Going into the halftime break with a score of 1-2, it was a little hard for the home fans to accept.
But seeing Van Persie's goals replayed over and over again on the big screen, the Gunners fans cheered up.
At the very least, our goal is the most beautiful!
It has to be said that Van Persie is truly the first person in history and in the world to score a volley. Even Zhan Jun and Huang Jianxiang couldn't help but marvel when they saw Van Persie stretching his body in the air.
"Arsenal still has talented people!"
"Yes, for the Gunners, there is more than just gun king Henry." Zhan Jun echoed, "At critical moments, there are still players who can stand up and carry the Gunners' banner."
The two discussed Van Persie's goal again, and Zhan Jun asked slowly: "Coach Huang, what do you think of the second half of the game?"
Huang Jianxiang is a senior football commentator. He can not only make corresponding judgments based on the formations, lineups and on-field situations of both sides, but also combine the grievances between the two teams and the atmosphere of the scene to guess the strategies of the head coaches of both sides in the second half.
"Arsenal will never give up." Huang Jianxiang said, standing on the side of the Gunners. "Van Persie's goal has proved that Tottenham's defense is not monolithic. After all, this is at the Gunners' home court. At this stage, Arsenal is in the league again. If we are so behind, we will not miss this opportunity to knock Tottenham off the first tier."
"So I predict that Arsenal will definitely strengthen their attack in the second half and score goals."
"Director Huang's thoughts coincide with mine." Zhan Jun nodded. He who is familiar with the Premier League naturally knows that the Gunners will never give up at home. "What about Director Huang watching Tottenham? Will Tottenham set up a bus? Defend this score to the end. You know, Tottenham Hotspur has not won at the opponent's home court for a long time."
"Definitely not!" Huang Jianxiang slammed the table and said a point of view that surprised all fans, "Even though Tottenham are leading now, I am sure that Tottenham's offense in the second half will never be weaker than the Gunners. The two teams It will be a wonderful fight.”
"Why is this?" Zhan Jun said with admiration.
"One of the reasons is that this is the Emirates Stadium, the home of Arsenal. If Tottenham give up attacking, it will be equivalent to handing over the initiative. There is Henry in the front, Cesc Fabregas and Robin van Persie in the back. Such a gunner will face any opponent. Any opponent can break through it.”
"So for Tottenham, to hold on is to give up the game."
"The second reason is also very simple. This is a fierce North London derby. Players and fans from both sides will not allow their players to passively defend in the half. Even though Tottenham's overall strength is slightly inferior to the Gunners, in the derby There are no weaklings in battle, only cowards who shrink from battle."
Hearing Huang Jianxiang's analysis, Zhan Jun nodded. Although he felt that it was more rational for Tottenham to stick to the score, he subconsciously ignored the atmosphere at the scene and the grievances between the two teams.
"The third point is that Tottenham is not a defensive team this season." After Huang Jianxiang finished speaking, he slowly took a sip of boiled water.
"Why do you say that?" Even Zhan Jun is a little strange about this. Wang Xiaodong is obviously a very good defensive midfielder. Tottenham bought him to stabilize the defense. Why do you say Tottenham is not a defensive team?
"Because of age." Huang Jianxiang mentioned a point that many people did not pay attention to.
"Both teams are relatively young teams in the Premier League today."
"Arsenal's average age is 23.8, and Tottenham's average age is only 22.3. Now both teams are almost supported by young people."
"In such an atmosphere, even if the head coach asks the players to defend, with the passion of young people, they will definitely not be able to help but rush out to attack."
"So I am sure Tottenham will not hold on in the second half and may even score a goal."
"In other words, Director Huang believes that both sides will choose to attack in the second half and produce at least two goals?" Zhan Jun summarized.
"That's right!" Huang Jianxiang worked hard behind the scenes for this explanation. He even called Wang Xiaodong across the ocean to ask his opinion on the game.
view?
What can you say?
Fuck Arsenal to death!
...
Sure enough, at the beginning of the second half, Tottenham, who had been scored by an extraordinary goal, went out of their way and seemed to want to regain some face and launched a fierce attack into the Gunners penalty area.
Wenger had long expected that his opponent would not give up.
This is a North London derby, there is no such thing as sticking to it.
It’s true that you have the Bei Dong combination, we have Robin van Persie, gun king Henry, and the little tiger Walcott warming up on the sidelines.
What are you using to fight me?
But just because of this idea, the shooter almost suffered a big loss.
Wang Xiaodong forced Cesc Fabregas to win the header. Faced with the pull of Gilberto Silva, he used the power of turning around to shake off the Brazilian's arm.
The painful Brazilian looked at his arm again, only a bright red blood mark was left on it.
"This kid is so timid!"
Freed from the restraints, Wang Xiaodong stepped forward and made a decisive pass.
Lennon, the electric mouse, suddenly got into the empty space of the Gunners' defense. After receiving the ball, he passed the ball without stopping. Berba's header in the middle was rushed to the top, but Lehmann jumped with quick reaction.
Seeing this, the professor began to mobilize his troops.
In the 53rd analysis, Baptista, who was traded from Real Madrid, replaced Rosicky, who was invisible throughout the game. In the name of Baptista orc, he confronted Wang Xiaodong head-on.
Do you think our team members can only do embroidery?
Let you see how tough the shooter is!
The effect of the substitution was immediate, and the Gunners' midfield control immediately rose to a new level. Baptista's strong body could even lean on Wang Xiaodong, and Arsenal, which gradually stabilized its position, began to seek an equalizer.
Such an intense and exciting confrontation is exactly what fans want to see most!
Wang Xiaodong rushed left and right in the midfield, leading the charge and helping the team bear the defensive pressure.
Martin Joel saw this and decisively replaced Davis on the field.
With the help of wild boar, Tottenham has the most energetic midfielder in Europe.
In the 63rd minute, most players from both sides walked into the Tottenham penalty area.
Looking at Cesc Fabregas who also came in to join in the fun, Wang Xiaodong put on a look of disdain.
Who gave you the courage to come in?
Are you here to find your mother (Fabregas has an Oedipus complex)?
Get out!
Everyone here is your dad!
The Gunners players are also very puzzled. Who gave you the courage?
At this moment, Ljungberg broke through on the right. After several consecutive fake moves, he swayed slightly and made a cross with all his strength, hitting the ball into the sky above Tottenham's penalty area.
Henry, Van Persie and others were already ready to grab the ball as usual, and Wang Xiaodong showed no sign of weakness, roaring and running towards the spot where the ball landed.
"Bald head, do you still want to die?"
Looking at Senderos rushing towards him, Wang Xiaodong shouted loudly.
This roar reminded the Swiss bald man of the tragic situation of being dominated by Wang Xiaodong in the bar.
That's a fierce man who can break his entire arm into the wrong ring!
If you collide with him, you may not be injured!
Recalling several months of adjustment and training, the Gunners defender, who was hailed as Campbell's successor, finally slowed down and softened.
Looking at Senderos who flinched at the last second, the professor on the sidelines sighed slightly.
It’s not that I don’t give you a chance, it’s that you don’t fight for it yourself!
Facing Chelsea and being suppressed by Drogba, facing Tottenham and being timid in front of Wang Xiaodong, which team dares to focus on cultivating a defender like you?
Wang Xiaodong, who jumped high, rushed towards Senderos without reservation. Seeing that the Swiss bald head just slightly tiptoed at the last moment, Wang Xiaodong bent his knees and put his calf directly on Senderos' shoulders.
Boy, are you playing dirty with me?
You're still a little short of that!
Wang Xiaodong flicked the ball in the air, then pressed Senderos's shoulder with his calf and fell to the ground.
Originally, the opponent wanted to avoid Wang Xiaodong at the moment of hedging, and then make his center of gravity unstable and fall directly from the air to the ground.
But Wang Xiaodong pressed down with his calf and pinned the Swiss bald head directly under him.
"Crack!"
Senderos only heard a moan coming from his shoulder bones. He fell to the ground and did not dare to move, for fear that his bones would be crushed by Wang Xiaodong.
However, Wang Xiaodong didn't care about the "meat pad" under him, and quickly got up and rushed towards the spot where the ball landed outside the penalty area.
However, Baptista, who had just been replaced at this time, had already adjusted well. The orc who rushed to the ball landed on one foot, slanted his body and swung his right leg, and swung the ball hard towards the ball that had just hit the ground.
"Do you still want to ejaculate?"
"dream!"
Wang Xiaodong gritted his teeth, picked up his right foot decisively, and kicked the ball from the opposite direction of the orc.
boom! ! ! ! !
A vibration resounded throughout the world.
The ball, which was sandwiched between his two right feet, let out a scream and spun to the side.
Davis, who was next to Wang Xiaodong, subconsciously chased the ball, but before taking two steps, he raised his right hand to signal the referee to look at the ball.
The camera zoomed in, and the football image in the lens turned into twins. The two small balls were close together, like two sarcomas.
"Beep!"
When the referee's whistle sounded, he ran over to pick up the football with its inner liner kicked out, and threw it out of the field.
It wasn't until the punctured ball fell into the ball boy's hands that the fans in the stands finally reacted.
"Oh my god? What kind of power is that?"
