Chapter 166: Unexpected

The 0-0 scoreline did not last until the end of the 45th minute, and West Ham United played a brilliant combination in the 42nd minute, and finally Frank Lampard sent a curling over the top in the middle to help his team-mate successfully counter offside and nudge the net!

There was already a foreshadowing of the performance of both sides before the goal was conceded, so the Arsenal players were calm when it actually happened, without the anger and panic that prevailed when the title was about to be lost. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The first half was so bad, and the break was close at hand, so leave all the problems to the second half.

As a result, the calm mood was shattered by the angry manager at half-time.

Wenger didn't have many moments to get angry, and this time it was a complete outburst. Although they were not named, the team's attitude to the game was severely reprimanded and made substitutions before half-time.

Petit down, Wiltord on!

To be honest, such a reaction and substitution decision were not too unexpected, except for the suspicious faces of the parties, everyone went out with their heads down after listening to it.

You Mo actually had a question in his heart, but now was obviously not the time to ask.

He didn't ask Wiltord how he handled this matter, not because he didn't want to, but because he felt that he was wronged and had a debt, since he chose to be an audience, he should be a qualified audience.

The second half started quickly, and West Ham continued to maintain the high momentum of the first half, and from the beginning of the game, they repeatedly blocked the opponent's midfield pass with aggressive pressing.

Arsenal are still old problems.

There is a lack of breakthrough ability on the wings, and there is a lack of tacit cooperation in the middle.

Wiltord's appearance seemed to increase the number of points in the frontcourt, but the Frenchman's obviously out-of-form performance not only failed to straighten out the attack, but the frequent mistakes made the team's offensive quality worse than even in the first half!

Why is there a status issue?

The answer is obvious.

The more you have been wronged, and when the revenge has been avenged, the easier it is to get too excited. Great joy and sadness. In a high-level competitive competition, the impact of distraction is very fatal, not to mention a final!

Thankfully, Jumo's timely pullback added to the team's defensive toughness, and West Ham failed to really threaten Lehmann with a couple of thoughtful attacks.

As time went on, the team's lackluster attacking performance made Arsene Wenger's brow on the sidelines furrowed even tighter, and his bright eyes were obscured by high brow bones. It was as if a shadow had shrouded it, and the fog was heavy.

Decisions made in anger are often made in a fit of rage, and this time he was no exception.

The team's problems in this game were concentrated on the two wings, but he made a mid-field adjustment at half-time in a fit of rage, so that the innocence of the parties was put aside for the time being, and the balance of the game was pushed by him to the opponent.

In fact, Petit's performance was just a normal performance, and there was no performance at all after the drug was in bursting state, if it was to keep this guy from being suspicious. It is the right thing to do after the game to take a urine test. Unfortunately, the familiar scene made him make a decision in an instant, even if it would be at the cost of this game and the team's gains this season, he did not hesitate.

Sixty-five minutes into the pitch, Overmars was substituted and David Pratt was substituted.

The gap between substitutions was not long, but Yumo seized the time to find Wiltord.

Things were a bit unexpected, and the thing felt the need to do something.

"Looks like you didn't tell the boss directly?"

There was no excitement on Wiltord's face. There is also no frustration caused by frequent mistakes, and outsiders generally frustrate there. Until Yu Mo repeated it again. Only then did he react and said in a low voice: "Yes, I don't have that much courage, Uncle Pat helped me." ā€

"Oh, it seems that Uncle Pat didn't tell the boss directly?"

"It seems that yes, otherwise with the temper of the boss. Definitely not put that bastard in the starting list. ā€

"Why did you tell the boss again?"

"Uncle Pat shouldn't have decided on this kind of thing, I think."

"Then did you ever think that the boss would blame Uncle Pat for this?"

Hearing this, Wiltord was completely stunned.

As an informer, he forgot his nationality. I also forgot that I had fooled around with the person concerned. He seemed to be just telling the other party about it in vague terms, but in fact he was putting the blame on the other party.

How could Pat Rice ignore such a simple thing?

The two go out together, and one of them becomes an informer. Whatever the purpose, once the identity of the undercover agent is revealed, the party's grudge is certain. As for when and how to retaliate, it is actually not the old man's business.

He wanted to avenge being betrayed, but he didn't want to face the anger of the other party, and finally hid behind others and became a real coward!

Pat Rice has always played the role of a firefighter in the team's locker room, those who have no guts, unspeakable things, and irresolvable contradictions, many people have become accustomed to the old man as the person to confide in, completely ignoring how the gray hair came from.

"Actually, I also have things that I don't think through."

In the interval of another game, You Mo rarely had a serious expression.

He ignored such a simple fact because of his righteous anger, and only after thinking about it did he understand the problem.

In the face of the clown-like guy who jumped off the beam, he only felt ridiculous, but in fact, he had no interest in retaliating against the other party. It was only because he sympathized with Wiltord's plight that he gave the other side the opportunity to fight back.

He respected the gray-haired old man more than anyone else, he couldn't accept the trouble caused by his unintentional actions, and his body was never as full of longing as it was now.

Eager to use a victory, a championship, everything he can do, to make this kind old man smile!

"It's not your problem, it's that I haven't had the courage to face it all yet!"

Wiltord thumped his chest hard.

There's something alive beating and babbling.

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Time was running out and West Ham rallied back after running out of two substitutions. Arsenal had already made three substitutions in the 72nd minute and started to attack.

The effect of Ljungberg's presence alongside Overmars was evident, with Arsenal's attacking play to the width of the pitch, even if it didn't lead to a breakthrough. It also provides enough space for the transfer and cutting of the ribs. Grimandi and Wiltord were transformed into two loaches, active in both ribs. You Mo has become a bridgehead for the battle, and a few in and out of the penalty area are people who are turned on their backs!

In the 77th minute of the game, Arsenal won a set-piece in front.

The first few set-pieces didn't create enough chances, so Ljungberg was decisively humble and handed the penalty to Grimandi.

The benevolent brother is still in the dark. It's completely unclear what Viltord and Yumo are talking to. Still, he felt something in the other person's eyes.

That kind of longing that bursts from the bottom of the heart will make people's eyes glow with a burning light, and anyone who touches it can feel the vibration in the depths of their soul!

In that case, do you still need to ask why?

In contrast to Ljungberg's free-kick style, which pursues a precise free-kick style, Grimandi, who came into the number 10 position, sees nothing in his eyes.

This is actually the biggest difference between a central player and a wide player.

Wide players have a lot more space in front of them, whether it's a break or a cross, so they often don't have a keen sense of space. Opposite. Due to the dense crowd in the middle lane, if you want to make a difference, you have to seize the fleeting opportunity between the lightning and flint.

When Grimandi looked up, he saw that the free-kick on the right did not choose the middle of the net as his landing point.

There are so many people that even if a teammate can barely reach it, it is difficult to have a chance to shoot at the second landing point!

Big arc, far post!

Martin Keown was a purely unintentional move.

He is an impatient, and it is difficult to stay calm at such a moment when his blood is boiling, but fortunately, the reckless man also has a moment of inspiration.

Why. Naturally, I remembered Youmo's speech in the Champions League knockout round.

The more you need to score, the more you can't rush to attack!

The far post rises high. Throw it back!

Look back at the moon!

With too much focus on the opposition's dangerous figures, West Ham's defensive focus was all on the middle, so when Martin Keown's header was back, there was no one around Ovimars!

After a powerful shot that can shoot through the net, the score on the field is 1:1!

"Mark, thank you."

Yumo quickly picked the ball out of the net. Shouting as you run.

Overmars was so immersed in the cheers and shouts of the fans that he didn't hear it clearly, but Wiltord did.

"Thank you for letting me get my true self back, Mo!"

"What's next?"

"Huh?"

"Surpass yourself, stupid!"

..

After the score was equalised. West Ham United pressed out quickly.

The team has been able to attract so much attention in a short period of time, and apart from Frank Lampard's impressive performances, it is equally important for others to excel. It's just that the age of the team is not reasonable, and the performance of young players fluctuates, which makes the team have no hope of attacking the first team, and so far can only work hard for a Europa League place.

Fortunately, they did not lack of energy, did not lack courage, and did not regret because the upcoming championship slipped away, after seeing the opponent equalize the score with momentum, their blood was quickly aroused and out of control!

In the last ten minutes of the game, both sides had no reservations, and the offensive battle was in full swing. It's a pity that the performances of the two goalkeepers are equally wonderful, so that the real climax stage is missing goals as embellishment.

Four minutes of stoppage time ended, and extra time came unexpectedly.

West Ham United are barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, while Arsenal are a bit waxy.

They had seven games to play in a month, with the second coming to extra-time, and Arsene Wenger was inevitably worried as manager.

But with the championship in front of you, can you still give it up?

"How?"

The five-minute break became the final cheering stage for the players, and everyone was hurrying to replenish their energy, but Yumo got up and walked to the coach's seat. The manager wasn't there, only Pat Rice was sitting there alone, and when he saw someone approaching, the old man looked up and asked.

"Tomac's blessing, I now feel like I can fly straight from one end of the pitch to the other!" You Mo smiled brightly.

"Haha, that's good, they'll play even crazier in overtime, you still have to pay attention to your movements, don't be hurt by the opponent's unreserved scramble." The smile on Pat Rice's face stiffened slightly, and he shook his head after speaking, apparently remembering his crow's beak vividly.

"Don't take it personally, Mr. Wenger is under too much pressure and will always need someone to help him sort out his emotions." You Mo walked closer, and said casually while pulling the ligaments.

"Huh?" Pat Leslen paused for a moment, and reluctantly asked, "Is it.."

"That's right, I informed Sylvain when I learned the news, and I originally only intended to help him fulfill his wish, but I didn't think of the possible consequences, and you were in a dilemma.

The smile on You Mo's face was still bright, but his voice was a little sad.

Because he could see very clearly that the wrinkled face had a kind of serenity eroded by the years, and as the smile on the corner of his mouth floated, the old man's eyes were about to close.

The voice also seemed to mumble to itself.

"My instincts are good, Sylvain is really not the kind of person who betrays his friends."

..

The first half of extra-time was a goalless affair for both sides, but the tempo inevitably slowed down.

After all, both teams had just played a league game three days ago, and they were both playing as much as they could, and now this game plus stoppage time has been played for a full 110 minutes, and it is difficult for Rao is iron man to continue to run all the time.

However, the pace is slow, and many of Arsenal's internationals are more physically worrying than their opponents.

Patrick Vieira, Balde, Overmars, Ljungberg, Martin Keown, these guys have all played one or two games during the international break, and they didn't get a rest in the last game, so it's time to pay off their debts.

Fortunately, in such a game, there are two guys who are full of energy!

Wiltord was already crazy and couldn't stop, but Yumo gradually calmed down.

This is actually the biggest difference between the two.

Wiltord is a typical team player, easily infected by the atmosphere, and the level of performance is closely related to the mental state. You Mo is a real killer, and only by being outside the system and watching from the sidelines can he really exert his deadly power.

It's just that being a killer is not enough, so he decides to come out of the shadows and become a chameleon that changes color from time to time!

But now the team doesn't need a chameleon, he just needs to get back to his roots and find it with his nose before the wonderful opportunity comes.

Leave the rest to the instincts in your body!

In the 113th minute, the Arsenal team, which retreated to half-time, had a chance to counterattack.

Last season, it was still an unconventional way of fighting, and this season it has become a scoring weapon that has repeatedly staged a stunner!

Fight back quickly!

The counter-attack began with a big kick clearance at the back, and the high, floating ball failed to fly far and began to fall near the halfway line.

There were no teammates within a radius of ten meters around You Mo, and it seemed that there was no better choice than to interfere with the other party.

As a result, things happened that people couldn't even think of. (To be continued.) )