Chapter 102: The Mood of Looking at the Scenery
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Wiltord, who was no longer able to run, suddenly broke out before being replaced, and cut inside with the ball after successfully cooperating with his teammates on the left side of the frontcourt!
The body that is not strong is struggling in the face of the fifth-level cold wind, but the ball is like sticking to the feet, moving forward, sideways, and spinning, just not leaving the control of the feet!
The Russian big man didn't want to use a tactical foul on a guy who looked shaky, but it turned out that his purpose was not to protect the ball, he wanted to turn to face the goal, and he wanted to create a threat!
What's even more unbelievable is that as many as three people were conquered by his flexible legs one by one, and they broke out of a way!
Faced with something beyond their knowledge, they can only use tactical fouls to prevent the dire consequences.
It turned out that the guy who was put down was only hit in the thigh and couldn't stand up.
His teammates gathered around him, silently watching him and watching him get on and off the field on a stretcher.
There is no comfort, no encouragement, just lightheartedness, admiration, or serious looks. There was no delay, no repeated discussion, and after the ball was set, except for the two guys standing in front of the ball, everyone else scattered and ran to their positions.
The ball is located slightly to the left of the middle, about 22 meters from the goal, which is considered to be within the range, but it is very difficult to break the goal directly.
Pire and Patrick Vieira stood in front of the ball, one left and one right.
A free kick in this position, even if the idea is clear, it is still necessary to confuse the opponent. The former of the two is good at curling the ball, and the latter is the type to play miracles with great power, and at the same time stand in front of the ball, and the possible changes can distract the opponent.
The Moscow Lokomotiv team has always responded to all changes, they rely on their physical superiority obviously, there is no crowd of people in the restricted area, and the positions between each other are very layered, beware of the moths coming out to make trouble.
It turns out that they overthink.
Piret started at the same time as Vieira, but the latter stopped after two steps, and the former curled a small arc with his left foot into the far corner on the right side of the goal.
Because the distance is too close and there is no advantage in height, this small arc is very high, and it looks like it is about to fly over the bottom line, and the height is still about 2.5 meters!
At such a height, let alone heading the goal, it is unrealistic to ferry or rub back, even if you have a guy with a bouncing ability comparable to that of a volleyball player, you can only jump up and change the route of the ball slightly.
Is there anything else possible than watching the ball off the pitch?
Yes, of course!
You Mo stepped on the brakes before rushing to the bottom line, he was like a defender, to be precise, he was using the way of the defender to save the danger, his left foot kicked the ground, took off, leaned back, picked up his right leg, and hit the ball with the instep!
Barb!
The exaggerated height and clean movements startled everyone to inhale the cold air, and the already solid heart suddenly tightened, and their eyes chased the ball to see what would happen next.
No one believed he had a passing target, but what happened next was a real puzzle.
Not really?
Henry did not appear in the most familiar position, and the Frenchman, who was not as good as his opponent, skillfully took advantage of the gap left by his teammates after pulling forward to the left, and appeared in the corner of the penalty area on the right!
After touching the ball with his right foot, he stood firm, rounded his left leg, and hit an exaggerated left-footed inspin ball with an arc that made the entire Lokomotiv Arena completely extinguish!
In the 79th minute of the game, Arsenal reversed 2:1!
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β...... Oh, my God! Oh my God! What are they doing? How can this be! It's horrible, this fit! β
The two old guys from Sky Sports spoke incoherently with excitement.
"A collaboration between two killers! It's so exaggerated, as if there are eyes on the back! β
"Look at this barb! Jump so high, but the power of the shot is so well controlled! β
"Yes, such a height may be too reluctant for others, but it is really nothing for MO!"
"Henry's shot is just as wonderful, and the exaggerated arc makes the goalkeeper helpless even if he flies to save!"
"It was a dramatic game for him!"
"That's right, first scored an own goal, then equalized by creating a penalty, and finally came back with a world wave reversal!"
"Haha, a hat-trick that only broke the opponent's door once?"
"Interesting statement! After a 300-minute goal drought, such a game is enough to help him break his demons and get back to the sharp Thierry Henry he used to be! β
"Why should the penalty be given to a team-mate, now it seems that the answer has been made clear."
"Yes, there's a guy in this team who is giving up the Premier League Golden Boot for the good of the team as a whole. Because of his generosity, Henry's outstanding performance this season has been completed. In return, Hyung used this way to tell everyone that this was the honor he deserved, and that I, too, had more opportunities to break the ball drought! β
"Strong self-confidence, that's probably what a top player needs!"
"That's right, but what people didn't expect was that the guy who gave the assist and helped him break the ball drought was the guy he had been thinking about and wanted to repay!"
"There is no greater drama in life than this."
There was some drama to it, but the Arsenal players didn't see it as a coincidence.
In their opinion, this is all arranged by God, they just need to radiate all their light and heat, resist the cold snap, and the real hero will lead them out of the predicament and usher in victory. This idea is so firm that their physical strength has reached the limit, and they survived the last ten minutes of the game without giving their opponents any chance to turn the tables!
2οΌ1οΌ
Arsenal got a crucial win on the road!
Such a reversal would undoubtedly be difficult for the home fans to accept, but it is strange that the usually hot-tempered Russians did not fight to vent their anger or boo their frustration. At the end of the 90 minutes, they shook their heads, got up, and exited the game in an orderly manner.
This strange phenomenon allowed the Lokomotiv Moscow players to come out of their disappointment and remain silent, looking at their opponents.
Those guys of different heights, fat and thin, and different skin tones.
These guys, who once made them look down on and felt too soft, did not look like a man, in their home stadium, in the cold, with a tenacious perseverance beyond imagination, reversed the game and put an end to their home myth.
For such a group of people, they can only pay tribute with their eyes.
"It's so accurate, it can't be a coincidence, right?"
Pat Rice wrapped the prepared coat around the guy who came over and whispered, "ArsΓ¨ne has a lot of mood swings, help me figure it out." β
"The moment I jumped, I felt a strong feeling." You Mo's facial muscles were a little stiff, and he had trouble speaking, "Idealists are prone to extremes, you should find a way to let him spend more time with his family." β
"Huh?" Pat Rice was not surprised by the former answer, but really did not expect the latter.
"You see, I was originally alone, and then I married three women as wives, they have a bunch of families, and they plan to give me a bunch of baby ......" Speaking of this, You Mo coughed vigorously twice, and continued: "The company of family members will make people feel calm, even if there are things that make me feel a headache when I think about it, it will not make time difficult. β
Pat Rice's heart was racing, and his eyes lit up, "Yes, ArsΓ¨ne has known his girlfriend for many years, and the children are all 16 years old and not married!" I don't quite understand this approach, I don't think it's a good thing for my family anyway! β
You Mo turned his head with some sympathy, looked at his head coach, and said in a low voice: "Don't say that to his face, he will fight!" β
"Why did you call me so stupid?" Pat Les raised his fist, "I'll beat you up first!" β
Arsene Wenger walked over.
The French instinct is very accurate, and when they see these two guys with evasive eyes, they know that they are being talked about.
"What are you talking about?"
Pat Leston was a little nervous, and before he could speak, the guy next to him was already grinning: "I'm talking about you!" β
"Talk about me?" Arsene Wenger laughed, "What are you talking about me?" β
You Mo pointed to his good comrades-in-arms beside him, with a mysterious expression, "Talk about your family, don't you mind?" β
Wenger couldn't say a "no" even if he minded, so he had to keep a stiff face and feign angrily: "My family has something to talk about, why don't you talk about you, how did you go back this time, did you convince Juan's family?" β
Pat Rice was about to slip away, but when he heard this, he stood again, looking curious.
You Mo spread his hands and looked helpless, "Failed, his family doesn't agree with us being together." β
"Huh?" The two old men's eyes widened at the same time.
"You're going to fail?"
"I went back to nothing?"
You Mo looked strange, a pair of slender eyes blinked, very innocent, "It's normal, if you have a daughter, most of you will not agree to her marrying a guy who already has two wives and two children." β
"Not necessarily, right?" Pat Rice shook his head decisively.
"How do I think it's acceptable?" Wenger laughed and added: "If she thinks that doing that will make her happy, why not?" β
You Mo suddenly had a headache, looked up at the sky at 45 degrees for a while, and sighed: "The cultural differences are obvious, let's go back to the house and talk about it." β
As soon as he said this, the two audience members immediately felt how painful it was to discuss cultural differences in a frozen world of more than minus 20 degrees.
"Damn, my frozen feet are unconscious!"
"This hellish place, I don't want to come back in my life!"
Two hours later, the team was staying in the hotel.
It was late at night, but Arsene Wenger and Pat Rice looked at each other and smiled and knocked on the door.
If it had been the past, they were in no mood to disturb the rest of the players at such a time, but today it was because the team had won a crucial victory, secondly, because Henry showed superstar potential in such a game, and thirdly, it was naturally out of curiosity, so they did not believe that this thing would be in vain.
You Mo was just about to whirl when he heard a knock on the door, so he had to get up and open the door.
"Ah, come and see me and don't carry anything!"
Hearing this, Pat Rice took the lead in giving the goods an old slap in the chest, "Are you the master, it's your fault that you didn't prepare wine and good food to entertain us!" β
"That's it!" Wenger raised his fist, "Good fight, Pat, it can be a little heavier!" β
You Mo suddenly cried and laughed, and said helplessly: "I just brought some beef jerky, I can't hide it now!" β
"Wow, don't say it sooner!" The two old men were suddenly excited, "Is it an oriental specialty?" β
"No, the housekeeper prepared it for me, saying that it is cold here, and I need to replenish my energy at any time." You Mo shook his head and turned around to rummage in his bag, "Oriental specialties are too spicy for you to eat." β
"Who said that!" Unconvinced, Pat Rice reached over and grabbed it, "The English are as obsessed with spirits as they are with chili peppers!" β
You Mo suddenly felt that the people of the British Empire really preferred to rob, so he decisively let go and introduced: "Animal palms soaked in chili water are better used to drink beer. β
"What kind of beer to drink in this weather!" Pat Rice doesn't believe it, "Why is the turquoise pepper that doesn't look spicy at all!" β
Wenger was also curious, but the French really couldn't eat chili, so he got up and said: "It's rare to come to Russia, and authentic vodka can't be missed!" β
You Mo saw that the persuasion was ineffective, so he could only sigh and watch the play with peace of mind.
Five minutes later.
"Ah.......h
A terrible howl was followed by incoherent words, "Water, water, water......."
Wenger obviously also had the intention of watching a good show, and when he saw this, he slowly got up and made a search, "It has to be burned fresh, poor old Mr. Rice, can you still hold on until then?" β
Old Mr. Rice did not dare to close his mouth at all, and tears flowed uncontrollably, "Ah...... No, no, cold water, cold water......"
Five minutes later.
"It's too much, it's too exaggerated, how can it be so spicy!" Pat Rice was shocked, and inhaled cold air and said, "God, how can you eat such a spicy thing!" β
You Mo smiled and closed his mouth, "This is called 'appetizer' in our country, and you need to taste it slowly." You're in too much of a hurry, and after you finish nibbling on the first one, you think it's delicious, and you will nibble on the second ......"
"No wonder you want to drink beer!" Pat Rice regretted it, "It's a pity, it actually tastes so good!" β
After speaking, he encouraged the old man who was chewing beef jerky on the side, "Arsène, you can try it, it is definitely a taste that has never been tasted before...... No, not spicy, but an appetizing sensation......"
Wenger was not moved at first, but he couldn't stand the repeated encouragement of the old man, so he mustered up the courage to pick one up and carefully nibble on it.
I don't know if I don't gnaw the result, and I can't forget it.
"Wow! The taste is simply amazing! β
Yu Mo smiled and said nothing, and Pat Rice did not forget to remind him, "Come slowly, come slowly, don't be like me...... Drink more, slow down the pace and savor the ......"
Wenger listened and listened, and suddenly his heart moved, "Tell me, did you let yourself return in vain because you didn't want to be in a hurry?" β
You Mo smiled happily.
"It doesn't matter if you go fast, it's a pity to lose the mood to enjoy the scenery along the way because you go too fast." (To be continued.) )