My light shines on Arsenal

Chapter 211 They passed the ball in
Players from both sides once again stood on the court.

Pat Rice handed Wenger a cup of hot coffee. The two old men were now like two ordinary fans, with no trace of the fact that they were once the head coach and assistant coach of the team on the field.

"Thanks, Pat." Wenger took the paper cup and took a sip, "But I'm not sleepy at all."

"I'm getting older, Arsène."

"I think it's the fields of Northern Ireland that have got you intoxicated, old man."

"Do you still want to drink?"

"Hahaha……"

In the Amsterdam Arena, the singing became louder and louder.

"Do you think we can win, Arsène?"

"I believe we can win," Wenger said. "As long as you believe it, it's possible."

"Sounds familiar." Pat Rice smiled, "The last time you said this, we had just completed an undefeated season."

……

Stramaccioni gave an emotional tribute to his players at half-time and praised their efforts.

He was very satisfied with his speech. Although this was his last game at Inter Milan, he was grateful to the players for their efforts.

The atmosphere in the locker room was very good, and the Inter Milan players returned to the field moved. At this time, Stramaccioni suddenly felt that he had said something too early.

The game is far from over.

He saw the Arsenal players completing an exquisite multi-pass and run coordination in front of him. Carvajal was the initiator of this coordination. After a series of passes and runs, Carvajal went inside to become this string. The last receiver of the match, he appeared in the half.

The Spanish defender used his speed and body to forcefully break through Cambiasso. Inter Milan's formation was a little confused because of this flaw. No one knew why Arsenal's right back was there.

Carvajal obviously won't let himself stay in the center for too long. He has created valuable space and now has to hand over the opportunity to organize the offense to someone better at it.

Santi Cazorla received the ball and he ducked away from Gargano, who had clung to the Spanish midfielder like candy in the first half, preventing him from turning around comfortably.

Arsenal continued to attack in an orderly manner. Cazorla broke through to the left rib, flicked his right ankle, and knocked the ball to the right.

Carvajal curved and touched the ball again, and his audacious through ball saw Theo Walcott protrude like a spearhead from the Inter Milan defence.

This series of offensive cooperation was completed smoothly within one minute. Arsenal was completely different from the restrained appearance in the first half.

Inter Milan's defensive response became difficult.

Walcott's feet were very fast, and Inter Milan failed to immediately form a two-person defense against him. The "Little Tiger" took the lead in cutting into the penalty area.

He switched the ball to his left foot and tried to hit the goal. Handanovic saved the ball.

Before the Inter Milan goalkeeper could move his body properly, he received the first shot of the second half.

In the first half, he didn't have much need to save.

Is it an accident of state ups and downs?Or is there a flaw in the defense?
Handanovic seriously called several players over to talk, and Stramaccioni on the sidelines kept making gestures to indicate that the team should stay calm and secure the victory.

One-goal leads are rare, but one goal is enough.

Ten minutes later, Stramaccioni regretted his decision.

Arsenal used a similar method to once again complete the explosion on the right wing. Carvajal was an anomaly in this round of offense. He was not like a simple support straight up and down before, but appeared strangely in Cambiaso's goal. In front of you.

This right-back, who came to Arsenal from the Real Madrid youth academy two seasons ago and is now only 21 years old, has made a promising debut.

In the past nearly two seasons, Carvajal has been Bakari Sagna's substitute most of the time. The French international has rich experience and solid defense. Carvajal cannot shake his status.

Carvajal gradually has the opportunity to start, but his tactical tasks at the beginning are not complicated, which is to go straight down, advance, support and block on the right.

As he progressed quickly - oddly enough, young players at Arsenal seem to progress very quickly - Carvajal gradually took on more tactical tasks, some of which made him feel less like himself. Plays right back.

The process of adapting is not easy. Carvajal often looks at left back Kieran Gibbs, who has gone through a similar process. However, after all, Gibbs had midfield skills as a teenager, so he can adapt easily. Faster.

In the Arsenal team, Carvajal is an unknown presence compared to many players.

He is very young. He is not like Aaron Ramsey, the former golden boy who was favored by Arsenal for a long time, nor is he like Antoine Griezmann, who has been entrusted with important tasks on the offensive end. A stunning attacking performance.

He can only slowly hone his skills, seize every opportunity during Sagna's rest, and slowly improve.

Until the Europa League final, in such an important event, he got the chance to start.

After the game started, Carvajal's muscles were always tight.

Sometimes he wants to make some unexpected moves, and sometimes he is worried that his mistakes will lead to big mistakes.

He had expected such a scene, that he would appear on the court where everyone was watching, but while he was longing for it, he had not thought about what he was going to face.

Youngster, starter, final.

In the history of Arsenal, tragedies caused by these three are not uncommon.

Chen Yao is also very aware of this pressure.

But he must be.His players need an opportunity to realize their talents, and he also needs his talents to reward himself.

The appointment of young people has always been a gamble, but the chance of his gamble being right is higher.

In the first half, Inter Milan's defensive strategy allowed Arsenal to concentrate its offensive firepower on the right. Carvajal and Walcott's cooperation was dry and they were easily blocked by their opponents.

After halftime, Carvajal felt less nervous.

His teammates were less nervous, too.

Maybe it's because the coach's words are magical, or maybe they finally accepted their situation: in a situation where they can only win but not lose, they can only move forward regardless.

There is no fear, no restraint, no hesitation, and no tolerance for failure and mediocrity.

Unleashing the brilliance and light of genius.

Carvajal once again challenged Cambiaso. When the time came to 10 and 33 minutes, the [-]-year-old Cambiaso began to be dragged down by his physical fitness.

The three-man pass and cut of Carvajal, Cazorla and Walcott once again exploded Inter Milan's right defense.

Huge cracks appeared in the immobile Italian concrete defense.

Stramaccioni frowned deeply. He felt that the team's performance was gradually out of his control.

Was the excellent first half just a blip?

For most of the season, Stramaccioni has felt this sense of helplessness, and this out-of-control helplessness is here again.

Walcott seemed to have stumbled, and he knelt weakly on the ground. Juan, who was following him, spread his hands innocently, indicating that he had not committed a foul.

The referee's whistle was not blown. Juan was indeed innocent. After being hit repeatedly, he couldn't keep up. He had no chance to commit a foul just now.

Walcott stretched out a leg, kicked the ball towards the center, and then managed to stand up.

The referee did not stop the game.

The ball hit Ranocchia's calf and bounced out. Giroud stopped the ball on his chest, lowered his body, raised his head, and rubbed the ball backwards.

Antoine Griezmann suddenly accelerated, but the aging Zanetti failed to follow him. The French left winger finally got his chance.Griezmann's shot passed through Handanovic's defense.

One to one!

Chen Yao took a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and hugged Bergkamp and Lillo.

"It's not easy," Bergkamp said. "Cruyff's soul is blessing us."

"What do we have to do with Cruyff?" Lillo interjected.

"Oh, Juan, don't be so serious, I just said it casually."

Stramaccioni clenched his back teeth and ordered a few players to warm up. He also called the players near the sideline and gave a few quick instructions.

The Inter Milan coach felt a bit frustrated. After a season, he had not been able to form the team he wanted.

He watched as the situation spiraled out of his control, just like it had all season long...

Sighing, Stramaccioni looked up and found that the game was not continuing. Arsenal's team doctor had entered the field.

Not far away, Chen Yao's expression quickly changed from relieved to gloomy.

Walcott is injured.

"This is really not good news for Arsenal. They have just started to gain momentum and are working well together on the right, but Walcott is injured...it looks like he is going to have to rest." The screen is locked on Walcott. On the body, the commentator said, "Walcott has maintained a very high attendance rate this season, and he has maintained his health for almost the entire season - but he happened to be injured in the Europa League final."

Massimo Moratti's face in the stands turned from gloomy to bright. He smiled at the entourage around him and said, "Fate will favor us, our Inter Milan."

Josh Kroenke let out a long breath, "Football is fun, Tim. Now, I sincerely expect us to win this game."

"Weren't you expecting that, Mr. Kroenke?"

"I originally... just hoped, but I didn't care." Josh Kroenke murmured, "Now, I care about winning or losing."

Arsenal made a substitution. Chen Yao hugged the player who was about to play and gave many instructions. He patted his shoulder and hugged Walcott who was coming off the field.

Entering the field is No. 7, Tomas Rosicky.

The Czech jogged onto the field, the Amsterdam wind blowing in his face, as the 33-year-old Czech Mozart stepped onto the field of the Europa League final.

"Can you hear the music I play?" Rosicky asked softly.

……

"Why Thomas?" Pat Rice asked. "I thought it was Chamberlain."

"Chamberlain is a reasonable choice. But Thomas..." Wenger put the paper cup on the ground and drank a whole cup unknowingly. "Do you remember how I evaluated him?"

"Of course remember - if you like football, you will like Rosicky."

Rosicky's appearance once again changed Arsenal's offensive structure.

Stramaccioni's instructions were all for his team to adjust their defensive strategy. Arsenal repeatedly penetrated one side of the defense, making him even more anxious.

But Walcott's dismissal really relieved Stramaccioni, which meant that the defensive pressure on the left wing dropped sharply, and Inter Milan could get another stable game time.

Is that right?

In the 10th minute, Stramaccioni discovered that Arsenal's offensive formation was very extreme.

The man in front is Olivier Giroud, and behind Giroud, Griezmann, Cazorla, and Rosicky move towards the center.

Behind them, there is Aaron Ramsey, a forward maniac and long-range lover with inexhaustible motivation.

In extreme cases, Arsenal had five players attacking Inter Milan's penalty area, and their waist was only supported by Arteta, who was alone.

This is Arsenal's weakness, a huge weakness.

Stramaccioni's body language exaggeratedly pointed to the huge vacuum area on both sides of Arteta. At the same time, he motioned Milito and Coutinho to warm up. He saw the opportunity to end the game.

Still immature, Stramaccioni lamented.

His action was seen by the experienced players of Inter Milan. Cambiaso made an arc and the ball fell into the space beside Arteta. Kovacic rushed to catch the ball.

Kovacic unloaded the ball and advanced forward. His technique was a little less delicate, and his first touch with the ball went a little further.

This adjustment caused him to lose control of the ball for a short period of time and wasted a second.

Carvajal caught up with him like a bulldozer.

The Spanish defender was not in a close position to the touchline, and now he covered Arteta's defensive zone.

Carvajal took one step past Kovacic, slid to the ground in front of him, turned half a circle while sliding, straightened his legs, and flicked the ball away like a top.

A jaw-dropping interception.

Arteta quickly controlled the ball and passed it directly to Giroud.

Arsenal's crazy offensive began.

Giroud carried the Inter Milan player behind him and pinned the ball back to Ramsey, who passed Cambiaso like the wind.

Rosicky, Griezmann and Cazorla inserted themselves into Inter Milan's penalty area in an orderly manner.

Griezmann was up front and he took up the forward position, with Cazorla and Rosicky behind him.

Ramsey faked a shot while moving, and Gargano was tricked into sliding to the ground to intercept, losing his center of gravity.

The ball was passed to Rosicky's feet.

Czech Mozart begins to perform.

The Amsterdam Arena was engulfed in the roar of Arsenal fans, who were gradually realizing what kind of attacking football they were enjoying.

Rosicky pulled the ball past Juan and passed it leisurely to Cazorla.

Cazorla half-turned and brushed past another Inter Milan player whose face he couldn't even see clearly. Only blue and black flashed past his eyes.

After a one-two, the ball returned to Rosicky's feet.

Griezmann ran back and forth from the offside line, Ranocchia was dizzy, the tall center back's field of vision was full of Arsenal players shuttle, and Griezmann lightly knocked the ball once, and another one-two.

Continuous one-twos, with Rosicky as the pivot, cut through Inter Milan's defense.

But the depth left for Arsenal is also very limited.

Handanovic blocked the near corner and Rosicky had no chance to shoot.

He didn't shoot either - Rosicky played the last note of his violin and the ball drew a straight line from between Handanovic's legs to the goal.

Antoine Griezmann made a light touch.

The net turned white.

Two to one——

They passed the ball into the goal.

(End of this chapter)