"GOGOGOGOGO, ANDREY!"

Watching Arshavin dunk two Sunderland defenders in a row, wipe to the middle, and penetrate the left and right, the Arsenal fans on the scene seemed to be shouting wildly.

From the very beginning, Arshavin let people know why Wenger was obsessed with this Russian tsar, and it took more than half a year to get him.

The individual skills are so good, like a dagger in the hands of the top at the moment, nimble and weird, constantly cutting through Sunderland's backline.

And Wenger also gave Arshavin the absolute initiative, and he led the attack in Arsenal's front, taking advantage of the changes in the positions of Nasri and Arshavin, constantly interspersed, forming waves of offensive opportunities.

And behind Arshavin, Xiang Hao came to look for this Russian almost every time, as long as he had the opportunity, he would send the ball to his feet as soon as possible, and let him play.

In the first game, Arshavin became the absolute protagonist of the attack.

In the eleventh minute of the game, Xiang Hao sent a direct pass, and Arshavin formed a wonderful anti-offside cooperation.

Unfortunately, the Russian's one-on-one shot from 12 yards went over the head of the opposing goalkeeper, but it also grazed the right post and went wide.

In the 15th minute, Arshavin made another one-man performance, cutting inside on the right and firing a powerful left-footed shot from the edge of the box, only to be saved by Sunderland goalkeeper Flopp.

In the first 20 minutes, it was almost Arshavin's performance, and Arsenal also firmly occupied the initiative on the field, with possession reaching 80% at one point, and always maintained a threat to Sunderland.

"Whew, a formation full of imagination."

When Mortensen saw Arsenal's huge advantage on the field, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion.

"Well, I have to say that the arrival of Arshavin in the side can greatly enrich the changes in Arsenal's frontcourt.

The 433 formation, which can evolve into 442 at any time, and the displacement between Nasri and Arshavin, is really dynamic. ”

Lineker can see that he is saying, and he is also impressed by the feeling of pressure on the pitch of Arsenal.

'It's normal for Nasri to get used to the pace of the Premier League after half a season, but I didn't expect Arshavin to be so amazing, it wasn't like the first game at all, it's amazing.

Motensen looked deeper, and he understood very well that Arsenal could maintain such an attacking posture in the front court, not only because of their strength, but more importantly, because of the adaptation of the two small players to Sunderland's defence.

It can be said that it was Sunderland's defense that did not put enough pressure on Arsenal's front, allowing the Arsenal players to cooperate and continue to play, so that the scene seemed to be fully integrated into Arsenal's rhythm.

And this rhythm continued, and Arsenal scored with their hands on the score.

McCarthy obviously knew this, but he didn't dare to move, he didn't dare to let his teammates get their hands on it.

The reason is very simple, although Keane is out of class, Xiang Hao's waste leg incident is counted on Sunderland's head.

Before the end of the first half, referee Anthony Taylor had already given three yellow cards to Sunderland.

Otherwise, Nasri and Arshavin would not have been allowed to break through with the ball so easily.

McCarthy looked at the situation on the field helplessly and angrily, and found that he hoped that his team could withstand the pressure and withstand Arsenal's onslaught in the first half, and wait until the second half, and then use one or two counterattack opportunities to sneak attack, maybe the team can still gain something.

With this in mind, McCarthy almost watched time pass, but he was doomed to disappointment.

In the 37th minute of the game, the opportunity that McCarthy had waited for his team to counterattack appeared, but it quickly disappeared.

Arsenal's wave of attacks was fruitless, the ball flew to the midfield, and Sunderland's No. 20 Reid was supposed to take advantage of Arsenal's big attack opportunity to drive straight in.

It's a pity that his speed is not good, or rather, Xiang Hao's pursuit ability is too good.

When the ball came out, Xiang Hao was like a cheetah seeing blood, and chased back at full speed.

And when Red got the ball, he also took a look at his teammates' running position and then acted.

The distance was not far away, this observation, and then the speed, was quickly caught up by Xiang Hao, and in the entanglement, Red still failed to send the ball out, and wanted to stop the ball and wait for the response.

This gave Xiang Hao a chance, his body bullied, his long legs hooked, and he stuck the position, and the rest was a competition for strength.

Xiang Hao snatched the ball cleanly, raised his head, and glanced at the entire court, "Smack!" ”

Sunderland's players are still thinking about counter-attacks, the whole formation has not been reorganized, or rather, the hearts of the players have not changed.

At this time, Xiang Hao had already completed the ball, a big long pass, sent to the empty area on the right side, and sent it to the feet of Arshavin.

Although it didn't help Arshavin to form a one-on-one goal, it was enough, and Sunderland's left-back No. 15 Collins couldn't defend the Russian tsar at all.

With a feint and a dunk, the Russian Tsar swiped it in in the shortest possible time, slotted into the box, faced Flopp, and finished the pick before Ferdinand.

This time, Arshavin wasted no more chances, as the ball turned into a wonderful arc and fell straight into the net.

“GOOOOOOO――OL!!! Andre? Arshavin, our Tsar, our Russian Tsar broke the door!! ”

"Well done, Andrey!"

"Great, great!"

"Huhuhu, goal!"

…

The Stadium of the Emirates resounded with endless cheers and was inspiring.

"Hehe, this guy, it's really interesting."

Xiang Hao wanted to run over to celebrate with Arshavin, but he saw Arshavin's childish side, with his legs crossed, his hands on his hips, his face expressionless, looking at the stands coaxingly, like a mighty general, accepting the cheers of the audience.

It's just that he is short and has a baby face, which really doesn't look like a general, a bit like a child who invites pets, which makes people a little unbearable.

Xiang Hao came over and rubbed his head, and said with a smile: "Hehe, Andre, can you not laugh so strangely, hehe." ”

'Damn, it was my first goal, so it's time to celebrate.'

Arshavin pushed Xiang Hao away 'unhappily' and explained matter-of-factly.

"Don't worry, there will be an opportunity for you to celebrate in the future."

Finally taking a lead by one goal, Xiang Hao was in a good mood and said casually.

"Well, I feel like I can score again."

Arshavin took it seriously and nodded confidently.

It's a bit Bendtner, but right now, Arshavin is more qualified to be confident because his current ability is definitely above Bendtner, and even the top five attackers in the Premier League.

After the goal, Arshavin completely let go, and the breakthrough and passing became more and more sharp.

However, it was clear that Sunderland had done a good job of defending today, and Van Persie did not attack smoothly at the front point, until Taylor's whistle, and the 1-0 score did not change again.

And in the second half, under McCarthy's constant emphasis, Sunderland's players also dared to make moves, strengthening pressing and using their bodies.

Of course, on their side, they are more against the Arsenal players up front, after all, most of the ball stays in their half.

Even if it was a foul on Xiang Hao, it was when the offense and defense were switched, interrupting Xiang Hao's pass to avoid the repeat of the goal lost in the first half.

However, the consequence of this is that Sunderland paid the price of two more yellow cards.

McCarthy can't do much, who told Arsenal to have a cunning player like Arshavin in the front, Nasri is as good as Vela can run. Coupled with Xiang Hao's sharp and blade-like pass, his sincerity may be pierced at any time. It can only be a foul.

And the result of such a foul is that the rhythm of the whole Sunderland slows down, and they dare not press too much in the counterattack, and there is no threat.

Therefore, in the second half, Arsenal's advantage became more and more obvious, although the score has not changed, but everyone can see that Arsenal's game is basically a certainty.

All that's left is to see when Arsenal settle Sunderland.

Seventy-six minutes into the game, the moment has finally arrived.

Nasri went through, Van Persie won the ball in the box, and in the face of a crowd of defenders, the Dutchman couldn't turn around.

At this time, he saw an opening, and Arshavin suddenly wiped through his ribs. Van Persie knocked on the trend, and Arshavin, who was still full of vitality, got up directly, "Bang! ”

Don't look at Arshavin's small size, but his shooting power is full and he has a solid kick.

At that moment, Fulop couldn't take it off at all, so he could only subconsciously block it with his hand and block the ball out of the penalty area.

"Hao !!"

Following the trajectory of the ball's flight, a tall figure appears in front of the camera.

Sunderland's defensive center of gravity has already been pulled into the penalty area by Van Persie, Arshavin and others, and a position is vacant.

Xiang Hao had advanced to the area of thirty meters, which was the area he was used to, what people called 'the king's domain'.

Not at all polite, the right foot, which was as straight as a rod, was slashed open, "Bang! "The arc that runs through the whole penalty area is drawn.

At this time, Flopp didn't have time to get up at all, and jumped up directly in place, but unfortunately his body was not stretched enough, and the ball passed through his left side.

"!!Shh

The sound of extreme pulling!

“GOOOOOOOOOOO――OL！！！ Hao, Hao, the king's domain, the king's territory! Our Hao shot his prey again!! ”

"Hao !!"

With Luke's shout, the entire Emirates Stadium erupted in a deafening wave, turning into the only sound.

Xiang Hao walked to the sidelines extremely arrogantly, put his hands to his ears, leaned sideways, and listened to the cheers of the audience.