My light shines on Arsenal

Chapter 64 When I Fail ([-])
On the grass at San Siro, the Rossoneri were aggressively attacking Arsenal's defense.

When Arsenal is constantly attacked by the opponent and unable to counterattack, it is destined that this team will swallow the bitter pill.

They are not a defense-oriented team.

Chen Yao knew that the AC Milan team in front of him was the afterglow of the previous era.

Their final glory is now. In a few months, Milan will usher in huge turmoil.

But at this moment, their lineup on the field is still enviable.

Double forwards, Ibrahimovic and Robinho.

Attacking midfielder, Kevin-Prince Boateng.

Three midfielders, Seedorf, Nocerino, Van Bommel.

Back four, Antonini, Thiago Silva, Mexes, Abate.

Goalkeeper, Abbiati.

Chen Yao's strategy is indeed to take advantage of the away game.Although winning is not easy, you can strive to score valuable away goals.

However, the situation on the court was not as he expected.

AC Milan led by Allegri completely suppressed Arsenal at home. Their state is very good, while Arsenal makes frequent mistakes and is in extremely poor state.

Swedish forward Zlatan Ibrahimovic performed extremely well on the court.

He can insert into the penalty area and attack the goal, or he can drop back to get the ball to support the offense.

As long as Ibrahimovic holds the ball at the front of Arsenal's penalty area, Milan's midfielders will boldly step in, and Ibrahimovic will always find a path to pass the ball out.

If the movement of the players without the ball is not perfect, Ibrahimovic can also kick from any position.

And with AC Milan's substantial pressure and advance, Arsenal's midfield had to be compressed in a small space to fill the defense zone, which made it impossible for them to counterattack.

Chen Yao witnessed with his own eyes the effect of the superstar player's self-contained system.

In the first half of the game, Arsenal had no way to fight back against Ibrahimovic's core attack.

Chen Yao looked at his watch anxiously.

It's two minutes into the second half.

The score is still two to zero.

Time is running out for Arsenal.

The players on the field ran exhaustedly on the turf, their sweat was like Chen Yao's sinking mood.

Is it still not working?
Before this game, he determined that it was the player's ability that led to the recent defeat.

Therefore, even though he knew that the physical control of Arsenal's main lineup was close to the limit, and the players' condition finally started to recover from the bottom, Chen Yao still chose to ask Wenger to use the main players.

He wouldn't have done it a month ago.

He needed a win so badly.

On the field, Milan once again penetrated Arsenal's midfield interception line.

Ibrahimovic retreated deeply to get the ball. Arsenal's two defensive midfielders invariably surrounded and attacked Ibrahimovic, while Chen Yao pointed to the side of the Arsenal goal with a broken face on the sidelines.

Ibrahimovic is too much of a threat, he alone can mess up Arsenal's midfield.

And behind the midfielder, the area in front of the back line is empty again.

Robinho ran into the penalty area, Nocerino and Boateng were separated in the two ribs, started to advance, and Milan's three-way attack started again.

And Ibrahimovic turned around easily against Arteta's defense, took two steps with the ball and swung his body, pretending to shoot directly from outside the penalty area.

A panicked Alexander Seinfeld blocked, but Ibrahimovic only faked the shot.

He shifted the ball to the left, and Nocerino rushed forward, and after entering the penalty area, he made a cross with a half-high ball.

Boateng, who was on the right side of the penalty area, stopped the ball on his chest and shot without stopping.

AC Milan has performed well under the guidance of Allegri this season. The combination of Ibrahimovic + Nobel + Black Prince has completed a simple and powerful combination.

Boateng's blast hit the inside of the goal frame and flew into the goal behind Szczesny.

Three to zero.

Chen Yao only felt dizzy for a while. He really wanted to kick a mineral water bottle or something, but in the end he just squatted on the sidelines with his head supported.

What exactly happened here.

At the end of the game, Allegri was full of joy.

In the 65th minute, Chen Yao gradually replaced the main players in frustration, and Milan scored another goal later, setting the score at [-]-[-].

It can be said that they have basically secured the quarter-finals of the Champions League.

Allegri sympathizes with his peers. He knows that if he is not a famous player with a brilliant career, or a veteran coach who follows a championship coach and is well-respected, a young man with no foundation wants to succeed in the cruelly competitive professional football world. It is not easy to get a place.

He, Allegri, is such an example.

Therefore, after getting the opportunity to coach Milan like a pie in the sky, Allegri tried his best to deal with the relationship with the big-name stars, and at the same time carefully promoted his own tactical transformation.

Every day, Allegri is walking on eggshells.

He knew that the foundation of his authority was not stable. If the locker room was willing to sell his face, he could still sit in his position. If the locker room disliked him one day, he could hand in his resignation letter and leave without the need for the boss to come forward.

However, his work is still outstanding. He successfully balanced the relationship in the locker room, adopted reasonable tactics, and brought together the little-known Nocerino, Kevin-Prince Boateng, and Al Sala. Weidu used it vividly.

That coach at Arsenal probably still needs to learn.

"Try to trust your players, they can do a lot on their own."

Allegri briefly chatted with Chen Yao after the game.

"Really?" Chen Yao just smiled wryly, "Mr. Allegri, of course it is easy for you."

……

During the post-match training, Chen Yao didn't say much.

The atmosphere in the locker room was very low, and most of the players who played today were not young players, some were older than Chen Yaodu, and he did not reprimand them like he would reprimand 20-year-old young players.

And the players are really tired.

Fatigue accumulated in half a season, continuous multi-line battles, and successive outbreaks of potential injuries, they need to rest.

In the end, Chen Yao still didn't criticize them harshly.

Looking at the players' dejected looks and tired faces, he suddenly felt guilty.

"Hey guys, I have an idea."

Wenger clapped his hands and shouted.

"Everyone is very tired. Let the game be over. We will return to London tomorrow evening. From now on, everyone can move freely and rest in Milan."

"OK, boss."

"Thank goodness."

"Milan is a good city, but I just want to sleep..."

The players finally cheered up and started discussing with one another.

Wenger walked up to Chen Yao and patted him on the shoulder, "You should go and take a rest, thank you for your hard work."

"I……"

Chen Yao wanted to say something, but the words got stuck in his throat and he didn't say it.

He just buried his cheek in his arms and nodded slightly.

(End of this chapter)