Chapter 270: Cat and Mouse Game (Medium)
Srna was quick enough to get back into place, and Cazorla was very clever enough not to opt for a blind cross, leaning 45° to get the ball back on.
He won at most one throw-in in that position, but throw-ins are the most useless thing in football, and Cazorla has always felt that way. The ball struck back into midfield and Ramsey turned and struck it back at Monreal's feet in defence. The attack receded like a tidal wave.
Compare a football field to a flat table, all players are marbles on the table, where the ball goes, the table will tilt to which side, so the marbles will naturally tilt in that direction, this is the truest portrayal of the football field, the players run to meet their teammates, and the opponent also moves in that direction, either to chase the opposing player, or to grab the ball, and even sometimes the goalkeeper will move in that direction.
Cazorla, who ran back to his own half, looked up and saw the players frolicking like a school of fish swimming.
He pointed to himself and then to Walcoat to signal the two to change positions, Cazorla knows his teammates quite well, Walcott's little tiger, Wenger's favorite general, it is said that the speed of 100 meters can reach less than 11 seconds, this result ranks in the top three in the Premier League There is no problem, after all, the world record of Jamaican flyer Usain Bolt is only 9.58 seconds. But he was also talking about the bottom line of a cross over the pass, and the opponent's big-mouthed defender heard that he also gave the little tiger such ugly nicknames as "Tiger Straight Line", "Tiger Stop Ball", and "Tiger Plane".
The two passed by, Cazorla pointed to his right foot with an imperceptible motion, and Volko nodded in response.
As soon as the change of position was over, N'Golo Kante of Portsmouth quickly bullied him, and his swarthy body made him uncomfortable. Why was he on the wing just now? Isn't it just that this monster is running around? Alas! He couldn't help but sigh, Pompey deserved to rise with this engine.
On the other hand, his midfield partner, Wales Gerrard Ramsey, Grim Reaper, Team Grass, Super Beast Waist, Town Team National Treasure, Arsene Wenger's godson, is known as the hottest talent in European football in the 21st century, with a talent higher than Messi and Ronaldo, but it is actually too far away from passing the ball back like Gerrard. And he also has the god skill of eye defense, and he has practiced the fire pit ball with one hand.
Why isn't he my teammate?
Feeling the threat at the back, Cazorla did not dare to let the ball stay at his feet for long, and the team's vice-captain Mikel Arteta was squeezed from midfield to the left, and Arsenal's attacking focus was all on this end, everyone thought so.
The pace of his feet accelerated, he stopped the ball, pulled the ball, and threw it, this set of movements was smooth and smooth, and the knees and muscles were almost knotted in an instant, and Cazorla finally earned himself a valuable space under intensive pressure. Without hesitation, turn around, play the ball, and the ball flew in the exact opposite direction, on the right side of the court.
Walcott, who was plugged in at high speed, used his right leg to fly the ball nearly two meters, and from the start to the explosion, Cazorla's ball provided his teammates with space to play to their strengths and avoid weaknesses, which is another concept under Wenger's management.
"Little Tiger, pretty!" The Arsenal fans in the stands let out a scream of excitement as he almost took a step past the slow Mendy and stomped the culprit who was laughing at him on the soles of his feet because of the early start.
The rest is simple.
It was almost the same as before, but the cross was Walcott.
When a defensive coach coaches a defender, he always tells them that there are two things to focus on, the player who comes up to receive and the ball.
When a cross is about to happen, people always have their eyes on the ball and will unconsciously move in that direction, the striker and the defender will go towards the ball, and the matter is simple, the defender only needs to run with the striker, so that the player can keep an eye on the ball and the attacker at the same time.
But it is clear that Cazorla, who is back in the middle, is often a problem for defenders.
Let's take a look at the situation at the moment, where Walcott is pressed to the left near the corner flag area, level with the line at the top of the arc, and no one is marking. Mendy, who had been thrown off a big step away, was chasing back, and Freer pressed down the wing in hopes of making up for it in time. The position at the top of the arc of the penalty area is a mess, Rudiger has Cazorla next to him, Olivier Giroud next to Margery, and the position of the others is not very important, and Portsmouth has a lot of people but the position is not good, and there are many ingredients of soy sauce. The scene became clear at once, 3 to 4 in the front, and if Doory is discharged, 3 to 3 is an excellent timing for Arsenal.
All eyes were on Walcott's feet, both in footsteps and in sight.
The unnoticed Cazorla made a fishhook-shaped run away from Rudiger and around Marger towards the ball.
He was like a fish swimming against the current, the flood slanted down, but he still tried to cross the dragon gate.
Unfortunately, the fish accidentally disturbed the young cat, and Margery's afterglow swept over Cazorla, who couldn't help but pay no attention to the back post, and if the ball was passed it would be almost effortless. When Margery was ready to follow, he suddenly found that the problem at the back point was only one of them, and the more serious Cazorla's movement made him face a more difficult problem, if he turned to chase it, he would not be able to see the landing point of the ball, if he looked at the ball, he would not be able to see Cazorla!
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"This run is worth 30 million euros!" Arsene Wenger was clearly full of praise for his protégé, with Santiago in complete control of the pace from the start, Portsmouth's Kevin De Bruyne looking like a little brother, and N'Golo Kante, while consistent as always, was more of a disruptive. The professor silently watched the game develop, and the first thing the defenders should do in the face of such an embarrassing situation is to ignore the ball and keep an eye on the good guys, which is the first priority. But it's a pity that there are only a handful of defenders who can have such an awareness in his more than ten years of Premier League career, and most people will not remember the coach's teachings and concentrate on watching people rather than watching the ball, after all, what people are best at is to go with the flow, and when everyone is staring at the ball no matter what, they will not look for the attacker behind them.
This kind of defense is easy to say, but it is almost terrible to implement in daily training, not only Arsenal, but most players in the Premier League and even all of Europe do not have such talent, they are too easily attracted by the ball, so that Wenger is particularly difficult to convince players to change their position, after all, running away from the direction of the ball is a violation of physical instinct for normal people.
On the pitch, Walcott got his foot up and crossed, his foot was hard, and instead of flying near the penalty spot as he expected, the ball flew to the back post on the other side, and Cazorla seemed to have expected this moment, he stood there quietly like a ghost. Arsene Wenger smiled, as if he had foreseen the goal, the moment!
The scene he was expecting did not happen.
Cazorla didn't finish his shot, and in front of him stood Margery, his face grim like a statue, and the ball flew over the back of his head like a shooting star. He really didn't go to the game, and not only that, Margery calmly and calmly instructed his team-mate to fill his position and then he went to make up for Cazorla, and the 3-on-3 had to be reversed in the half-second period.
Wenger on the sidelines could see it clearly, he almost subconsciously took two steps forward, and almost the next second the desire and jealousy almost burned his whole body! Good players! Attaboy!
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"Good kick!" Cazorla remained calm, acknowledging his opponent's brilliant performance, and in the first 30 minutes he knew that Portsmouth's defenders were not easy to deal with, so he .........
So, San Diego. Cazorla descended like a god and lifted the ball into the sky...............
Picking up the ball when he's in trouble is another part of his philosophy.