Chapter 276: It's Your Turn
When he walked back to the locker room, Quaresma's hair was once again ravaged by his teammates, and it was clear that his teammates admired Quaresma's ability to come up with foul tactics to counterbalance Real Madrid.
Although his hair is getting thinner, Quaresma is still happy, which shows that everyone recognizes him.
"Ricardo, if you want to be a coach after retirement, you will definitely be a good manager!"
As soon as he entered the dressing room, Wenger joked with Quaresma with a smile on his face.
Quaresma smiled coyly and didn't speak, he was still very self-aware of this, at least for now, his tactical literacy was far from enough.
Maybe in the future, but what will happen in the future, who knows!
"The second half is going to speed up, Real Madrid will inevitably have physical problems, as long as they can survive 15 minutes, this game will be no suspense!"
There is no need for too many on-the-spot adjustments, although the first half of the game was a little off track, but now it has gradually returned to everyone's expectations, how long Real Madrid can hold on, I'm afraid everyone already knows in their hearts.
Sure enough, at the beginning of the second half, Real Madrid only held on for five minutes, and began to gradually show fatigue, and even without Arsenal taking foul tactics, Real Madrid's attack was out of rhythm on its own, and the frequency of several superstars could not keep up with the young players, and the attack was completely fragmented, and the threat plummeted.
Seeing this situation, Quaresma couldn't help but look at Guti, although Guti was in good physical condition, but in the environment of Real Madrid, he had no way to turn the tide.
Quaresma still wants to score!
Do you want to steal chickens?
After thinking about it, he hesitated, and shook his head again, Quaresma didn't dare to bet!
If you grab it, it's okay, if you don't grab it, you will eat a yellow card again, and two yellows will turn into one red, then Arsenal's good situation may be buried by your own willfulness.
Forget it, wait a little longer, it is estimated that when Real Madrid can't attack, Arsenal's counterattack should come, and then it's time to play.
Quaresma was like a predatory crocodile, lurking there very patiently, but he didn't know that under the water, he had already opened his mouth.
Finally, Real Madrid was about to collapse, and the attack could not be played at all, and in a blink of an eye, it was pressed back by Arsenal.
Quaresma couldn't help but laugh, and now, it was his turn to wield.
Although this moment is a bit of a long wait, the delicacy is often eaten at the last moment, and the moment the food explodes in his mouth, he knows that all the wait is worth it.
Xiaofa passed the ball to Quaresma's feet, but at the moment Quaresma was not on the wing, but in the middle.
Guti had been eyeing Guti before, and now, it was Guti's turn to defend Quaresma.
Throughout the first half, Guti was furious by Quaresma, eager to shovel Quaresma off the field, his nickname is the Golden Wolf, the origin of the nickname is more due to his blonde hair, but there is also a lot of wolf in his style, which cannot be ignored.
Seeing Quaresma take the ball, Guti couldn't help but laugh in his heart.
The chance for revenge has finally arrived!
Although Quaresma's frequent fouls on him in the first half did not hurt maliciously, at this time, Guti had no reason to speak of, and he went to Quaresma with a flying tackle, and there was a great posture that directly reimbursed Quaresma's season.
I see if you can hide!
What you did to me in the first half, now, I'll give it all back to you!
However, Guti may have forgotten one thing, in terms of defensive ability, Quaresma was thrown away by him on eight major roads, but in terms of ability to get rid of it, the truth is just the opposite, Quaresma threw him more than eight major roads.
Guti fouled a long time ago, Quaresma gently poked the ball forward, and then the whole person jumped up, dodged Guti's shovel, and after landing, a stride, the ball returned to his control, a stump, and he had already ridden away.
Guti lay on the ground, his eyes lost as he looked at Quaresma's distant back, and his heart was helpless for a while.
Why can't I even get a foul?
Of course, fouls can definitely be done, but Quaresma has already taken precautions just now, he knows that whoever is fouled by himself for half a game, when there is a counterattack, he will never be soft, he has foreseen that Guti will definitely come to engage in himself, targeted prevention, how can Guti easily touch himself!
At the half of Real Madrid, Quaresma took the ball to kill, and the starting Henry and Van Persie had already started to run very tacitly, attracting Real Madrid's defense, as if forming a 3-on-3 situation.
Counterattacking is good, it can resolve the opponent's defense line to the greatest extent, and the offensive space is unlimited, which is much easier than breaking through the dense defense of the positional battle.
Woodgate was taken away by Thierry Henry, Ramos was taken away by Robin van Persie, and Real Madrid did not dare to let Arsenal's two strikers go, so only Siciño pounced on Quaresma.
However, it was destined that Sicinho was just a moth to the fire, in addition to letting his wings be missing, but he couldn't stop Quaresma at all, and a very confusing smash made Sicinho receive a box lunch.
Sicinho has fulfilled his mission, and he is destined to become the backdrop for Quaresma.
After breaking through Sicinho, Quaresma was very close to the penalty area, and at this time, Ramos had to throw off Van Persie and make up for it.
Van Persie smiled and raised his hand to ask for the ball, he had already leaked out, as long as Quaresma's pass was in place, even if he no longer had confidence in his goalscorer, he believed that he would be able to break the deadlock.
However, Van Persie didn't know that Quaresma didn't plan to pass it to him at all, on the one hand, Quaresma didn't trust Van Persie's goalscorer very much, and the Dutch scorer didn't know how many times he wasted his wonderful passes, and he didn't plan to do it himself at all, because he had great confidence in himself.
Of course, now that Van Persie is vacant, Quaresma must take advantage of his surplus value and pretend to reach out to pass the ball to Van Persie when Ramos is about to push in front of him, and the realistic feint makes Ramos fall back to Van Persie.
But in the next moment, Quaresma did not pass the ball, but continued to dribble the ball forward after a false shot, and went directly into the Real Madrid penalty area.
Ramos's face was blue, and he was embarrassed by Quaresma's feints, as if Quaresma was holding a magic wand and directly controlling himself with magic, which was a bit embarrassing.
But Quaresma didn't care what Ramos thought, he couldn't break his arm anyway, and Casillas was the target he had to deal with.