Becoming a football god from Arsenal

Chapter 138 The tragedy is over! Happy day! Arsenal's three-shot king! !
"It's another goal! What a satisfying goal battle! A battle of gods!"

In the broadcast room, Zhan Jun stared at the field in amazement and said in his signature voice: "Van Persie's overhead kick! This is one of the top five goals of the week! He always scores such exaggerated goals!
"With Walcott's header assist and Maher's offensive organization, the three strikers produced a good chemical reaction!"

"hey-hey."

Coach Zhang Lu was silent for a long time, then he spoke again, he said during the replay: "We should pay attention to Maher in this attack, he looked back in advance and found the little tiger's running intention.

"After getting the ball and turning around, he didn't look up again and quickly sent a precise diagonal long pass with a little arc, which was very exciting!

"After this kick, his value will increase by another two or three million euros.

“Today, Manchester United’s midfielder’s sweeping interception performance was great, not giving Maher and Walcott too many opportunities to sprint with the ball, but they still seized the only ball possession opportunity and created a goal.

"This is a top player, a top player without a doubt, whose age cannot overshadow his intelligence and ability.

"His ceiling is very high. I think if he can develop more sophisticated dribbling skills, shooting skills in various scenarios, including headers, etc., he has the opportunity to become a perfect striker.

"But it's fine now."

On the sidelines of the field, amid the dejected expressions of Manchester United fans, Van Persie leaned back and slid on his knees to celebrate, responding to Rooney's high kneeling slide in celebration.

"Hi!"

Maher and Walcott quickly ran towards him from two different directions, and after the three of them joined together, they were arranged in the same position as on the court, very neatly arranged on the left, middle and right.

“The first combined goal!”

"Two wings flying together with a sharp striker!"

"Ha ha!"

After Van Persie got up, they hugged each other's shoulders and ran towards the corner flag area together, even though there was nothing there and even though this place was not the Arsenal fan area.

But there was a special attraction that tempted the three of them to run there with laughter and joy, and release their emotions there.

This may be a way of celebration that is engraved in their bones, a way they longed for when they were young when they watched superstars such as the Dutch Three Musketeers, the German Three Musketeers, Ronaldo, Baggio and so on.

Since they were young, they wanted to play on the field like this, celebrate goals with their best partners and capture beautiful moments.

"I have redeemed myself."

Van Persie hugged the two players and said with great emotion, "I hope we can take away points from this difficult game."

"Yes." Maher was very confident at this time, "But you are not redeeming yourself. Missing the penalty kick is not a big mistake. At least I scored the goal with the last shot.

"If this counts as atonement, then that goal would have been given to me for nothing, haha."

"It was you who created the penalty." Van Persie took the opportunity of this goal to hug Maher with a smile and express his gratitude. He was now completely relieved.

After this goal, the referee blew the whistle to end the game at halftime and players from both sides returned to the locker room to rest.

Maher was quite satisfied. He scored a goal and planned a goal. Compared with the original result, it was relatively stable.

In the second half, they still have the chance to chase goals and have the confidence to challenge Manchester United, who are sweeping the Old Trafford home court!

After returning to the locker room, Wenger first praised the players' performance and then emphasized some defensive problems in the backcourt.

When talking about the attack, he made some minor adjustments, “Mael and Walcott have to drop back to receive the ball, Manchester United are marking you very closely and you can’t take advantage.

"If you move to the wing midfielder or even the midfielder position, Phil Jones and Evra will not follow you, otherwise their defensive formation will be disrupted.

"Also, Ramsey and Arteta need to swap positions. Arteta needs to help defend on the right side. Ashley Young's impact is very strong and Ramsey can't stand up to him."

Maher then exchanged a glance with Ramsey and nodded slightly in agreement. In the second half, they would partner together.

"Beep!"

Van Persie kicked the ball out of the center circle, and the second half of the game officially started. The attacking players met on the center line and then all rushed into the opponent's half.

This time, Maher took the initiative to find Phil Jones and stick close to him, making the opponent think that he would be on the front line like in the first half.

When his hand grabbed Phil Jones's collar again, he found that the other's clothes were soaked, and even a little cool after the breeze during the halftime break. His hair was also wet.

It should be quite stressful?
He smiled slightly and glanced at the defender who was working so hard on defense. It’s okay, there will be greater pressure later.

Maher turned his head and waited for the opportunity to attack, ready to retreat to the midfield to receive the ball at any time.

He could notice that after Ramsey came to him, he moved closer to the center, leaving the entire wing to him.

This is to create space for him. This technical midfielder has a very good football IQ. It depends on whether the gap here can be utilized.

In the 65th minute of the game, after a period of stability, both sides resumed the offensive battle of the first half.

They sped up together in tacit understanding and experienced a period of very rapid ball possession conversion in the midfield.

"Boom!"

When eight or nine players near the midfield all sprinted at full speed, passing the ball and intercepting the ball with great concentration, the rhythm of the entire midfield area immediately became extremely fast.

"Bang, bang, snap!"

"Boom!"

Each team could not pass the ball more than three times before it was intercepted by the other team. The top players of the two teams fought each other brutally as if they didn't know how to play football.

Even if someone chooses to make a large-scale transfer at the first moment of stealing the ball, the situation still does not improve.

This rhythm carries with it wherever the ball moves, and in the end all positions become chaotic.

Neither side was able to control the ball or stabilize the tempo, and each time they aimed directly at the opponent's vital points and launched a fierce attack.

"Bang!!"

"mine!!"

Mertesacker played an important role in this stage. He headed all the balls directly into the Arsenal penalty area, not giving the opponent too many chances.

Until the 74th minute of the game, Walcott diligently chased back, first chasing Anderson, then Welbeck, and finally diagonally chasing Nani who had just received the ball, with fierce momentum.

The extremely long anaerobic sprint made him feel a little dizzy. He lost his sense of proportion when trying to grab the ball and kicked Nani to the ground at the edge of the penalty area.

"Beep!" The referee pointed to the penalty spot. No matter how the ball looked at it, it would be a penalty.

"Well done!"

"Xu~Xu~!"

"Nani!!"

"Oh!"

The Manchester United fans at the scene were jubilant. After Arsenal got a penalty in the first half, they finally got a penalty.

And their penalty kick can expand the score advantage and win the game!

Wenger came to the side of the field worriedly, squatted on the ground and looked at Szczesny nervously, already accepting a defeat in his heart.

Ferguson sat calmly in the coaching seat, clenching his fists, hoping that the team's penalty shooter Rooney would score the goal.

"Beep!"

"Oh!"

Rooney did not disappoint the Manchester United fans and nailed the ball into the top corner of the net to complete the goal.

Four to two!
Manchester United extended their lead again!

"Yeah!!" This time, Manchester United fans even turned around, turned their backs to the stadium, and jumped up and down with their arms around each other's shoulders. Their message was very clear: no need to look anymore, 3 points are in their hands!
"Clap, clap, clap!" Ferguson smiled and applauded. He was very happy to see Rooney, who grew up under his nose, complete a hat trick in this game and defeat Arsenal.

Walcott stood at the edge of the penalty area with a look of self-blame, his hands on his hips and his head lowered as he walked towards the front of the field.

Wenger returned to the coaching bench to drink water again without saying a word. No one could tell what he was thinking at this moment.

Maher ran back to his own half again, looking at Rooney's celebrating figure with a complicated mood. This guy was really explosive in this game.

He called Van Persie and said, "If you see an open space on my side, push forward and force the other side's central defender to move back.

"I need a bigger gap. My return was not very effective just now. The opponent's back line will move forward as a whole."

“I was just squeezing.”

Van Persie answered, then asked: "Isn't it deep enough?"

"Not enough." Maher nodded, "Phil Jones was very close to me, and when I took him away, if you could push their back line back at the same time, they would be out of touch.

"I can try to get past him, and as long as I succeed, it will be a threat to attack."

"I believe it." Van Persie did not give up the game. He pointed at Maher and nodded, indicating that he would do so.

After the second kick-off, Maher and Van Persie exchanged glances and prepared to support each other.

"Oh!"

In the 85th minute of the game, Maher got the chance he wanted. Arteta on the other side suddenly made a long pass to the empty space on the wing near the midfield.

He ran back a few steps to receive the ball. It was a small positioning error that he did not come back early. The main reason was that he did not expect Arteta to make an unexpected reverse pass when facing the other side.

But it's okay, the effect is the same. When he came in front of the football, Phil Jones behind him stuck closely to him, interfering with his stop and preventing him from turning around.

Brought it out!

He quickly turned his head to observe Van Persie's work and found that the opponent was sprinting forward at full speed. Although he did not take away the two vigilant central defenders, he made the opponent stand still and dare not act rashly.

There is a disconnect between the defenders, the close connection is no longer there!
As long as he can turn and break through Phil Jones, the opponent's defense will be in chaos.

"Smolin!"

After the change of sides in the second half, Maher happened to come to the side close to the coaching seats, and this time he caught the ball two meters away from Ferguson.

"Smolin!"

Ferguson seemed to sense danger and called out to another defender, Smalling, "Come here!"

But it was too late. Maher had no time to make up for the position. With a faint "pop" sound, he easily unloaded the ball onto his feet.

"Oh!"

Half a second later, he pushed off the ground and turned quickly, dribbling the ball directly behind Phil Jones.

This was his usual tactic, using simple dribbling moves to catch the opponent off guard, magnifying his physical advantage and breaking through these originally extremely focused defenders!
Tried and tested!

"Fa!" Phil Jones didn't expect that Maher could stop the ball like this under interference, and naturally he didn't react to this dribble.

When he turned around, Mahel had already rushed past him without giving him any chance.

"Zizi!" His right hand pulled towards Maher's jersey, and he couldn't stop it until the thread cracked with a teeth-grinding sound.

He himself was knocked down by the powerful force of Maher's sprint and knelt on the ground in embarrassment. After he let go, he happened to look Ferguson in the eye, who was shocked and disappointed.

Ferguson: “.”

Phil Jones: “.”

The two looked at each other until Ferguson broke the silence with an angry roar, "Chase! Chase!!"

Phil Jones quickly stood up and rushed towards Maher, but Maher was already seven or eight steps away from him and would not give him another chance. When Maher came to the corner of the penalty area, Smalling moved out of his position and stood in front of him to form a defensive position.

His quick breakthrough just now disrupted Manchester United's defensive formation. There were only three defenders left in their penalty area, and the rest were chasing back.

He lured one away, and Van Persie moved between the two players in the middle, forcing them not to move rashly. Walcott at the other end pulled away and created an empty space.

"Oh!"

Maher's left foot did a bicycle kick to the left, then he flicked the ball with his right foot, created an angle and passed the ball to Walcott who was in an open space on the other side.

Just at this moment, Ramsey and Arteta, who were actively attacking, also broke into the penalty area, and Manchester United's defense line suddenly became full of dangers.

"Oh!"

Walcott then sent a half-high cross and swept the ball towards the goal.

Maher took advantage of this gap and came to the middle of the penalty area. There was no point in him squeezing in to grab the ball, he just had to wait for the second penalty.

"Snapped!"

As soon as he reached the top of the arc, he saw De Gea flying out desperately, his head hit Arteta's feet, and then he punched the ball out of the penalty area.

Didn’t get in!

De Gea makes a great save!
"Ah!" Arsenal fans cried in disappointment. This was a great opportunity to score, with four against three in the penalty area and Maher outside the penalty area.

Second point position!
Maher caught the ball, not knowing whether to be glad that he had chosen his position early or disappointed that the ball did not go in. He could already hear the defensive player behind him approaching him.

"Crack!"

As if afraid that he would shoot directly, Cleverley, who was chasing him, slid in from his right side, trying to predict and block the shot in advance.

Maher quickly pushed the ball to his left side and heard another sound of footsteps approaching. The person came from behind him on the right and blocked his right foot.

He took another look at the situation in the penalty area from the front. Evans came over again with his left foot in front and his right foot behind, and his entire defensive posture leaned towards his left side, trying to force him to the baseline.

Their entire defense line seemed to be surrounded on three sides and one man was missing. They released him to the left side and let him go to the bottom line to prevent him from having no other choice but to break through the middle.

"suffer?"

Mahel felt insulted that he had such a thought in such a swift moment.

"Snap." He took a step to the left and aimed at the far corner of the goal. He folded his left leg and kicked the ball out through the gap left for him by Manchester United players.

Wasn’t there a left-foot goal?
Dare to put your left foot?
Who told them that he could only go down the left side? Now he can still shoot!

"Bang!!"

At the moment of the shot, because he exerted too much force, his body involuntarily jumped slightly to the left.

When he landed, he saw the opponent's goalkeeper De Gea quickly get up from the ground and make another desperate save.

Unfortunately, this ball was also a magical ball, heading straight to the tenth corner of the goal with excellent power and angle!
"Dang!" The football hit the supporting pillar at the corner of the third net on the middle side of the goal, and bounced straight into the small penalty area, but everyone knew that the football had already entered the net!
Another world wave!

Four to three!
Arsenal still has a chance!
"Yeah!" The originally silent Arsenal fans became excited again, clapping wildly and cheering for the team again.

"Oh My God!" Van Persie hugged his head and rushed towards the goal to pick up the ball with a shocked expression.

"His left foot?!"

"Mael!"

"He gave us hope of scoring, keep it up guys!!"

All the players rushed towards Maher, eager to give him the warmest hug.

Wenger rushed from the coaching booth to the sidelines, clenched his fists and punched them from his waist, almost biting his lip: "Fantastic Goal!!"

Behind him was a group of assistant coaches who seemed to be walking on springs, jumping twice for every two steps they took.

On the other side, in the Manchester United coaching booth, Ferguson squatted on the sidelines and propped up the grass with his hands. He pursed his lips and turned his head helplessly and angrily, and saw the jubilation near the Arsenal coaching booth.

This game was full of ups and downs, which made his mood go up and down.

The scene just now seemed to have happened here, but Wenger was the one squatting on the ground, and they were the ones celebrating.

Should he sigh that the game was exciting?
Of course not. He would only be dissatisfied with the players' performance and lament Maher's outstanding performance in this game.

The ability he possesses to change the game at the age of 18 is a level that many Premier League giants' forwards have never reached in their entire lives.

monster!

monster!

An assistant coach helped Ferguson up. He stood up, and the hand on the assistant coach's shoulder trembled uncontrollably, as if he was back to the moment when they lost to Barcelona in the Champions League final last year.

The team still had a one-goal lead, but with Arsenal's rising momentum at the moment, he had to worry that they would score another goal.

The game against Arsenal at Old Trafford cannot be lost. He knows very well that Manchester United fans attach great importance to it and they will be disappointed for a long time if they lose.

"Switch to Ferdinand."

Ferguson made a helpless move, shaking his right hand: "Remove Welbeck and strengthen the defense."

"An unparalleled feast of goals! Will there be another one?"

In the broadcast room, Zhan Jun roared and gave commentary for this moment: "Both sides have scored 7 goals together, which is more than the total number of goals scored by many Premier League teams in the first three rounds!

"Mael scored a world-class goal with his left foot. Did Arsenal fans see an angel with wings wearing an Arsenal jersey? A god descended from heaven to score a magical goal!

"All the players seemed to be eclipsed at this moment, only Rooney, who was shining, could look him in the eye!
"He is only 18 years old. Will he shine in the French national team at next year's European Championship and be crowned the new king?"

Zhang Lu on the side waited until Zhan Jun's emotions finally calmed down, and then talked about this goal from a football perspective, but his tone was still excited.

"This goal is still a display of his personal ability. I have watched his first two Premier League games and found that he is slowly showing his ability to fans around the world.

"It could be that he had that ability in the Championship but people didn't pay enough attention to him.

"Let's watch the replay. He first stopped the ball at his feet, then turned and broke through, easily passing Phil Jones. Jones couldn't even hold him back. It was so embarrassing.

“This isn’t like a football player’s body, this is more like a rugby player’s body!
"The subsequent pass, positioning and shot were all done in one go! Just like Rooney's overhead kick, this was also a stroke of genius!
“But he’s younger and scarier than Rooney.

"Manchester United fans in the live broadcast room, did you feel like the overlord is here after seeing Rooney's performance? And after seeing Maher, it felt like Han Xin, who has not yet fully developed, suddenly appeared on the field."

Zhan Jun and Zhang Lu looked at each other in the broadcast room and both chuckled. This was really an inappropriate metaphor.

In front of Manchester United's goal, the still very young De Gea got up from the ground, looked left and right at the players on Manchester United's defense line, not knowing what to say.

Not far to his right, Maher scored a goal and then slid forward, stood up and punched the ground, "Vamos!!"

He was actually extremely excited, but he knew that this was not the time to indulge.

After a brief celebration, he turned and ran towards his own field, wanting to kick the ball out quickly and buy time to chase points.

What is certain is that this tragedy could not have happened!
Change of plans, get ready to score points!
This time when he passed by Rooney and stood side by side with the other player, Rooney couldn't help but turn around and look at him meaningfully. Even this genius had some envy for the 'genius' in his eyes.

Maher felt very good. He felt the sweetness of the goal and his whole body twitched again.

First left-foot world wave in career!
The fifth Premier League goal!
Now, in the Premier League scorer list, he is on the same level as Rooney, Dzeko, Van Persie and Aguero!

And he just came from the Championship and played three games here.

"Beep!"

After the second kick-off, Maher took the lead, rushed across the center circle and ran towards the opponent's half.

After seeing Ferdinand warming up on the sidelines, Ferguson wanted to replace the former defensive iron gate at this last moment, but unfortunately, his partner would no longer be Vidic.

"Go, go, go!"

He didn't care about anything else, just swung his arms and carried the momentum of the goal he had just scored, leading the Arsenal players across the half court.

It is already the 87th minute of the game. Including the extra time, there are only seven or eight minutes left, so we must hurry.

"Oh!"

In the Manchester United backcourt, center back Evans, under pressure from Van Persie, made an irresponsible pass to Ashley Young.

Even though the opponent was pressing Walcott from behind, he had no choice. At that time, he was still the weak link in the defense and had to take the blame every time the team lost.

He was afraid of taking the blame, so in this critical moment, he could only choose to pass the blame on to his teammates as much as possible.
"Snapped!"

Ashley Young, who had been playing bravely throughout the game, was distracted for some reason at this moment and the ball was intercepted by Walcott.

"nice shot!!"

"Take him!"

"Wait for you in the middle lane!"

Arsenal's offensive players seemed to have taken collective stimulants, quickening their pace and rushing towards the opponent's penalty area.

Maher observed Walcott's movements while also observing the Manchester United players returning to defense so that he could judge the situation and choose his position.

"bang bang bang"

He saw Walcott dribbling the ball towards the extremely nervous Evans, saw Evans being knocked down, and saw countless Manchester United fans in the stands covering their eyes.

Finally, he saw Walcott roll the ball and push it under De Gea's crotch and into the net! !

"Yeahhhh!!"

At this moment, the cheers came not only from Maher's facial muscles, which were squeezed together and roared, but also from more than a dozen teammates, more than a dozen staff members, and thousands of Arsenal's expeditionary forces.

Four to four!!

They equalized the score!!

All the pressure on Mahel's body dissipated. It was not until this moment that he lost all his strength. The muscles on the back of his thighs twitched violently and he fell backwards to the ground.

"Walcott!"

"Arsenal's Three Musketeers!"

"No, no, no, their style of play is very rough, so it's more appropriate to call them the Three Cannon Kings!"

"Three Gun King!"

"Wait. Look over there, our hero Maher has cramps!"

"Haha! Go save him!"

The celebrating crowd soon returned to him and surrounded him, blocking out the sunlight in the sky. Only a few rays of light came in, which stung Mahel and made him close his eyes.

His legs were quickly lifted up and twisted hard, and everyone was concerned about his health.

The pain had not yet subsided, but at that moment, there was only a happy smile on Maher's face. He knew that he had accomplished something he had always wanted to do.

Arsenal fans don’t have to cry this afternoon. It may be just an ordinary afternoon, or even an afternoon that will bring happiness to Arsenal fans!
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