football world number one

Chapter 873 Unprepared
This time, West Brom's celebration was obviously longer and more crazy.

From the gate of Arsenal to the side of coach Di Marzio, the talking and laughing West Brom players can be said to have run all over the place.

Behind them stood the generals who were panting and looking lifeless. At this moment, even Wenger's yelling did not have any big impact on the players on the field.

After West Brom's celebration ended, the two sides stood on the kick-off position again. The momentum and morale of the two teams were completely different. Even the few fans of the visiting team in the stands overwhelmed the home fans.

"The game started again. Arsenal were obviously hit hard. The team's possession of the ball seemed very low. Oh~, Alexander Song who was holding the ball was almost snatched by the opponent's striker."

On the pitch, the situation in Arsenal is deteriorating step by step.

When Alexander Song hurriedly turned around and barely protected the ball and passed it to the oncoming Eboue, he was also loudly reprimanded by Wenger on the sidelines and Fabregas in the middle.

For a while, the atmosphere of the gunman began to become more tense.

Fortunately, there was not much time left in the first half of the game. After Arsenal controlled the ball for a while, the countdown had already entered.

As the ball was slowly transitioned and Xiaofa, who regained possession of the ball, passed it to Chamark, who returned in the middle, the referee had already put the whistle in his mouth.

Obviously, this was Arsenal's last attack of the first half.

"The ball was given to Liu Feng, and A Feng took the ball and tried to get rid of it. This is Arsenal's last chance to attack!"

When the ball came to the foot of the much-anticipated player again, Zhan Jun and countless fans raised their spirits again.

Unfortunately, not all of the time, wishes come true.

"Boom."

There was a muffled sound, and once again, the West Brom players made a tactical foul against Liu Feng who was holding the ball.

"Shh!!!"

It was a steal from Brent from the rear. Before kicking the ball, he first mentioned the sole of Liu Feng's foot and then tripped him to the ground with his left leg.

This time, the referee finally whistled for a foul and drew out a yellow card, finally setting the first mark for West Brom's small moves since the start of the game.

"The attack was spoiled, Arsenal awarded an indirect free kick just after half-time..."

Zhan Jun in the commentary room sighed, and the domestic fans in front of the TV had already blurted out a mouthful of national abuse, but none of these could change the result.

When the ball was driven by Koscielny to the penalty area with all his strength, a group of West Brom players who had been waiting early would check Mark's airtight bag.

Then, as Scharna kicked the falling ball away, the whistle for the end of the first half sounded sharply.

"Shh!!!"

"Okay, the halftime game is over. The two sides are temporarily fighting 1-2. The home team Arsenal is temporarily behind. Let us look forward to the performance of both sides in the second half."

The two sides had a temporary truce, and when both teams entered the player tunnel, highlights from the first half of the two teams began to replay on the screen.

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In the Arsenal locker room, a violent storm was sweeping through the Gunners players. This time Wenger was even more angry than he was in the last game against Sunderland.

"Are you sleepwalking on the field? This is our defense???"

Opening his mouth to get straight to the point, Wenger was very dissatisfied with the team's defense that frequently made mistakes: "Two sides made mistakes one after another. Didn't you hear what I repeatedly emphasized before the game? Get stuck on the opponent's two sides, get stuck!"

In the face of Wenger's accusation, Clichy and Eboue both lowered their heads and dared not speak. It is obvious that they are both guilty of their mistakes.

"Phew, there is still an offense. Is Feng alone on our front line?"

Changing the spearhead, Wenger began to point out the problems in the offense.

"Isn't the opponent's continuous attack from the left and right sides not instructive enough? Pull, move, and if Feng is heavily marked, send the ball to the right!"

"understand!"

As the main transporter of the team's shells, Xiaofa naturally knew who Wenger was speaking to, he nodded and responded quickly without daring to neglect.

"In the second half, don't let me see your clumsy performances anymore, hold on, and then counterattack. I will watch from the sidelines and change players at any time!"

"learn!"

After a series of words, Wenger waved his hand and began to stand on the tactical board to explain the team's adjustments in the second half.

He thought a lot about the solution to West Brom's 442 formation, and finally chose a more conservative approach, moving Alexander Song, one of the three midfielders, to the midfielder position to increase the depth of the team.

And at the same time, Arshavin and Liu Feng continued to move their positions to the side, using the width of the court to widen the opponent's defense.

As for other adjustments, they don't really make much sense. In Wenger's view, the main reason why the team is in a backward situation is that the players are not in good condition. This can only be adjusted by themselves on the field, otherwise they have to make substitutions.

After listening carefully to Wenger's adjustments, the Gunners only had a little time to breathe.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door as expected. As the captain of the team, Xiaofa got up first again and led the team out of the locker room.

During this process, no one made any sound.

"boom!"

When the two teams re-entered the Emirates Stadium from the player tunnel, the huge sound came again.

Compared with the players who have accumulated momentum in silence, the support of the Gunners fans for them will come more directly.

"Arsenal! Arsenal! Boom! Arsenal! Arsenal! Boom!"

The continuous sound of the drum beat everyone's nerves, and it became the drum of the battle that was about to start after the two teams exchanged halftime.

"Shh!!!"

"The good game continues. West Brom took the ball and No. 7 Morrison took the ball. This midfielder had a beautiful world wave goal in the first half."

Zhan Jun's commentary sounded again, and the attention of the fans in front of the TV returned to the game again.

Just as they were looking forward to whether the Gunners could make any big changes in the second half, West Brom's offense made all Arsenal people's faces change.

"Take the ball and go straight across the half court, kick up the pass! There is no hesitation!!!"

As soon as the ball was kicked out, West Brom's two strikers rushed towards Arsenal's half. At this time, the two just became the bridgehead of West Brom's attack.

"Thomas headed the ball forward! The ball appeared behind Alexander Song. Mark Forney quickly jumped in to chase the ball. West Brom started to attack from the beginning!!!"

This speed, this passing time unexpectedly caught people off guard.

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