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Chapter 965 Trusting Eyes

When Bale threw off Koscielny, the entire Emirates Stadium was only left with the voices of Tottenham fans.

And when he took the ball to Fabianski, and after another scalp-numbing dunk the next moment, some Gunners fans closed their eyes in despair.

"Fabianski didn't touch the ball, pass it!!!"

Zhan Jun's voice was already a little hoarse. He watched the player who really looked like a great sage coming to the empty door alone, and his heart kept trembling.

"Easy push the ball to break the goal, the ball is in!"

"boom!!!"

When Bell, who pushed the ball into the goal, turned around to face the away stands with a smile, cheers like huge waves rushed over.

The Tottenham fans went completely crazy at the Emirates Stadium, leaving only bitter Arsenal fans.

"Squillac, who was newly introduced in this defense, failed to make up the defense in time, which is one of the main reasons for losing the ball. Of course, Bell's unimaginable speed is indeed not something that ordinary defensive players can keep up with."

Zhan Jun analyzed the goal after the Tottenham team started to celebrate wildly. In his opinion, every goal on the football field should be traceable.

But sometimes, for some super players, some unreasonable goals are indeed beyond the reach of ordinary players.

"It is the birth of another super genius. This player will definitely occupy a firm place in football in the future. His talent can already make him domineering in football."

In fact, Zhan Jun, who has been explaining the Premier League before, has not paid attention to Bell's strength, but at that time Bell played more as a full-back.

It wasn't until this season that Gareth Bale, who was promoted from the defender position to the full-back, fully realized his talent.

Having a big killer on the side like Bell is definitely a big improvement for Tottenham's offense.

"Raise your focus!"

On the sidelines, even Wenger didn't know what to say at the moment.

With less than 3 minutes left in the first half, Arsenal seemed to have no other way but to eat this extremely morale-destroying bitter pill.

When the game restarted, the Gunner who took the ball still made an attempt to attack forward.

After kick-off, the ball was kicked from Cesc Fabregas to Liu Feng's feet. Liu Feng, who took the ball and passed Lennon and Huddlestone in a row, also caused a wave of Gunners fans.

Unfortunately, due to the subsequent deployment of the opponent's bus-like defense, Liu Feng, who continued to advance, failed to kill the area suitable for long-range shots.

After several passes with Xiaofa and Bendtner but still not getting in, Liu Feng chose to hit the goal forcibly at the last second of the first half.

"The ball went through the sky and went straight to the goal, Gomez! Flip the ball over the crossbar."

"Shh!!!"

With Zhan Jun's slightly regretful voice and the referee's whistle sounding simultaneously, halftime ended, but Arsenal still failed to pull back the score.

Walking into the locker room with a score of 0-1 at home, this time, the atmosphere of the Gunners was obviously not as good as in previous games.

For Wenger's arrangement, the players on the field have done a good job, and it is this feeling that they have tried their best but still can't prevent the ball from being conceded, which makes the players a little autistic.

The professor who walked into the locker room was obviously aware of this, and he chose to comfort the players first, contrary to the previous attitude that the team must train people when they fall behind.

"You played well in the first half, maybe it's just a little lack of defensive cooperation."

Clapping his hands to attract the attention of the players, Wenger's expression was very gentle: "Besides, you also did a good job in offense, but you just lacked some luck."

"But coach, we're behind."

Walcott took the lead and shook his head a little frustrated: "I have tried my best to chase that guy. He is not only fast, but also very strong."

"I know, so that's what I'm going to emphasize to you guys in the second half, we need to make some adjustments."

Nodding his head, Wenger did not continue to discuss this issue, but instead focused the players' attention on the tactical board at hand.

"In the second half, Song's position was transferred to the midfielder. Your duty is to quickly form the second line of defense after the two sides are broken by the opponent."

"understand!"

"In addition, the two sides also need to recover a little bit. I need our formation to be more compact, so as not to give the opponent a chance to get in place when counterattacking."

"Good coach."

"Enn, I hope you don't forget whose home this is. Conceding a goal is far from disappointing the fans."

Looking up at the players, Wenger paused: "Dignity needs to be maintained by yourself. I believe in you, the fans also believe in you, and you should also believe in yourself."

"Understand BOOS!"

"Okay, hurry up and rest now, I'll be waiting for your performance in the second half."

Being at home, the whole Arsenal team has its own bonuses, and everyone feels the heavy responsibility on their shoulders without Wenger being too stimulating.

Listening to the cheers that could be faintly heard through the walls, at least in front of their own doors, the Gunners had no willingness to accept defeat at all.

"Feng, in the second half, I will concentrate the main delivery points in the middle. You are always ready to receive the pass from Mark and Bendtner."

"it is good."

Fabregas was not idle during the rest time. He immediately found Liu Feng, who cooperated very well with him this season, to discuss it.

"Try to hit the goal, no one will accuse you of wasting opportunities, we need to equalize the score as soon as possible."

Looking at the trusting eyes of Fabregas and the two forward teammates around him, Liu Feng, who wanted to say more, swallowed all the words and nodded solemnly.

"no problem."

……

The short intermission time can only be regarded as allowing the players to breathe a sigh of relief. Soon after the knock on the door sounded again, the team captain Xiaofa got up and rushed out of the door.

"Arsenal must win!"

"Roar!"

Roaring to cheer themselves up, the Gunners walked out of the player tunnel with the momentum to get back the score.

As for the Tottenham players around them, they did not show the slightest intention to relax. Obviously, the old Redknapp also repeatedly emphasized in the locker room that the enemy should not be underestimated.

"The two teams have returned to the court. The two sides exchanged half-court and re-established their positions. The game will begin immediately."

At the end of the commercial, Zhan Jun's figure and picture appeared on the screen one after another, and then the picture of the two teams facing each other appeared.

"Shh!!!"

With the whistle of the referee, this north London derby, which has affected countless people, kicked off again.

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