In football, the beginning and end of the second half are always the most frequent time periods for goals. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 In general, during these time periods, it is the period when the players on the field are least attentive in a game due to various factors.

Or the state is too slow, or the tense nerves have reached the critical point of relaxation, or they are dragged down by the opponent's tired tactics, or they are paralyzed by their own self-righteous self-righteousness.... In short, for a variety of reasons, many teams aspiring to score goals are targeting these time periods.

Obviously, Arsenal in this game thought the same way.

They first grabbed the start and launched a fierce attack, although in the end it was used for Li Lei's excellent play and did not score, but it really put the whole Manchester United team under a lot of pressure.

Then, in the middle of the period, they opted for a break to recharge for the onslaught that would be launched in the final part of the first half.

During this time, they relied on their advantage in midfield to constantly fight with Manchester United, not allowing Manchester United to get too many attacking opportunities to endanger their own goal, but also did not take the initiative to attack, while recuperating, they also introduced Manchester United's formation outward, and prepared for the onslaught in the final stage of the first half.

Until now, with only the last 10 minutes left in the first half, he launched another onslaught, trying to take the lead and lay the best foundation for the strategy and tactical arrangement of the second half.

That's what Arsene Wenger did for Arsenal in the first half. This was expected by Ferguson around the 24th minute of the first half, when Arsenal temporarily pulled back. But he couldn't do anything about it, because it was a complete conspiracy.

United's loss of momentum in midfield is the most important basis for Arsene Wenger's tactical plan. However, with Manchester United's current midfield staffing, Ferguson is a clever woman who has no rice to cook.

At this time, the boss can't help but regret that he shouldn't have bought Argentine wizard Veron to Chelsea this summer. In that case, perhaps Manchester United's midfield will not be the same as it is now, although the hardness is enough, but the control is lacking. Keane and Phil Neville are both well-rounded and able to attack and defend, but neither can fully take on the core responsibility of the organization.

Seeing that the first half is about to end, Ferguson, who has been standing on the sidelines, just hopes that the disciples on the field can resist Arsenal's attack and not concede goals, otherwise, the strategic choices he can make during the break will be very small.

"Roy! Roy!! Pull back some and help defend! Assist in defense!! ”

On the sidelines, he just yelled a few words at Keane, who was a little bit forward, and then turned his eyes to Li Lei, who was standing in front of the door with full attention.

The old coach knows that in the current situation, in the last 10 minutes of the first half, the back line in front of Li Lei alone may not be able to completely stop Arsenal's crazy sharp attack.

Then, as a goalkeeper, Li Lei will become the only last defensive gate that he and his team can rely on.

As soon as he thought of this, Lao Shuai couldn't help but sweat for Li Lei. Although he was young, his bright eyes looked at Li Lei eagerly, looking forward to it and worrying in his heart, it's up to you, stinky boy!

At this time, Li Lei on the field had no idea that Ferguson had already put the burden of the first half on him, and his attention was completely attracted by Bergkamp, who was holding the ball on the edge of the penalty area at the moment.

Despite his age, the Dutch Ice Prince remains unassailable in Arsenal's attacking line, and he remains the best partner for King Thierry Henry of Highbury. In this attack, he fully embodied this.

In the face of Keane and Silvestre's sandwiched defense, Bergkamp's elegant possession of the ball simply denied Keane a chance to get off their feet. In view of the danger of this position, Keane and they did not dare to venture down, and for a while the Dutch seemed to be very comfortable.

He made two shot feints in a row, swinging his left and right legs once, and skillfully buttoning left and right with his feet, so that Keane and Sylvester could only follow his pace back and forth, not to break the ball, but to intercept his shooting or passing route.

But in the end, they failed. This time, Bergkamp put on a performance worthy of his title of the only master of art in world football today.

I saw that he made another shot feint with his left foot, and after deducting the football from behind his right foot, his right leg immediately swung up violently, making a direct and powerful long-range shot, as if to complete the shot before Philneville's help defense arrived.

This time, Keane and Silvestre, who had been slipped by him several times, finally couldn't help it.

Keane immediately fell to the ground on one side and Silvestre, in front of Bergkamp, half-turned and raised his right leg to use his back and right leg to try to block Bergkamp's shot.

But at this moment, Bergkamp's right leg suddenly became soft, and the original fierce posture immediately disappeared, falling gently like velvet, gently rubbing the football up. The space between the two, which had become less tight due to Keane's respective blocking moves, became the only way forward for Bergkamp's brilliant pass.

I saw that before Philneville's blockade arrived, the football drew a wonderful arc and flew directly to the front of the gate - the heart of Manchester United.

At the same time, Thierry Henry quickly shook off Ferdinand and went straight to the Manchester United goal. The French striker's explosive speed was evident at this moment, and Rio Ferdinand's speed and reaction speed were no longer slow, but he still completely shook off the England top centre-back.

In the end, Ferdinand's gambling foot-raising block did not get lucky enough to touch the football.

In the end, Bergkamp's clever pass came to Thierry Henry's feet very comfortably. In an instant, the most dangerous alarm sounded in front of Manchester United's gates, and the expectant exclamations of Arsenal fans in the stands rang out again.

At this moment, Li Lei, who was already in a cold sweat on his forehead, became the last hope of the Manchester United defense.

It was not until this moment that Li Lei finally tasted the saying "defense is always a passive side". If Bergkamp had struck the ball the moment he had passed, he would have had a chance to dispossess the Dutchman's delicate pass.

But he didn't, because even he, who has super dynamic vision, was completely fooled by Bergkamp's realistic feints. Just now, he was preparing to fly to save Bergkamp's long-range shot, and where could he attack immediately after Bergkamp changed his shot to a cross.

The person who can do this kind of reaction speed is a superman, but Li Lei is just an ordinary person with some talent.

At this critical moment, Li Lei has finished doing everything. At this moment, he could only wait passively, waiting for Henry to make the first move.

But that's easier said than done, and having King Highbury, who are at the peak of their careers, get the ball straight on the edge of the six-yard box and face the opposing goalkeeper without any interference is almost an unsolvable crisis.

At this point, due to too much space and time to handle the ball, Henry did not even choose to hit the goal directly, but stopped the football first, and then immediately made a gesture with his left foot to push the bottom left corner of the goal.

Then, Li Lei reacted instantly, his center of gravity immediately moved to his right, and his feet had already kicked out. At this moment, he didn't even judge whether it was a feint or not, and he didn't have such a thought in his head.

Because Henry's shot was so close, he had no choice at all in this close range. Otherwise, any hesitation in judging time will cause him to miss the chance to make a save.

Because, with the level of Henry, the world's top striker, any hesitation and shift of the center of gravity of Li Lei will be perceived by him, and even if he really planned to do a fake move, he can temporarily change it to a real action, which can still make Li Lei unable to react.

Unless Henry made a big mistake and took the initiative to shoot the football in front of Li Lei, otherwise, Li Lei must achieve such a standard.

In a word, the choice is never in Li Lei's hands.

But he wasn't really unprepared, and his eyes were glued to Henry's every move when his body had already made a save, hoping to gain an insight into the opportunity.

Damn it! Richard: They kept talking about how horrible my dynamic vision was, and I hope they didn't say a big thing.

Seeing that Li Lei's center of gravity had shaken, a trace of cunning and smug light suddenly flashed in Henry's eyes. At this moment, he was confident that the goal had fallen into his pocket.

But instead of safely choosing to push the ball directly into the empty right side of the goal, he chose a shot that would humiliate Li Lei in front of him.

Perhaps it was Li Lei's previous actions at Highbury Stadium, including the Millennium Stadium, that completely angered the Highbury King, and he wanted to use a humiliating goal to fight back hard for Arsenal fans, for his compatriot Vieira, for Arsene Wenger, for Highbury Stadium, for Arsenal FC, and to humiliate Li Lei, an Asian kid who is "nothing".

This method may not be as safe as pushing directly into the right side of the goal, but as one of the leading strikers in world football today, Henry has this confidence that is almost arrogant.

After he stopped pushing the shot in the lower left corner of the goal, the whole person suddenly stood upright and stood in front of the football that stopped firmly at his feet.

While glancing at Li Lei, who had stopped stiffly on the side, his right calf was waved very casually, as if he was kicking a small pebble on the side of the street, and he directly picked the football to the middle of the goal very casually.

He didn't even choose a safe angle to the right, and his almost arrogant confidence was evident at this moment.

Seeing this scene, the Arsenal fans in the stands began to smile on their faces, as did Vieira, so did Arsene Wenger, including the entire Arsenal players on the field. Among them, there was not a single one who did not have a strong hatred and disgust for Li Lei.

They are all eagerly waiting for Henry's goal to humiliate Li Lei in front of him and fly into the goal, and they can't wait to see the helpless, embarrassed, and angry expression on Li Lei's face, and they can't wait to laugh a few times about it, and they can't wait to humiliate Li Lei in front of them together.

Yes, they really can't wait, they're already as eager as volcanoes about to erupt.

But at this moment, an angry roar suddenly reached Henry's ears, causing the smug smile that was about to flash immediately to stiffen.

"Fuck you!!"

In Henry's eyes, Li Lei no longer knew when he had completed a movement of holding his hands on the ground, his head down, and his lower body rushing up as if practicing gymnastics. And his face was flushed, and the green tendons on his neck were exposed, and he was obviously using all his strength.

At the same time, his long left leg was already raised in the air, and he was trying his best to reach the ball that was flying into the goal.

Well!!

Li Lei wanted to tighten his teeth, his back molars creaked, and he endured the discomfort in his waist and the pain of the slight tearing, but he didn't let the pain in his mouth come out, and he didn't let this strength go.

Because of this action, it was a temporary forced change by Li Lei, and it was all supported by his strong waist and abdominal strength. Perhaps, this movement was too big, and he could feel the discomfort in his lower back muscles that indicated that he had reached a critical point.

However, his left toe was still about a toe away from the football.

Do you want to give up?

Li Lei's dictionary never had this word.

Fuck you!!!

At this moment, he gritted his back molars, and the stunned waist made him add another strength. Even if the discomfort had turned into a visibly tearing pain because of this, he didn't care.

In the end, with this last burst of power, his left toe was a little higher.

At the same time, he immediately felt the sensation of the football colliding with his right foot.

Then, in an instant, the breath he was holding on to his chest suddenly relaxed, and his tense waist suddenly weakened like noodles, making half of his body fall directly and defenselessly, and slammed it on the court.

However, he has not completely relaxed.

At this time, the discomfort in his lower back could not even allow him to turn his head and look back while he was still lying on the ground, but he still turned his head with all his strength, looking for the football with the only remaining light.

In the end, he didn't watch football either. I saw that Ferdinand suddenly appeared in front of the goal, and then rushed in front of the frightened Henry, kicked sideways, and slammed something.

Then, in the next moment, the whole loud sigh of tens of thousands of Arsenal fans came to his ears.

At this point, he finally knew that he had really succeeded.

Rumble!

In an instant, a frenzied excitement like a volcanic eruption filled his chest, and he could no longer control himself.

He immediately propped up his hands excitedly, stood up directly under his body as if he had a spring, did not pay attention to the tearing pain in his waist, and then walked in a few big strides to Henry, who was standing in front of the door with his face covered and his head bowed.

Then, he immediately opened his mouth and shouted at Henry frantically: "How could you have scored!" ”

"How the fuck could you have scored a goal!!"

"How could it be ?!!!"

At this moment, his face was flushed, his muscles were exposed, and he pointed at Henry's nose as if he were crazy! It's terrifying!!

Like a mad beast with roaring hair!

Ferocious!!

And in front of him, King Highbury, with a gloomy face!

Bow your head silently!!

At this moment, at Highbury Stadium, in front of tens of thousands of Arsenal fans, he was unruly!

He's crazy!!

He was above their king!!