Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 493 It's This Devil!

"In the first half, Chelsea turned away and scored three goals in a row. I wonder if Wenger will make adjustments during the intermission?"

After the halftime whistle blew, Zhan Jun casually summed up a few words.

But he is actually very clear that a clever woman can't cook without rice, and Wenger has no one to replace him!

Among the seven players on the bench, Ospina is only the second goalkeeper, and the two young players are just there to make up the numbers. Mertesacker is very old. Although Ernene is a midfielder, he is not good at defensive interception. , As for the full-back Debusch, he has been marginalized in recent years. He only played 16 minutes last season and has not played a league game this season. He has already decided to terminate his contract and leave the team in January. Arsenal worked hard...

Then only Iwobi is left with one choice?
But a practical question is, even if Iwobi is sent to play, how much better can he be than Welbeck?
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In the locker room of the visiting team, the originally relaxed atmosphere became dignified following Conte's opening.

"I saw a lot of people talking and laughing with the Arsenal players, that's not what I wanted."

Kong Er's stupefied eyes glanced over the players one by one, and deliberately stopped at Li Poluo's place.

Lee Polo shrugged.

cut!
Mustafi and his small actions... It seems that the head coach has seen it!
Just listen to Conte say:

"I'm not asking you to fight to the death with each other, but at least you shouldn't be so relaxed. You must remember that today is a London derby, not a reminiscence party among friends!"

Then he began to criticize by name:
"Eden, sometimes you are too sticky to the ball and wasted several chances to counterattack!"

Hazard, who was the first to be named, licked his lips:

"Sorry, I'll pay attention."

Conte's eyes fell on Li Polo again:

"Your running is not active enough today, and your position selection is not ideal. You can try to recover and do more cross-running with other teammates."

Li Poluo rubbed his chin, nodded slightly:
"Alright, two wing backs, you can advance into the penalty area at any time, and I will retreat to help you make up for the situation according to the situation."

Alonso and Moses looked at each other, seeing a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

[Is there such a good thing? 】

【Brother Polo can exchange places with us? 】

Conte coughed:
"It's also a tactical change if given the opportunity."

Hazard couldn't help complaining in his heart:
[He was directly stern with me, and he was just a negotiating tone with Li Poluo, which is not fair at all! 】

[This Italian, if you treat me like this again, I will transfer to Real Madrid! 】

【Zidane is a good man! 】
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The 15-minute intermission ended quickly, and players from both sides returned to the game.

As everyone expected, Wenger did not make adjustments to the starting players.

But unlike everyone's expectations, Arsenal launched a series of aggressive attacks just after the game started!
Although they are three goals behind, they are still unwilling to give up!
In the 53rd minute, Wilshere dribbled the ball to attract Kanter's attention, but chose the latter between a breakthrough and a pass. Xhaka, who advanced from the back and front, took a long kick before Louis blocked it. Burst!
Rudiger desperately blocked the ball back, and then Lacazette came in from the right rib of the small penalty area and made a supplementary shot close at hand!

It's a pity that he was facing Courtois, who reacted quickly. The Blues goalkeeper instantly sank his center of gravity. Let out a sigh.

Then Arsenal took a corner kick, and there was chaos in front of the visiting team.

Considering that there are not many high points in the opponent's lineup, Cahill, Rudiger, Alonso, Luiz and other defensive players can fully handle it. They chatted without saying a word.

Lee Polo made his opinion to him:
"Eden, if you can form a counterattack this time, don't just dribble the ball yourself!"

Azar smiled disdainfully:
"What else can I do without the ball? Let you run long distances with the ball? I'm afraid you will trip yourself!"

Lee Polo was unconvinced:
"If it's just the speed of dribbling the ball in a straight line, I'm definitely number one in football!"

Hazard shrugged:

"Football isn't just about speed...grass!"

Before he finished speaking, he continued with a swear word.

Bellerin's corner kick caused a scuffle in the penalty area. Rudiger made the first clearance with a header, but was pushed back by Coquelin ten meters away.

After that, Alonso also made a header to clear the siege, but accidentally hit Welbeck's face at the top of the arc...

The football rebounded by accident to the left side of the small penalty area behind Alonso!

It was Wilshere who appeared in that position!

The former prince of Arsenal did not hesitate at all, he raised his foot almost reflexively, and easily put the ball into the near corner of the goal!

1: 3!

"Yes! Come on!"

The little threat who succeeded in the follow-up shot was inexplicably excited. He immediately raised his arms to celebrate, then got into the net and fished out the football.

At this moment, the voice of the live announcer came from the loudspeaker at the Emirates Stadium:
"Scorer, number 10, Jack..."

The announcer dragged his voice, and then the entire stadium responded:

"Wilshere!"

Zhan Jun also made a supplementary explanation in a very timely manner:

"This is Wilshere's first goal in the Premier League after two and a half years..."

The Arsenal fans in front of the TV couldn't help but turn off the sound:

"We managed to get a goal back. This commentator...is really a disappointment!"
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"Made!"

Conte on the sidelines cursed very dissatisfied.

During the halftime break, he made a special reminder because he was worried that the team would relax, but he didn't expect that the opponent would win back within 10 minutes of the second half! -
Holding the football and trotting all the way back to the middle circle, Wilshere met a blue figure in the next second.

He saw the opponent's appearance clearly, his legs softened suddenly, and he almost knelt in front of the opponent involuntarily...

[It's this devil! 】

There was a painful howl in his heart.

In the FA Cup final three years ago, the No. 10 player received a red card in anger, and Cazorla was seriously injured and left the field. Arsenal's offensive hopes rested on Wilshere's shoulders alone.

But the cowardly little threat was so frightened by the fledgling Lee Polo that he dared not even catch the ball!
The dignified Premier League giants lost to a fourth-tier team.

And the main midfielder of the national team lost to a boy who had only played professional football for a year!

After this final, Wilshere became the laughing stock of England!
It took him two and a half seasons to heal himself, and he thought he had recovered from the shadow of that loss.

But when Lee Polo stood in front of him again, the painful memories at that time flooded into Wilshere's heart instantly!

Li Poluo didn't seem to notice his emotions, but just said a cruel sentence coldly:
"I admire your courage, how dare you fight back in front of me!"

"Jack, I'm going to attack you with all my strength, are you mentally prepared?"

Seeing Lee Polo with a murderous look on his face, Wilshere immediately shivered!

[I'm just an ordinary attacking midfielder, I scored a goal in three years by luck, why can't you let me go? 】

[Don't come near me! 】

[I don't want to break my leg again, big brother! 】

[Negative emotions from Jack Wilshere, +555! 】

(End of this chapter)