super all-rounder

Chapter 703 Chapter 699: The first big four in the FA Cup!

Tottenham central defender Alan Suwton turned his head to observe, then realized the danger, and within a second of speeding up, Chen Fan miraculously overtook it!

"flash!"

"flash!"

"flash!"

The Arsenal fans couldn't help shouting, their voices full of pride and ecstasy.

Tottenham fans looked shocked.

Bell, who was sitting on the bench, stood up suddenly, his eyes wide open. At this moment, he could be sure that Chen Fan's speed was faster than him.

The Arsenal bench screamed again and again, and the substitute goalkeeper Jens Lehmann opened his mouth wide open, unable to close it for a long time.

On the court, Chen Fan, who surpassed Alan Sutton, was not proud. For him, such a surpass was not something to be proud of.

He took a sudden step forward, then stretched out his right foot, and jumped high!

The Tottenham goalkeeper, who had abandoned the goal, stopped in a hurry. Because the turf was too slippery, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Why do Tottenham players keep slipping and falling, but Chen doesn't?"

Among the journalists on the sidelines, a reporter asked suspiciously.

Manchester City Evening News reporter Matthew Upson didn't know the reason. He looked at the Tottenham goalkeeper who looked like a clown, and sighed in his heart: The Tottenham players were shocked, and the field was slippery, so they fell down.

Of course, he would not answer the reporter's doubts, which is not in line with his position.

On the field, the moment the football touched Chen Fan's instep, his right foot seemed to suddenly lose strength and quickly fell down along the football.

The football landed firmly on his instep, like an iron ball being attracted by a magnet.

"Master stop!"

A reporter blurted out.

Matthew Upson's face was a little gloomy.

Alan Suwton, who was extremely ashamed, caught up with Chen Fan when he stopped the ball, and he did not give up.

Chen Fan didn't give him a chance to overtake or tackle the ball, so he took the football to a quick start and headed towards the penalty area.

Seen from a distance, he was flanked from front to back.

The Tottenham goalkeeper suppressed the shame in his heart, pressed his center of gravity to the front right, and prepared to pounce on the football.

Chen Fan kicked the football with his right foot, and the football accelerated and flew towards the front left of the penalty area!
The Tottenham goalkeeper roared and flew towards the football!

The next moment, the football flew under his hands!

Chen Fan also flew by.

But the power of this smash was too great, and the football was very fast. No one knew whether Chen Fan would still be able to catch up with the football.

Matthew Upson finally breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, kid, aren't you running fast?
Chase!

Catch up!
Chen Fan roared in his heart, and ran towards the football like thunder!

Alan Suwton, who was chasing after him, jumped up from his goalkeeper. He didn't stop, and headed towards the goal. If Chen Fan could complete the shot, he would go to the rescue!

The football is getting closer and closer to the bottom line. The Arsenal fans covered their mouths, their eyes were moist, and they muttered in their hearts: Hurry up!Chen, hurry up!
When the football was one meter behind the baseline, the hearts of the Tottenham fans finally fell. They didn't think Chen Fan had anything to do.

"Roar!……"

With a roar, Chen Fan lowered his weight and moved his left foot towards the left side of the football!

When the football was about [-] centimeters away from the bottom line, Chen Fan swiped his left foot to the right, and the football changed direction and flew towards the goal!

The hearts of the Tottenham fans just fell again, and they looked at the football rolling towards the goal in disbelief.

The nervous hearts of Arsenal fans are about to fly out of their chests.

Matthew Upson's face changed again, how could it be possible?God, how is it possible? ! !

In the penalty area of ​​Tottenham, Alan Suwton, who found danger, dropped his center of gravity, and shoveled towards the football with his right leg against the turf!

He wants to block Chen Fan's shovel shot!
The next moment, his right foot was in front of the football, and the football hit the inside of his right foot and flew towards the post!

The air in White Hart Lane froze, and no one thought that an accident would happen at the last moment.

Hope appeared in the eyes of the Tottenham players, and the Arsenal fans screamed.

The football hits the post!
Then slowly rolled across the goal line and stopped in the net!
"Tick!..."

The breathless referee blew the whistle for a goal, breaking the frozen air at White Hart Lane.

"List!"

"List!"

"List!"

The Arsenal fans roared wildly.

The Tottenham fans shook their heads helplessly, and then began to applaud, so there was thunderous applause at White Hart Lane!
Although such a goal is not very aesthetically pleasing, it is too shocking.

This is never giving up!
They are paying homage to that spirit.

Chen Fan was lying on the turf, panting heavily. He was exhausted. This was a run of more than 60 meters, and even he had no strength left.

Also lying on the turf were Tottenham goalkeeper and central defender Alan Suwton.

Alan Sutton looked at Chen Fan with a muddy face, and he found that Chen Fan was also looking at him.

He didn't know how to express his emotions at the moment, so the expression on his face was very weird, a bit like a half-hearted smile, and a bit like an embarrassed smile.

The Tottenham goalkeeper looked at Chen Fan who was smiling back in shock. This guy... hey! ……This guy……

He didn't know what adjective to use to describe Chen Fan.

Excited, Van Persie ran a long distance before reaching Chen Fan's side, pulled him up, and rubbed his hair vigorously.

There was no anger on Chen Fan's face, but a bright smile like a big boy next door.

At this moment, the Tottenham fans felt that Chen Fan was very pleasing to the eye, so the hostility in their hearts was much less.

Matthew Upson stared at Chen Fan with a gloomy face, and a scene appeared in his mind: Chen Fan happily walked up to him, and raised four fingers at him.

However, this scene did not happen. Chen Fan seemed to have completely forgotten about him and walked towards the outside of the center line.

Is this ignorance?
Matthew Upson was not angry, but relaxed.

What made it easier for him was that Wenger made a substitution arrangement, replacing Chen Fan with Bendtner.

The overall situation has been set, Wenger began to adjust the lineup.

This guy finally went down...

Matthew Upson just thought of this, and his face turned red involuntarily. He was ashamed of himself for having such thoughts.

There was thunderous applause again in White Hart Lane, Chen Fan bowed politely in return, and the applause was even louder.

Wenger walked to the bench and gave Chen Fan a big hug. The assistant immediately put on a down jacket for Chen Fan.

The game restarted, and everyone knew that the game had lost its suspense, and the reporters on the sidelines began to discuss enthusiastically.

"Even if there is a difference in strength between Tottenham, it's not so much difference..."

"I thought tonight's game would be inseparable. After all, Arsenal were reversed by Chelsea at the Emirates Stadium three days ago. They should have suffered a major blow. Who knows, tonight's game turned out to be one-sided!"

"Chen's lightning goal broke the balance, and Tottenham's mind was already in a mess at that moment. Even if they had the advantage at home, they were still no match for the Gunners."

Matthew Upson listened to the discussion of his colleagues with a blank face, and he was not interested in participating.

(End of this chapter)