"What the hell are the people at Arsenal doing?"
"Why is the human wall moving around?"
After seeing it clearly, even the commentator was confused.
"Is this a new defensive strategy?"
"Or do you want to deliberately confuse Dong and interfere with his shooting rhythm?"
"Fake! A bunch of cowards!"
Only Almunia in front of the door knows best that these guys are scared!
Who wants to be a target? !
Ever since Wang Xiaodong revealed his long-range shot, not only Almunia has remembered it, but even the Gunners' defenders have lingering fears.
Good guy, that look on your face before was not for me!
In total, you are also scared out of your wits?
Almunia complained mentally, but after all, he was just a substitute goalkeeper and did not have the same prestige as Lehmann.
The wall of people moved to the left and to the right, making it difficult to stand still.
The referee was also anxious and blew his whistle several times to signal the gunners to quickly set up the wall.
In desperation, four unlucky guys had no choice but to stand out from the crowd and stand in a row of extremely sparse human walls.
Under normal circumstances, the defense would like to form a wall that completely blocks the free throw shooter's view.
But now, Wang Xiaodong could see Almunia's livid face through the cracks in the wall.
Even under Wang Xiao's gaze, these four people slowly retreated.
The referee looked at it and didn't say much.
It only restricts players from being too close, but it doesn’t say they can’t stand too far away!
After glancing at Wang Xiaodong, who was already impatient, the referee blew his whistle.
After receiving the referee's "permission", Wang Xiaodong showed a "devil" smile on his face.
He stretched out his fingers and touched the four people in front of him one by one, as if he was choosing which unlucky guy to kick.
After counting them one by one, facing the frightened eyes of his opponents, Wang Xiaodong made a quick decision, opened his legs and rushed forward.
One step, two steps, three steps...
After three steps, Wang Xiaodong firmly grasped the ground with his left foot, and quickly dropped his right foot from a high place, hitting the ball directly behind.
Since you left a gap for me, don't blame me for "inserting needles".
With a whoosh, the ball went straight to the middle of the wall.
As if rehearsed in advance, seeing such a fierce incoming ball, the two players standing in the middle subconsciously jumped up and separated their bodies to both sides.
The wall was like a sea wave that had been cut open, and the ball flew straight to the goal through the cracked gap.
Almunia opened her eyes wide, and her pupils froze at this moment.
He thought that this sparse human wall might not be able to block Wang Xiaodong's explosive shots, but he never thought that it would be so vulnerable.
More than just vulnerable?
Teemo didn't even have any effect!
In the blink of an eye, the ball flew right in front of him without any rotation.
Almunia stretched out his hand this time because he knew the ball wouldn't hit his arm at all.
Whoosh!
The young Spaniard felt a black shadow brush against his temples and fly into the goal. The next second, he felt a burning pain at the tip of his ear.
Wow ho ho ho ho! ! !
Another roar came from the visiting team's stands. Only at this moment could the more than a thousand away fans shout louder than the home team.
"Damn it!"
"I lost the ball again!"
Almunia opened his eyes, but he didn't have the courage to look back.
But the ball that hit the net somehow bounced back and hit Almunia's ankle.
The Spaniard's feet softened, he sighed, leaned down, and forced himself to accept this reality.
You said that you don't even dare to line up a human wall, you don't even dare to block the holes of gunshots...
I'm just a backup goalkeeper!
What else do you want me to do?
Wang Xiaodong, who scored twice, ran excitedly to another corner area, where another trembling corner flagpole was waiting for him.
"Hahahahahahaha~~~"
"see it?"
"This is strength!"
"Do you understand the strength?"
Wang Xiaodong celebrated unscrupulously, and the gun fans gritted their teeth, but there was nothing they could do.
In a few days, it will be a life-and-death league battle with Manchester United. If the Gunners, who are ranked sixth, still want to have hope for the championship, they must win this game.
Otherwise, the professor can only set his goal for this season on the Champions League.
Poor League Cup, we can only make do with it.
Looking at the tortured corner flagpole, and watching the replay of Wang Xiaodong's goal above his head.
Suddenly an attentive fan pointed at the screen and shouted: "Oh, Farke!"
"That cowardly guy actually closed his eyes!"
The fans welcomed the news, and sure enough, when the ball on the screen flew to Almunia, his eyes were closed.
This moment can be regarded as arousing the anger of the fans, and also allowed these fans who had nowhere to vent their emotions to find a point to vent their emotions.
"You cowardly Spanish bastard, you gave that guy two goals!"
"Yes, if it weren't for your pitiful courage, it would still be a draw now!"
"Why do you still have the nerve to stand in front of the door? Damn it, if I were you, I'd love to find a crack in the ground and crawl in!"
For a time, all the gun fans turned their contradictions to Almunia, who was guarding the goal.
If the person standing in front of the goal was Lehmann, his main goalkeeper, how could that arrogant cockscomb have such a chance to mock himself?
Faced with overwhelming accusations, Almunia was also mute and unable to express his sufferings.
Didn’t I just blink?
As for being criticized so much?
If you want to blame, why not blame Song who committed the foul? Why not blame the opponent's wall for avoiding him at the moment of taking off?
I'm just a substitute goalkeeper!
I'm just an ordinary substitute goalkeeper!
Who knew the ball was so fast, flying over in the blink of an eye.
And didn’t you see it?
The ball was flying toward my head.
You can't let me use my head to block it, right?
What do you think is in my head?
Made of iron?
It’s not like you didn’t see Dong’s shot.
In front of it, my head might be worse than a watermelon!
No matter how much gun fans don't want to accept reality, the score on the scoreboard cannot let them lie to themselves.
That's right, the Gunners fell behind, by more than one goal!
In the stands, Emma, who was dressed in disguise, held her cheek, and she felt her heart beating very fast.
"Honey, your winter has scored again!" After cheering, Vivian put her arms around the little witch's neck and blew the fragrance into her ears.
"Go away, he's not mine!" the little witch blushed.
"Haha, that night he told me personally that you are his GF!"
As soon as she heard this, the little witch remembered the exchange of words on Halloween night.
But as I thought about it, I didn't get angry anywhere.
"My BF wouldn't have such a low hairstyle! I really don't know what he thinks, wuwuwu...it just ruins your outlook!"
The little witch is a typical creature that looks at faces.
Her love for Wang Xiaodong started from her appearance, but now that Wang Xiaodong has such a nondescript cockscomb hair, all the good things about Wang Xiaodong in her heart have disappeared.
"Haha, I think it's nothing! It's red and quite cute!" Vivian licked the corner of her mouth and suddenly whispered, "Honey, if you don't want it, give it to me. I haven't tasted what a boy is. What a taste!”
"You!!! You are not allowed to pay attention to Dong!"
The little witch was instantly furious and immediately declared her sovereignty to Wang Xiaodong: "Without my permission, you...you are not allowed to touch him!"
