After the opening, Dortmund started a crazy press in the frontcourt. Arsenal was once trapped in their own half and could only blindly make clearances or pass long balls. The situation was very passive.
Less than 3 minutes into the game, Lewandowski received a pass from Royce from the right in the center of the penalty area, stopped the ball and turned sideways before shooting with his right foot.
Vermaelen was very focused and immediately fell down to block the ball from the baseline.
Dortmund won the first corner kick of the game, but the ball failed to pose any threat.
"Dortmund got a good chance to score shortly after the opening. Royce's pass was just right, and Lewandowski's shot was also very decisive. Fortunately, the Gunners captain blocked it in time..."
Lewand first raised his head and cursed at the sky in annoyance, then turned around and gave Royce a thumbs up.
Arsenal goal kick.
Fabianski drove the ball into midfield, but unexpectedly the ball soon fell to Dortmund's feet.
The football was quickly pushed into the frontcourt. Bvaschkovsky took the ball to the right side of the penalty area and kicked it across the field. Vermaelen fell to the ground decisively again and blocked the ball with a sliding tackle.
Bvaszczykovsky followed up with a follow-up shot, but he hit it too hastily. The ball flew over the lintel and flew out of the bottom line. Arsenal escaped again...
In the 14th minute, Jenkinson made a mistake in passing the ball in the backcourt. Dortmund counterattacked on the spot. Lewandowski once again received Royce's cross and hit the goal with his right foot from 25 meters away. Unfortunately, the angle was too right and the football was blocked by Fabi. Ansky hit the crossbar with one palm.
Immediately afterwards, the right corner kick taken by the Yellow and Black Legion was cleared. Gundogan got the ball in midfield and passed it to the right again. Royce succeeded in countering offside and quickly passed the ball down the bottom.
Bvaszczykovski stepped in front of the goal and fired with his right foot. Mertesacker suddenly rushed up from behind, stretched out his foot and blocked the ball...
In just ten minutes, Arsenal was beaten to the point where they could hardly breathe. They couldn't see the style of double defeating Barcelona in the semi-finals. The Catalans couldn't help but have deep doubts: We really lost. Did you give me such a thing? ? ? Or a score like 8-2? ? ?
"Actually, according to the draw results, Dortmund is the nominal home field for this game. Of course, because this is Wembley Stadium, it is Arsenal who has the most advantageous location and is the real home game, but Dortmund, however, turned against the visitors and made the offensive flourish! This is the Super Hornet created by Klopp!
Of course, they cannot be careless. Arsenal has been able to go so far in the Champions League this season only by relying on the simplest long passes and quick counterattacks. Even though they are playing very passively now, they may only need one chance to take the lead. It is possible that they will become them..."
Wenger was anxious, but he was very calm. He stood quietly on the sidelines. Even if his own goal was about to be breached, he remained motionless, with a calm and calm attitude that said "this little firepower is insignificant".
On the contrary, Klopp was very annoyed with his players for wasting opportunities again and again. He kept dancing and talking, which was in sharp contrast to Wenger.
"This is Wenger and this is Klopp. One seems to be a scholar who governs the country and a Confucian general who leads the army. His chest is thunderous and his face is as flat as a lake. The other is always full of passion and vitality, and there seems to be a sense of joy and hatred in his body. Jianghu atmosphere..."
It is said that the coach's character often determines the team's style. Dortmund's style of play is very similar to Klopp's, and it is always popular. But Arsenal is an exception. Their style of play has always been elegant and easy-going. It's not a good match, but rather a fast and sharp type. Today, it was just hardened into being gentle and elegant.
Lin Yun had already retreated to the midfield, and even once ran to his own half to join in the defense, but even so, Hummels and Subotic still followed him closely, firmly blocking his turn and sprint. route.
At this time, Lin Yun suddenly missed Dajilu.
If he can share the firepower and help with the ball, I should feel much more comfortable playing.
Wenger is obviously aware of this, but looking at the onslaught of Dortmund, no one is sure whether Arsenal will be defeated directly if they have one less defensive player.
In the 19th minute, the yellow and black counterattacked again. Royce broke through Monreal's sliding tackle and hit the goal with his left foot 18 meters away from the left side of the penalty area. The football was saved by Fabianski and missed the left goal post.
Three minutes later, Grosskreutz passed the ball back to the left side of the penalty area from the left baseline. Bender caught the ball and adjusted his right foot to shoot low, but Fabianski, who was possessed by God, pounced...
22 minutes passed, and the shooting ratio between the two sides was a crazy 6-0!
Lineker got a little angry, and Henry, who was the guest commentator, wanted to go into battle right away and kill.
"Where's Wilshere? Where's Walcott? Where's Cazorla? Where's Lin Yun? Where are all our gunners?! I only saw the defense, not the counterattack!"
The congratulatory committee in the CCTV studio also shook his head repeatedly, "Look at Lin Yun. He was almost hugged tightly by Subotic's hands, but the referee didn't say anything. Arsenal's most powerful weapon is like this." Is it blocked?”
In fact, Subotic not only clung to Lin Yun like a wrestling match, but also kept digging and digging on his back, as if he wanted to dig out a big garden on it.
Due to his personality and the bonus of "Mr. Big Scene", Lin Yun is actually quite calm in this situation, but he couldn't help but get a little carried away this time.
He took advantage of Dortmund's corner kick and walked towards the sideline.
Subotic thought he was going to replenish his water, and immediately followed him. Even Hummels stood by and looked like he was going to fight him to the death today.
Unexpectedly, when Lin Yun reached the sidelines, he just stretched out his hand, pulled off his hair tie, and threw it on the bench.
This melon boy was actually influenced by Barty. He thought long hair looked handsome and manly, but when he actually grew it, he realized that it was not the same thing at all. Not only was it troublesome to take care of it in daily life, but it also got in the way during games.
"Sun, I'm going to get my hair cut after this is over..."
When he turned around, he almost bumped into Subotic.
Lin Yun looked at him speechlessly, "What are you doing here?"
Subotic seemed more innocent than him, "Aren't you here to drink water?"
"Is Dortmund that poor? You still want to drink from our water?"
"No, our coach said, I have to follow you wherever you go."
Lin Yun shook his head and decided to give him more strength.
Dortmund's corner kick was taken, and the football landed in front of the goal, causing a moment of chaos before being pushed out by Jenkinson.
Wilshere stopped the ball and turned around, and immediately saw Lin Yun's outstretched finger.
Lin Yun deliberately ran to his own half, because no matter how he rushed here, he was not afraid of offside. He was referring to his own back. Wilshere immediately understood and passed the ball through.
Lin Yun, Subotic and Hummels turned around almost at the same time, but Lin Yun deliberately accumulated strength this time. When he first started, his whole body's strength was not concentrated on his feet, but on his upper body.
Sure enough, as soon as he took the first step, Subotic was all over him.
Lin Yun deliberately sought physical confrontation this time, and immediately hit him hard with his shoulder and knocked him away.
Subotic fell to the ground. Gundogan and Grosskreutz immediately put pressure on the referee, but the referee still stared closely at Lin Yun and Subotic and had no intention of blowing the whistle.
Instead of sitting on the ground and waiting for the referee to do justice to him, Subotic suddenly reached out and grabbed the hem of Lin Yun's jersey.
Lin Yun did not fall backwards, but continued to move forward, directly dragging Subotic forward.
After being pulled by him, Lin Yun failed to catch the ball immediately, and the football rolled forward a few meters.
Subotic sat on the ground, holding Lin Yun's jersey tightly with his right hand. He was dragged forward by Lin Yun for four or five meters.
Lin Yun's jersey has been stretched out of shape, the collar has been severely stretched, and one shoulder has been exposed, but he still did not stop and continued to drag Subotic forward to chase the ball.
Everyone in the audience was stunned, many people even spoke in dialect, and various versions of "Fuck" from all over the world resounded throughout Wembley.
Although Lin Yun now has disheveled hair, coupled with his childish face, he actually has nothing to do with horror, but he exudes the aura of a big devil at the moment.
He is 183 in height and 381 in aura.
As soon as he got the ball, Hummels came to the side in a hurry and fell to the ground to make a sliding tackle without hesitation.
Naturally, Lin Yun had already calculated his share, and instead of moving the ball forward, he lightly stepped on the ball and pulled it back. At the same time, he turned around, twisted his waist hard, and finally got rid of Subotic.
"... Dortmund's corner kick was passed in front of the goal. The Arsenal defender headed the ball to clear the ball. Wilshere went straight to find Lin Yun. Lin Yun had the upper hand in the physical confrontation with Subotic... Huh? Subotic He was knocked to the ground, but he reached out and grabbed Lin Yun's jersey. The referee did not blow the whistle, probably because of the principle of favorable offense... Hummels made a sliding tackle, and Lin Yun made a spin at Marseille! Avoiding Hummels , and also broke away from Subotic!"
"Holy crap! Long hair and shawl, boundless magic power?!"
"I originally thought that the only man with long hair who is still a girl is Brother Haonan, but I was wrong..."
"If nothing else, Arsenal's shirt sponsors are going crazy with this wave of wins."
After getting rid of the two drag bottles, Lin Yun's front was finally clear.
He pushed the ball forward hard and rushed out with all his strength.
Hummels and Subotic immediately got up and chased with all their strength, but they were almost two positions behind and suffered a loss in speed. They could only watch Lin Yun Juechen go away.
Just when everyone thought Lin Yun was about to dribble the ball across the half-court to face the goalkeeper, Royce suddenly caught up with him like a little rocket.
He is the only one in Dortmund who can keep pace with Lin Yun.
Lin Yun also noticed Royce catching up, but he did not slow down and was still running at full speed with the ball.
Royce chased after Lin Yun and hit Lin Yun with his body without thinking about life and death. As you can imagine, the result was that he was almost shaken to pieces.
"no solution anymore……"
Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the penalty area, Royce gritted his teeth suddenly, extended his foot in a chopping motion, and chopped down at Lin Yun.
It's not that he hasn't watched the game between Arsenal and Bayern, and it's not that he doesn't know what happened to Dante who did this, but under this situation, he doesn't have much to do.
Lin Yun felt as if something hit his feet, but he didn't pay attention. He pushed it away and continued to charge forward.
Entering the penalty area, Weidenfeller attacked, and the two were about to meet in the middle of the penalty area.
Lin Yun calmly flicked his left foot, and a brilliant rainbow rose in Dortmund's penalty area...
"...Royce caught up with Lin Yun and stretched out his feet to intercept, but it had no effect. Lin Yun went solo!"
"Weidenfeller attacked and Lin Yun took a shot! The ball went in!!!"
"In the 24th minute of the game, Arsenal finally launched a successful counterattack. Lin Yun almost brought his personal heroism to the extreme. He single-handedly defeated three Dortmund players and scored the ball! Arsenal led 1-0!"
After Lin Yun watched the football go in, he immediately ran to the sidelines. While running, he still turned around and looked at Royce.
With Royce's glass physique, he was really afraid that he just kicked this little rocket apart...
Fortunately, Royce was not seriously injured. He had already stood up and was looking at him with a depressed expression.
"Another injury! But Royce didn't break his leg. It's unscientific!"
"It's so miserable for Subotica. This is a hellish situation that will last a lifetime."
"The moment Lin Yun untied his belt, I knew things were not simple."
"This mud horse is too violent..."
Lin Yun ran to the sidelines, sat down, crossed his legs, held orchid fingers with both hands, and quietly celebrated his final goal.
The entire Wembley Stadium felt like a bomb had been detonated, with all kinds of screams and cheers coming at the same time.
In countless streets, alleys, bars, squares and schools in London, there were also loud cheers.
Although Henry and Lineker kept talking and talking about each other, they had actually looked at each other many times and felt speechless in their hearts.
They are all forwards, so they naturally know how frantic defenders can be in that state.
If they were replaced, they would probably be able to escape through movement and speed, but with such a desperate and shameless stalking, this attack would most likely be GG.
But Lin Yun... is so damn wild!
Harland, who was watching the game with his father and brother in the stands, calmly untied his hair tie and let his blond hair fall down...
Facing his brother's teasing gaze, he said without blushing, "A real man should grow his hair long!"
Rooney in the stands on the other side, like the surrounding spectators, let out strange screams when Subotic was dragged away.
The voice was actually mocking the shamelessness of the Dortmund defender, but the tone and meaning inside it quickly turned into an incredible exclamation.
Xiaopang and Gerald clicked their tongues and shook their heads almost at the same time.
Both of them think that they are the boss of the national team, but now they suddenly feel that this position is a bit hot...
I heard there are animated pictures... I'm still writing the second chapter, maybe later.
(End of chapter)
