Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 116 Killing You With Eyes
"Cazorla tried to sway the defense with a feint, but he was brought down by the opponent with the ball!"

"Wimbledon strikes back fast!"

"Rig! He's too fast! Bellerin doesn't have the strength to chase him!"

"There's only one Koscielny, but can he sabotage this counterattack?"

"Dubis is outflanking! He's asking for the ball!"

"No pass! Rigg shoots directly!"

"Szczesny! The Polish goalkeeper did a great job! He blocked... oh no, he handed the football back to the opposing player!"

"Dubis! He pushed the empty goal!"

"2:1! Wimbledon made another victory in the 36th minute!"

In the BBC live broadcast room, two commentators experienced the ups and downs of the football world in just 20 seconds.

Ian Wright put down the microphone the instant Dubes shot and just shook his big bald head in disbelief.

Lineker also took a breath:
"As I said before, Wenger's tactic of putting two full-backs on top is too risky. Once the opponent seizes the opportunity to counterattack, it will be a disaster for Arsenal's defense!"

His eyes flicked from Dubes, who was celebrating, back to the Wimbledon half-time:

"God...Arsenal is injured again..."
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"Make you greedy! Is it okay now? You didn't even get an assist, hahaha!"

Dubis, who had successfully picked up the leak, patted Rieger on the head with an air of arrogance.

While panting heavily, Rieg shook his head again and again:
"I'm exhausted from riding a horse! Next time I will run a long distance!"

Dubis, who scored twice, felt extremely refreshed. He performed a set of celebration moves specially designed by himself under the stands, but he did not wait for other teammates to celebrate together.

"Totally tired and paralyzed? This is impossible!"

He turned around with some doubts, and saw a large group of people surrounding his own half, and even the medical staff on the sidelines had rushed into the field...

Dubis and Rigg looked at each other:
"Who's hurt?"
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The director has already given the replay.

In slow motion, Cazorla originally pulled the ball from right to left, and Li Polo also stretched his feet from top to bottom, from right to left, but Cazorla suddenly pulled back to the right. When he got up, he bumped into Li Poluo's right foot very naturally.

The inertia of an action cannot be stopped instantly, so even Arsenal legend Wright has no way to criticize Lee Polo.

But Cazorla, who was curled up on the ground and howling in pain, was so miserable that the director quickly cut away from the scene and turned to the bench on the sidelines.

Of course the Wimbledon coaches couldn't hide their excitement, but Wenger was full of anxiety.

He had to order Wilshere on the bench to start warming up, and now the only playmaker he can use is the Gunners' prince!

But he has no confidence at all!

It's not a lack of confidence in the "Little Threat"'s skills, but his endurance...

This once known as "the most skilled player in the British Empire", especially in the Champions League knockout round of the 2010-2011 season, when he was under 19 years old, he faced Barcelona's Xavi, Iniesta and other midfielders. Without showing timidity, he played his best performance.

But such a talented boy has already been a frequent visitor to the infirmary in his career.In the past four seasons, he has been away from the green field for three or four months every year due to injury.Especially this season, in the match between Arsenal and Manchester United, he was kicked by his opponent and injured his ankle, and fell into a recovery period of up to half a year. He did not reappear in the official game until May 4th...

How could such a glass man who just came back from injury be able to deal with the "No.
Isn't that the little white rabbit paying New Year's greetings to grandma wolf-suicide?

Wenger can only pray that Cazorla can persist, at least until half-time.

But God was not on Arsenal's side. After an emergency diagnosis by the team doctor, Wenger still got the answer he didn't want to hear:
"Substitute, boss."

Wenger frowned and waved to his proud disciple:
"Beware of being violated!"

Wilshere obviously knew how fierce his opponent was. He nodded with a serious face, tightened his belt, and stepped onto the field.

He subconsciously glanced at his legs, but he couldn't feel the strength and flexibility they had before.

He raised his head, but happened to meet Li Poluo's gaze.

[This is... the butcher who did all kinds of evil in the League Two? 】

【It's really, really scary! 】

Wilshere couldn't help avoiding the other party's gaze, and suddenly felt...a faint tingling sensation from his ankle.

[Negative emotions from Jack Wilshere, +10! 】

Li Boluo froze for a moment.

[I didn't do anything? 】

[Just looking at him one more time in the crowd, this little guy is scared? 】

【Wilshere... is much easier to deal with than Cazorla! 】

He showed a kind smile like a wolf grandmother:

"Jack boy, don't be afraid, I will take good care of you!"

【You devil! 】

Wilshere's calf suddenly couldn't help shaking!
[Wilshere, +10! 】
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As expected, Wenger's prediction became a reality. Wilshere, who was pushed onto the battlefield by him, did not replace Cazorla at all. He even forgot about his own work!

Every time a teammate passes the ball to him, he can't wait to choose to pass it back or hit it horizontally. He will never leave the ball at his feet, as if the football is burning his feet!
"He's afraid..."

Lineker, who has God's perspective, sees his cowardice clearly:
"We can understand that he is afraid of being injured again. This poor kid has just experienced six months of illness and torture, and only returned to the green field three weeks ago, but..."

He did not go on.

As the former favorite of English football, Wilshere's development is extremely regrettable.

Wright didn't even want to talk.

Three or four years ago, Wilshere was once regarded as the leader and standard bearer of Arsenal after Cesc Fabregas and Van Persie. However, he suffered a series of serious injuries after that, but the standard bearer had not had time to fly in European football. Fall quickly!
But look at him now, like a chicken avoiding a beast, jumping left and right in the vegetable field, completely unable to see his talent back then!

Although he didn't speak, a thought flashed in Wright's mind:
[This player... is finished! 】
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With the same idea as Wright, there is Wenger off the court.

He knew that he shouldn't expect Wilshere to return to the genius young general he was back then, but as a craftsman who unearthed precious jade with his own hands, he always held the last sliver of hope.

But looking at the scene that is close to losing control, the last hope in his heart is also crumbling!
In the last half minute of stoppage time, this glimmer of hope was finally completely extinguished.

Li Polo bypassed Wilshere early, cut off Ramsey's through pass, and then kicked halfway!
Dubis used his last strength to prepare to stage a solo breakthrough, but was brought down by Koscielny at the front of the penalty area!
"drop!"

The referee blew the whistle immediately, but raised a red card in his hand.

Arsenal escaped a penalty, but were sent off their most reliable central defender!

Wenger closed his eyes in pain.

He smelled a familiar smell.

That's the smell of failure.

(End of this chapter)