Becoming a football god from Arsenal

Chapter 120 This year! In the prime of life! Give yourself the best birthday gift!

"The ball goes in! Van Persie easily scores a goal from the middle!"

In the broadcasting room, Shen Fangjian raised his voice but kept his throat low, trying to let the audience in front of the TV feel the passion of the scene at the moment, "The one who gave him the assist was No. 31 Maher who just came back from loan!

"I just said that if Bayern Munich plays too aggressively, it will easily leave a lot of space for Mahel in the backcourt, which is very troublesome!

"Rafinha had no way to stop him, and Badstuber couldn't provide effective protection! His speed was too violent, much faster than Arshavin who had stood in this position before!

"This is no longer like a fast horse on the wing, but more like a supercar on the wing! He disrupted Bayern Munich's defense in the simplest way!

"There's another Arsenal superstar sitting on the bench, Theo Walcott. I'm curious, how does Maher's speed compare to Walcott's?"

After saying that, Shen Fangjian smiled and looked towards the fans’ stands in the stadium, capturing the excitement and surprise of the domestic Arsenal fans at the moment.

He breathed a sigh of relief. He was more or less worried before the game, fearing that the two European giants would not play hard and would just run around casually to fool the fans.

If the scene is ugly, then those fans who have traveled all the way here will come with hope and leave with disappointment and grievance.

Now looking at it, no!
The scene was still very exciting, especially the young talent on the Arsenal wing, who showed great fighting spirit and fighting spirit right from the start and brought a wonderful performance to the fans.

In the stands, in front of Zone C, Lin Youliang was waving the Arsenal flag with a red face. He was extremely excited, but he had to finish his job first.

"Youliang! Youliang!!"

Zhou Yi rushed down from the stands, jumped onto his back, wrapped his arms tightly around his body, and subconsciously pinched somewhere twice.

Lin Youliang dodged immediately and found that this was a person who had no sense of propriety. However, in this mood, it was impossible for a person to get angry. He turned around and looked at him with a smile.

“The post I wrote was correct!”

Zhou Yi was very enthusiastic, eager to prove himself, "He will be the new Henry of Arsenal, even better than Henry. He also has top shooting ability, which has not been shown yet.

"The speed he just used is not even his biggest advantage! He still has many killer moves!"

Lin Youliang didn't know what to say this time, he just nodded heavily to confirm this statement.

"Wom!"

On the pitch, the roars that covered the entire field continued for a long time. The atmosphere in the Workers' Stadium reached its peak at this moment. Many Arsenal fans celebrating with joy could be seen in every stand.

Maher stood on the wing, listening to the deafening sound, with a crazy smile on his face and his arms spread towards the sky.

"Come on!" He clenched his fists and shouted at the Dutch striker who was running towards him with a crazy look on his face.

Looking at Van Persie's excited face and then at the Arsenal jersey on him, Maher also noticed the Arsenal logo on his chest out of the corner of his eye, which gave him a very strong sense of shock at the moment.

This is not the Championship, and the players he is working with are no longer British players Evans and Bolodanovic, but one of the best forwards in Europe!

They worked together to score a goal for Arsenal!
Moreover, they are facing Bayern Munich, one of the top European clubs, and a number of top superstars!
He could see the backs of Rafinha and Badstuber looking up to the sky and rolling their eyes, and he could see the German captain Lahm hunching over and clapping his hands with a helpless look on his face, trying to encourage his teammates.

You can also see other Bayern midfielders chasing back to the penalty area. After seeing the ball enter the net, they turn around mechanically and walk towards the center circle.

Goalkeeper Neuer was still very young at that time. He had just transferred to Bayern and did not dare to express his dissatisfaction to the defenders after losing the ball. He just picked up the ball silently and threw it to the center circle.

This scene, like a painting, unfolded before his eyes, making him wonder if he was dreaming again.

But listening to the cheers around you and feeling the humid atmosphere in the air, everything seems so real and true.

He is actually standing on this side line, is one of the characters in this picture, and is one of the protagonists at this moment.

"Mael!"

Van Persie finally ran over, put his arm around Maher's shoulders, and rushed to the edge of the court with Maher to celebrate.

The two men separated immediately, slid down on their knees along the grass of the Workers' Stadium, roaring, and after they stood up, their excitement still not dissipated, they hugged each other again and sighed in high spirits.

“Shocking!”

Van Persie patted the young player on the back, feeling hopeful, and said: "I'm waiting for you to give me such assists in the Premier League and the Champions League. We'll work together to score 20 goals!"

"Come on!" Maher high-fived him excitedly, turned around and looked at the coaching area on the sidelines, wanting to wave to Wenger.

However, he didn't expect that they were also busy celebrating and had no time to pay attention to him.

"Oh!" Philip ran out from the coaching booth, holding his head and widening his eyes. "Are you kidding me?!"

He came behind Wenger and wanted to jump on his back, but saw that the latter seemed to be just calmly high-fiving and hugging the people around him, with no intention of celebrating.

Just when he couldn't figure out Wenger's mood at the moment, Wenger turned around and looked him in the eye.

Philip could guarantee that he had not seen this expression for a long, long time. Mr. Wenger's wrinkled face revealed a vitality and rebelliousness that should not belong to his age, as if he had returned to when he first came here more than ten years ago.

Wenger raised his head slightly, his smiling lips trembling slightly: "So it seems that fate has been kind to me."

"I cannot agree with that."

Philip smiled and shook his head, then he spread his arms and rushed forward, "But his outstanding effect is too obvious! It's too obvious!"

The two hugged each other, and Philip almost threw Wenger to the ground, but they didn't care and just laughed and celebrated.

Behind them, Tsar Arshavin supported himself on the bench with both hands, a sense of crisis emerging on his childish face. He could feel that the main position of left winger was slipping away from him.

"Arshavin."

Walcott sat next to him and turned his head with a smile: "A strong opponent is coming. Will this make you give up drinking?"

Arshavin did not answer him, but just stared blankly at Maher's back on the field, calculating in his mind his chances of winning the competition with Maher.

On the other side, in front of the Bayern Munich coaching bench.

There was silence here. Head coach Heynckes stood at the side of the field, very close to where Maher had just broken through.

He watched Mahel's magnificent solo performance in the attack up close and even felt the breeze as he rushed past him.

"Badstübel!"

He raised his head and shouted, and when the other party turned around, he said, "You need to stay closer to Rafinha, beware of his charge, and provide effective protection for Rafinha, do you understand?"

Seeing Badstuber nod, Heynckes called Rafinha to his side and said, "Defense is not your strong point. Don't let him suppress you. You have to attack like crazy and press them in their half.

"Force him to keep chasing back, expending his energy while staying away from our goal, okay?"

Rafinha nodded slightly, turned around and rushed back onto the court to his own position.

He inadvertently made eye contact with Badstuber, and both of them looked a little frustrated and embarrassed, obviously remembering what he had just said.

You will die if you try it. Young people nowadays are really amazing. Their explosive speed shows that they are born to play football.

"Beep!!"

The referee blew the whistle to restart the game. Rafinha put other thoughts behind him and ran to the front court, ready to follow the coach's instructions and make good use of his talent in the offense.

Badstuber now wandered to a defensive position further to the left, leaning behind Maher.

At a certain moment, he felt that this was not bad. At least he could hold off Mahel and prevent him from turning around and speeding up quickly.

"Bayern's threatening attack!

"Thomas Muller got the ball. His advantages in all aspects are not obvious, but he is very balanced and rarely loses the ball!

"He didn't find a good chance, the long pass was passed, and now the one who got the ball was Robben, who was left with a lifelong injury in last year's World Cup."

On the field, Robben's golden left foot touched the football at a very fast frequency. His shaking movements were mostly wide and open, occasionally exaggerated, without any fine techniques or changes of direction.

Because he is also very fast!
"Bang!" After making a fake move of passing the ball forward, Robben suddenly cut the ball to the middle position. Gibbs who was defending him was obviously struggling and was thrown away in two steps.

"Robben!" Center forward Gomez faced Vermaelen with his back, reached out to him for the ball, and was ready to support him.

Robben took a look at the situation on the field and saw that Muller at the far end had already started, so he kicked the ball to Gomez.

"Snap." Gomez did not stop the ball after receiving it. He turned his back and used the outside of his foot to rub the ball towards the ribs behind him.

There, Muller made a high-speed run and dribbled the ball into the penalty area with a serious and calm look on his face.

The third man moves!
The little tactic worked!

"Oh!"

Muller pushed the ball towards the far corner of the goal with a cool posture, but was hit from the side by Sagna who was chasing him at the moment of shooting.

The football bounced towards the far corner of the goal, but slipped past the goal about 10 centimeters away.

"Ah!" The Bayern fans at the scene held their heads in disbelief.

Muller was supporting himself on one foot when he shot, but was hit by Sagna and fell into the penalty area. As he fell, he saw the ball go wide.

He rolled forward and got up due to the inertia of falling to the ground. He didn't feel too much regret. He looked at his teammates with a silly smile and shook his head to express his apology.

This year, they are in their prime.

“Alexander Song has the ball!

"He was heading towards the middle, trying to advance quickly, and Rosicky came back to meet him. Rosicky, a beautiful turn! The Czech midfielder has excellent footwork, but he is often troubled by injuries."

In the midfield, Rosicky used a beautiful heel kick to get past Toni Kroos who was rushing to steal the ball, and he dribbled the ball towards the Bayern Munich backcourt.

After Gustavo caught up, he passed the ball to Ramsey on the right, who then passed it to Gervinho on the right.

Gervinho rushed towards Lahm with the ball. This time he adjusted his mentality and was excited to compete with the Bayern captain.

"Cha!" Unexpectedly, just after he changed direction and dribbled to the bottom line, Ram quickly followed up and intercepted the ball with a clean sliding tackle, and then hooked his toes to bring the ball back to his feet.

Lahm quickly stood up, controlled the ball and rushed towards Arsenal's midfield. After two steps, he passed the ball straight to Muller on the wing.

"I've been waiting for you!"

But Arsenal full-back Sagna predicted his intention and cut off the ball with a kick. The Bayern players who were charging forward suddenly stopped and retreated to organize their defense. Sagna passed the ball to Alexander Song in the middle, who made a long pass to Mahel.

"Oh!"

The ball was too high and was smashed towards the front court by Badstuber who was standing behind Maher, and Robben controlled the ball at the second point.

Attack and defense change again!

The pace is fast!

The Arsenal players who were rushing forward suddenly braked and all moved towards their own left side, compressing Robben's space to hold the ball.

"Robben! Robben!"

Rafinha, who had been attacking for a while, found an opportunity and rushed to the bottom line from the outside of Robben.

Thanks to his insertion, Bayern Munich briefly created a two-on-two balance on the right. With Robben attracting firepower, this was no different from Rafinha being one-on-zero.

"Bang." Robben cut inside and took away two defensive players, then kicked the ball to him.

When Rafinha received the ball, there was no one within a three-meter radius. He easily carried the ball directly to the penalty area and passed the ball towards the inverted triangle position.

"Bang!!"

Schweinsteiger, who followed up, did not waste the opportunity this time. He pushed the ball into the upper corner of the goal with a powerful shot and scored a goal!
One to one!

Bayern Munich equalized the score!

"Oh!" This time it was the turn of the Bayern fans at the scene to shout. They had just been suppressed by the Arsenal fans for a long time and had been holding back their energy.

Schweinsteiger was also very happy after scoring the goal. He shouted and ran to the wing to celebrate. He ran together with the team's left winger Muller. The two looked at each other with bright eyes and roared. After reaching the wing, they jumped high and waved their fists.

In the 40th minute of the game, Wenger replaced left midfielder Rosicky with Frimpong, officially placing a sweeping defensive midfielder behind Mahel.

Even though unlimited substitutions are allowed in friendly matches, the fact that adjustments were made at this point in time is enough to show that Arsenal were under great defensive pressure during this period.

The defense on the left was really bad. This area was attacked and suppressed by Robben and Rafinha in turn.

The football basically cannot reach Maher's feet, so his advantage in explosive points cannot be brought into play.

In addition, Wenger has long wanted to use a defensive midfielder with Maher, so it would be better to grit his teeth and sacrifice some midfield control to test the feasibility of this tactic in this strong dialogue.

"Crack!"

After Frimpong came on, the pressure on the left was obviously relieved. He was very tough in physical confrontation, covered a wide range, and ran up and down to do the dirty work for Arsenal.

In the 43rd minute of the game, he tackled Rafinha's ball during a defense, stood up and kicked the ball to Mahel who was not far away from him.

Bayern center back Badstuber stood behind Maher and didn't want Maher to complete the turn. He wanted to use his physical advantage to force the opponent to pass the ball back.

This is a somewhat risky choice because once Maher completes the turn, there will be no defensive players on the right side of their backcourt.

Maher received the ball under the pressure of Badstuber. He first controlled the ball under his feet and slowly turned towards the sideline.

"Bang!" After seeing the gap on one side of the sideline, he did not hesitate, kicked the ball to the empty backcourt, and ran towards the football.

Badstuber didn't expect that Maher would dare to dribble the ball at this time. He lowered his center of gravity and moved sideways to block Maher's route to advance on the sideline, trying to pin him to the side.

The ball failed to pass!
"Bang!" The two bodies collided violently the next moment, and the players who were closer heard the muffled sound of bones and flesh colliding.

Badstuber quickly felt a huge force coming from his shoulder and penetrating into his body, shaking his internal organs violently and causing an urge to vomit.

His feet could no longer feel the ground, but his body immediately felt the gravity of the ground.

"Bang!" The 189cm tall German defender fell to the ground, his face full of astonishment. His ability to confront opponents is definitely one of the best in Bayern's lineup.

Even though I underestimated my enemy and didn't use my full strength just now, I still used 70% to 80% of my strength, but I ended up being knocked away?
Without time to be shocked, he immediately stood up with his hands on the ground and chased after Mael with his body almost in a stitch in the side.

"Bang bang bang!"

Maher rushed towards Bayern Munich's backcourt with the ball at high speed. After seeing that there were only two defenders and a chasing midfielder in front of him, he decisively rushed to the middle position.

The next person to appear in front of him was Boateng, the main defender of the German national team and a very strong player.

Maher moved the ball towards the inside position, then dribbled it hard towards the outside position and rushed up quickly, trying to shake off Boateng's defense in this simple way.

Unexpectedly, Boateng had anticipated this and followed him. His first few steps were not much slower than his and he was ready for a flying tackle at any time.

"Bang!!"

Maher felt the pressure from the top defenders and did not waste time on handling the ball. He used his left foot to volley the ball with great force towards the approximate position of the goal.

"Snap!" Neuer reacted quickly, flew out and caught the ball flying to the far corner with his left hand. He stared at the flight path of the ball with nervous eyes.

Fortunately, the football hit the post and flew to the sideline, giving the opponent only a corner kick!
"what!"

“Pah pah pah pah!”

There was a burst of exclamations in the field. Some people were amazed at Maher's ability to rush in from the wing and complete the shot, while others were amazed at Neuer's reaction speed.

Immediately afterwards, fans from both sides clapped their hands together to express their respect for the wonderful performance brought by the two players.

Maher lost his balance the moment he shot, but thanks to his good coordination he was able to stabilize his body after taking a step back.

He shook his head slightly and glanced at Boateng who had just brought him pressure. The other party just happened to look over at him, and they both habitually stretched out their right hands and clapped their hands.

Only Badstuber was left running in a panic from behind. Seeing his teammates still in the mood to argue with each other, he felt like the sky was falling.

You all sympathize with each other on the court, but I'm the only one who's being beaten up, right?

On the sidelines, Heynckes saw that the left side was once again attacked by Maher, and after hesitating for a moment, he went to the bench.

"Alaba! Warm up, go up and try in the second half, seize this opportunity!"

He was going to substitute young player Alaba. Although this player did not have much experience in high-level leagues, he had excellent speed and explosiveness and strong confrontation ability, so it could be said that he had no chance of limiting Maher.

"it is good."

Alaba stood up from the bench and came to the sidelines with some surprise. He knew that if he played well in this game, he would most likely get certain opportunities in the new season.

After taking a look at Maher on the court, he didn't feel too scared. Maher is a talented and gifted player, and so is he!

Their positions are just right for each other, and maybe the two geniuses will collide on the left side, which can create some exciting moments.

While having such a sweet dream, Alaba suddenly heard a commotion coming from the fan area near him. Someone noticed him, his eyes lit up and he started chatting with the people around him.

"He looks like Liu Xing."

"Really? It is true, but it is a little darker."

"Hahaha, is this a German? Bayern Liu Xing, how funny!"

Alaba didn't understand, but looking at the expression, he thought someone was praising him, so he smiled and waved to greet the fans.

"Bang!!"

At this time, Ramsey on the field sent a corner kick for Arsenal, and the football rolled towards the goal with an inward arc.

In the middle, Koscielny and Badstuber collided. In this header, Badstuber finally got back on track. He suppressed Koscielny and headed the ball to the middle.

"Press it down! Lift it up!"

Bayern captain Lahm waved his hand to call his teammates to come out of the penalty area, but he then saw his teammates standing still, and someone flew to the side in horror to block the shot.

"Bang!!"

In the middle position, Maher stopped the ball one meter away from his side, swung his arms, folded his thighs backwards to the extreme, and used all his strength to kick the ball to the far corner of the goal.

The football quickly flew into the densely populated Bayern penalty area, attracting countless Bayern players to rush to block it.

"Bang!" But the football still hit the goalpost hard, bounced to an oblique position at a high speed, and hit the center of the goal.

The side net right behind Neuer's head began to shake violently, but he stood still without any reaction.

"Oh" Bayern captain Lahm sighed, turned his head to look at Maher, and then met the eyes of his teammates with dull expressions.

"Wow! Wow!!" Sonic booms sounded again in the stadium. Arsenal fans in China stood up from their seats frantically and waved their hands.

Bayern's players came back to their senses from their dazed state, and once again walked towards the center circle in sync with their heads down. They had no choice but to accept the loss of the ball.

Many of them couldn't help but cast their eyes on Maher who was running to the sidelines to celebrate. Looking at his back and thinking of his age, they felt waves of shock in their hearts.

"Yeah!"

Maher came to the sidelines roaring for the second time, his blood boiling, every hair on his body seemed to stand on end, and he felt a numb feeling all over his body.

At this moment, the cheers at Workers' Stadium were for him alone!

He scored a wonderful goal with a world-class goal, and the scene with Bayern players as the background was the best gift for his 18th birthday!
"Mael!"

"Wait for us!"

"Happy birthday, kid!"

“I’m going to be famous now!”

Arsenal teammates ran up and saw Maher scoring a goal in his debut. They all looked amazed and praised his performance.

Alexander Song arrived a little later. When he saw Mael becoming the focus of everyone's attention with his young face, and how young and vigorous he was, his whole body suddenly spasmed and his face was slightly distorted.

Why didn't he experience this feeling when he was young?
ps: I got up late today, and one update may be after twelve o'clock. Don't wait for me brothers, there will be three chapters tomorrow morning.

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