Chapter 183: Tanks go on the march, and there is no grass!

"He's committing a crime!"

"Oh my God! Campbell actually made such a mistake! ”

The Arsenal fans jumped up instantly, holding their heads in disbelief, under their gaze, Essien passed the ball back to Campbell on the right backfield, who also did not stop the ball, and directly passed the ball diagonally to the goalkeeper, but this ball did not know whether it was kicked or not forced, and the ball speed was very slow!

Naturally, Drogba won't miss this great opportunity!

He was always ambushed next to Arsenal's other central defender, Chloe Toure, and immediately sprinted to the ground, like a black tank running over the middle, and instantly drilled through the gap between Toure and Campbell!

And Campbell also found that his feet felt wrong at the moment he touched the ball, and immediately chased back, his position was further back than Drogba, and soon he was diagonally attached to Drogba's side, but Drogba was very strong, not slow, and younger!

After just two kicks, Drogba stuck in front of Campbell and formed a single knife directly at the goalkeeper!

"Foul?!"

Looking at the eleventh fluttering on the back of the black monster in front of him, Campbell reached out and pulled for the first time, but in the next second, he felt the pulling force behind him, Drogba gritted his teeth, the black three thigh muscles were tense, and his arms swung vigorously!

"Tear up!"

In Campbell's gradually widening eyes, Drogba's shirt began to break, and soon, a sense of weightlessness came, and the next second, he only saw the referee who was running with him whistling in his mouth but did not blow it, but just swung his right hand forward to make a starting gesture!

"Oh my God! The jersey is shredded! I swear Arsenal will bombard Adidas after this game!! ”

"Don't worry about that! Offense advantageous! Drogba single-handedly!! ”

Under the gaze of more than 70,000 spectators, Drogba, who was wearing a half-jersey, got rid of Campbell in front of the top of the arc, and rushed to the penalty area.

Boccia!

Hit the right side of the goal!

The ball was very fast, and at this moment, the 35-year-old veteran Seaman flew down to the ground at a speed that Drogba couldn't understand at all, and at the same time stretched out his left foot!

"Bang!"

The heel collided with the ball to produce a heavy sound in Drogba's ears, just jumped past Seaman, and when he turned around, he saw the ball flying towards the left side of Arsenal, and soon came to the feet of Ashley Cole, and at this time, because of the quick counterattack, the players of Chelsea and Arsenal all pressed through the half!

"Counter !!"

"Defensive !!"

Seeing this scene, Wenger on the sidelines couldn't bear it anymore, rushed to the sidelines and roared loudly, Mourinho also blushed and had a thick neck, and looked like the teacher's cheering action during the tug-of-war! And in the next second, Ashley Cole, who took the ball on the left side of the Arsenal half, did not hesitate at all, picked up his thick right leg, and directly made a powerful 45-degree oblique long pass!

"Bang !!"

The loud noise startled the spectators in the nearby stands, and under their watchful eyes, the ball spun like a monkey from Ashley Cole's feet and flew forward on the right side of the field, where three black shadows were speeding forward!!

"Oh my God! The counterattack is coming, the counterattack is coming!! ”

"This goal is very, very good in advance! Ashley Cole trusts Chen Mo's running ability very much! But Chen Mo is now next to Garras and Robben behind him, can he get the ball!! ”

Wind and Wind!!

The wind was whistling in his ears, his wet black hair was flying behind, Chen Mo kicked his legs and swung his arms vigorously, and ran towards the ball landing point at high speed, while Gallas beside him was stuck in the inner lane and squeezed him out of the field!

"The landing point is on the right side of the edge of the penalty area!"

Glancing at the flying ball, Chen Mo instantly judged the position of the landing point, but at this time, Gallas had been stuck in the inner lane, and he couldn't cut into it purely by speed!

The bodies of the two sides kept colliding, rubbing, and running wildly, Chen Mo, who was boiling with blood in his limbs, couldn't care so much, when Garras once again stuck to his upper body and tried to squeeze him out of the sideline, he suddenly tensed his left arm, kicked the ground with the forefoot of his right leg, and his five fingers were tightly clasped and almost clenched into a ball of sneakers, and then his muscles were tightened, and he pushed his leg diagonally!

"Boom-"

The stiffly tense left big arm slammed into Garas's right arm, and the huge force instantly knocked Garras back up, and at this time, the inertia of running at high speed completely took the center of gravity of his body away, and under Chen Mo's gaze, he was like a hovering and crashed plane, dancing and spinning seven hundred and twenty degrees before falling to the ground on his buttocks!

"Foul !!"

"He's fouled!!"

Next to it was the Chelsea fan stand, countless fans booed Chen Mo, but the referee who ran with him turned a deaf ear!

High-intensity physical confrontation, this is the Premier League!

"He's coming!"

At this time, the ball had already begun to fall, and the afterglow of his left eye swept to Robben who was speeding up behind him, and Chen Mo, who was running wildly, did not hesitate at all, and jumped high in Robben's gradually fierce gaze, and leaned towards the ball with his chest!

"Bang~"

Touching the ball, unloading the force, the strength of the ball feeding back to the chest is very appropriate, and the ball landing point is also right in front of him, Chen Mo was excited, but the moment he landed, a not strong impact instantly hit his left shoulder!

"Oh my God! Robben bumped into Chen Mo from the side?! ”

Rushing to jump to catch the ball, and adjust the posture in the air, it is difficult to ensure the center of gravity after landing, coupled with this impact, under the roar of the audience and the commentary, the center of gravity completely flew into the sky and flew obliquely into the penalty area.

"Doot-doo-"

Before the person fell to the ground in the air, the referee's whistle had already sounded, and the moment the angry Vieira rushed in front of Robben, he quickly pulled out a yellow card!

"Tactical foul, this goal Robben is very smart, but also very risky, you must know that the referee is a red card if the whistle is strict!"

"Hey! Pity! Chen Mo took two steps forward and entered the forbidden area! Penalties are much better than set-pieces! But there's no denying that he's handled the ball well enough, and looking at the few physical confrontations he just had with Garras on the wing, it was a completely crushing performance! But unfortunately, Robben chased back too quickly, and if he waited for the ball to land and then unloaded, he would definitely be stuck by Robben, so he would miss the best opportunity to attack. ”

"Falk Squid!! It's definitely a red card!! ”

"This is our home turf! This foul turned out to be just a yellow card?! ”

"Is Arsenal's management eating?!!"

"Red card! Must be redcarded! ”

The commentary expressed great regret, and the Arsenal fans on the sidelines shouted and cursed that this should be a red card, and Vieira, Henry and others who were inserted afterwards also surrounded the referee for the first time.

"Houli crab, this ball hit him from behind, it should be a red card!"

"Malicious foul destruction of a single goal turned out to be only a yellow card???"

"Have you ever taken the referee's certificate?!"

"The referee, he's humiliating you, he should be given a yellow card! Remember his name, his name is Patrick Vieira and he wears the number 21 shirt! ”

"Oh! Terry, you bastard, fuck off! ”

Not only did the Arsenal players put pressure on the referee, but the Chelsea players also hurriedly ran over to help the referee clear the siege, the two sides pushed each other, and immediately started a scolding battle, Mourinho on the sidelines spread his hands and scolded in his mouth, and he didn't know whether to scold Drogba for missing a single knife, or scolding Gallas for not guarding Chen Mo.

However, this farce did not last long, everyone understood that the referee could not change the decision, this kind of behavior was just a kind of pressure and venting, and on the other side, Bergkamp walked to Chen Mo, who was still sitting in the penalty area and rubbed his buttocks, smiled and stretched out his right hand.

"Great performance."