Chapter 174: Addicted to Drugs?
The goal made Quaresma excited, it has nothing to do with how exciting, he only cares about the result!
Ljungberg rushed all the way to the bottom of the stands with his arms around him, and once again interacted with the Arsenal fans in the stands to celebrate the goal, and he loved to watch the excitement of the fans.
However, Quaresma has been pondering lately whether he should also prepare an iconic celebration, perhaps not every goal, but the key goal on key occasions must be matched with the iconic celebration.
Klose's somersault, Ronaldo's domineering appearance, Barty's machine gun strafing......
Which one is not a classic picture of football!
You really should have a strong personality celebration to show off your superstar temperament.
Well, since you don't have a good idea for the time being, let's take our time, and one day Quaresma's domineering or distinctive celebrations will bloom on the pitch.
After the celebration, Quaresma was still waving his hands to the stands, attracting waves of cheers, so that those teammates who had already walked to the field couldn't help but sigh - there are so many circuses in Quaresma!
Either way, his goal gave Arsenal the lead, and the corkscrew lived up to its name.
Only the opponent is not so happy, especially Valente, if the game is really lost, and it is because Quaresma lost, then he must find a few to vent his frustration after the game.
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When the game resumed, Everton, who had conceded a goal, had to press hard, and now they have only conceded one goal, the situation is not too bad, and if they can equalise as soon as possible, there is still hope of upsetting Arsenal away.
Arsenal immediately avoided the attack, there is no need to fight the angry Everton, strategy is sometimes more important than blood.
Everton's offensive is indeed vigorous, and if it weren't for Arsenal's decisive retreat, I am afraid that they would have equalized.
In the 29th minute of the first half, Cahill suddenly bombarded the goal from a distance of about 10 yards outside the penalty area after passing the small law in the middle of the field, and the shot was very sudden, and Lehmann did not even have a chance to hold the ball, so he could only punch the ball out and almost caused a goal.
Two minutes later, Everton made a comeback, Osman also came with a long-range shot, the ball was blocked by Lehmann, but this time Everton strengthened the scramble for the second landing point, in the face of Lehmann's saved ball, Ferguson had even picked up his legs, and was about to shoot from close range, or Kolo Toure moved faster at his feet and hurriedly shoveled the ball out.
Ferguson fell to the ground, the Everton players surrounded the referee to take the penalty, and the Arsenal players were naturally not to be outdone, constantly defending and helping the referee clear the ball.
In the end, the referee did not award a penalty, and even though the Everton players protested, they could not get the referee to change his mind.
In fact, Quaresma was really anxious just now, if the referee really awarded a penalty, Arsenal could only endure it, even if there was controversy after the game, it would be useless.
The game finally restarted, and Everton's energy seemed to be unloaded because of the penalty miss, and the game was weak, and after a while, the field returned to the stalemate it was at the beginning.
At half-time, the score remained unchanged and Arsenal led Everton 1-0.
When he walked off the field, Quaresma approached Valente with a wicked smile, and he liked to see others angry but helpless.
Valente really wanted to clean up Quaresma, this thing didn't talk about team-mate affection at all, and he made such a mess of himself, if he didn't find me a few young women to coax me, I would not forgive him.
However, at the beginning of the second half, Quaresma didn't expect that Valente actually broke out, broke through continuously on the left side, ate Arsenal's starting right-back Lauren, and then crossed to the middle, assisting Cahill to break through Arsenal's goal, and slammed a horse.
Did this thing take drugs during the intermission?
So fierce?
Well, it can only be said that Porto is fierce, just like himself......
The score was equalized, Wenger on the sidelines was the most anxious, they didn't want to lose a win so much at home, so Wenger couldn't sit still and kept standing on the sidelines directing the game.
"Ricardo, run to the ribs!"
"Lauren, pass to the left!"
"Passing the ball a little faster!"
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Arsenal did increase the tempo of the attack, the passing speed was much faster, and they didn't want the win to slip away.
Quaresma was entangled again, and Carsley's defense was the same as his head, slippery, and no matter how Quaresma ran, he was inseparable from Quaresma, stronger than the relationship between husband and wife.
The most important thing is that Valente is still gloating on the side, making Quaresma eager to fight him on the side.
As the opponent's defense became more tenacious, Arsenal's attack became bigger and more impatient, and as time passed, it was difficult for the players to control their emotions.
In the 75th minute of the second half, Quaresma got a good chance, although he didn't control his muscles when he stopped the ball, he was a little big, but he hit a crooked shot and flashed Osman's sudden rush, which made Osman also stunned.
However, after Quaresma finished turning, he immediately changed his center of gravity from side to side, trying to mobilize Quaresma's center of gravity, although Carsley did not change to the change, but his body center of gravity was lowered and lowered, so that he could finally keep up with Quaresma's speed.
But what he never expected was that Quaresma seemed to deliberately lure him to lower his center of gravity, and then suddenly poked the ball between his legs, Carsley was startled and hurriedly closed his legs, but still let the ball slip through.
What made him even more devastating was that it was because of the movement of his legs together that he could not keep up with Quaresma, who flashed past the right side of his body and was not stopped at all.
By the time Carsley turned around and tried to reach out and hold Quaresma, Quaresma had already jumped far away, more than two paces away from him.
The fans in the stands were excited again, and Quaresma once again used his excellent skills to create a threat, especially this time, he actually played Carsley in the crotch, such a vaudeville pass really made the fans orgasm.
However, just as he wanted to continue to rush forward, he stabbed a man and destroyed the ball in front of Quaresma with a textbook tackle, so that Quaresma didn't have time to protect it.
Valente!
At the critical moment, the madness has made a meritorious service!
The ball was eventually cleared and Valente walked over and smiled and extended his hand to Quaresma on the ground.
"Well, my defense isn't bad!" Valente laughed so maliciously.
"Don't be shittered, you don't believe I'm going to shake you out of the next time?" Quaresma replied angrily, they were extremely familiar with each other, and they were also taboo when they talked about the day.
Valente laughed, anyway, this is your Highbury Stadium, even if it gets shaken out of the, you will clean it up, I don't mind at all! ”
"Get out!"
Quaresma couldn't help but give Valente a middle finger.
It's a good thing the referee didn't see it, otherwise the referee would have to send him off if Quaresma explained that he had a good relationship with Valente.