never been seen.
But Ozil's smile lasted less than a second before he stiffened.
He watched as the ball was intercepted by a black-haired young man who suddenly came out.
Who is it?!
Ozil's eyes widened, and what he saw was the other party's back number, the big number 21.
It's that one again Chinese!!!!
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"Easy interception!! Oh no!! Our excellent midfielder, he can not only attack like a mad dog, he is also the pillar of Tottenham's defence! Lawrence laughed happily and praised: "He's Tottenham's baby!" ”
For this interception, Tottenham fans also cheered vigorously.
They sit in the North Stand and have a view of the big picture.
Many Tottenham fans saw that Yile had run to that place before Ozil passed the ball.
What does this mean?
He predicted the path of Ozil's pass!!
Oh, God!!
This guy is really a monster!!
Tottenham fans were thrilled.
On the other hand, Arsenal fans are cold.
Now they hate this Chinese so much.
After this guy held the ball, the entire Tottenham offensive wave was announced.
Tottenham's mad dog-like attacking rhythm before them was terrifying.
Just when everyone thought that Yi Le was going to chase after the Charger again, Yi Le's decision shocked them.
After Yi Le intercepted the ball, he didn't even lift his head, made a simple adjustment, and then passed the ball with a kick.
It's a standard straight through ball!
Like a long rainbow, it tore a hole between many Tottenham and Arsenal players and went straight to the big penalty area.
Tottenham's wild horse on the right is the point of landing for football.
"Nice through ball!! The choice of timing and angle of this through ball is too critical, Sun is chasing the ball, Tottenham's supercar on the right side is completely stimulated by Yi, Sun's speed is matched with Yi's through ball, this is simply perfect!! ”
"Can Son score another goal, can he end this derby ?!!"
Under the gaze of countless people, Son Heung-min was also extremely excited, he could feel his heart pounding, and he could hear the exclamations of the Arsenal fans around him, which made his blood gush.
He's already scored a goal and one more would have been perfect.
Sure enough, Yi is his perfect teammate, and such a midfielder is simply amazing!
Son Heung-min feels that he has transferred to Tottenham, and he met Yile here, which is the right choice in life!
Son Heung-min's pace was too happy for Arsenal's backline to contain at all.
Son Heung-min caught up with the ball, and he shot angrily at the ball.
"Sun, Shoot!!!!!"
"Whew!!" Lawrence wailed, hugged his head and said: "He is too interested in the angle, Arsenal's luck is too good, this ball hit the post and flew outside the penalty area." ”
Watching the ball hit the post and bounce off was a relief to the Arsenal players.
Sun Xingmin hugged his head in annoyance.
But not before the Arsenal players could relax.
They saw a black-haired youth rushing towards a football!!
Yi Le looked at the football in front of him, he gritted his teeth, raised his right leg, and couldn't stop shouting in his heart.
Be sure to hold it down!
Be sure to hold it down!!
Hold me down!!
Yi Le's right leg was like a whip on the ball that was still in the air, and the ball was turned into an oval shape by the huge force, and flew towards the goal with a hint of arc.
This kick is like a flying fairy out of the sky!
All the fans at the scene stood up in an instant.
Their eyes widened as they watched the trajectory of the ball.
Arsenal fans clasp their hands: Please, don't go in!!
Tottenham fans roared wildly: Goal! Give Lao Tzu a !!
In the next second, the entire North Stand was boiling!!
"World Waves!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ——”
Lawrence roared excitedly: "Yi's volley, this is undoubtedly a world wave!" ”
"This shot is so beautiful!"
Yi's goal extended the score for Tottenham again! One assist and one shot on goal, easy to dominate this north London derby!! ”
"He's our hero !!"
'Let's congratulate the 19-year-old midfielder on his first Premier League goal!!'
Yi Le stared blankly at the bouncing football in the goal, his heart was still pounding.
This goal, he really got it!
But he seemed to be favored by Lady Luck, and he successfully pressed the ball.
Yi Le just wanted to celebrate, but before he could put on his pose, he was knocked down by the rushing team members, like hungry tigers.
28 minutes of the first half, Tottenham 2:0 Arsenal!