Chapter 774: Human or Ghost, Super Shot
Snapped,
The ball hit the side net hard, missing by more than 20 centimeters.
Almunia's eyes were stunned, completely lost.
In the stands, the young Gunners captain Fabregas wiped his face and shouted:
"Didn't anyone stop him?"
"What do you do for food?"
"How is it possible for him to shoot so easily?"
Fabregas was very dissatisfied with the performance of his teammates on the field. He believed that he had every chance to stop Dong Fangzhuo.
But Rosicky next to him didn't say anything, he just held his chin quietly, thinking in his heart, Dong Fangzhuo is already difficult to guard, and you may not be able to do it on the court...
Then Arsenal finally got a chance to hit the Inter Milan penalty area. Nasri used his skillful foot skills to make Cambiaso lose his position, and Cambiaso fouled him. However, Nasri's free kick hit the wall, and then Dane Bendtner followed up and hit the goal. Cesar firmly pressed the ball under him.
As the game progressed, Arsenal gradually adapted to Inter Milan's oppressive style of play and gradually regained their disadvantage. However, the Inter Milan players' fighting in the midfield was still rougher than that of Arsenal's players, and Arsenal could not let go.
In the 22nd minute, Zanetti made a pass from the right, Dong Fangzhuo flicked in front, and the ball hit Balotelli's calf. Unfortunately, Balotelli did not realize the exact position of the ball and missed the opportunity.
"Is this an assist?"
Balotelli muttered.
This also requires too much of his skills...
Arsenal players immediately counterattacked. Toure made a long pass to find Nasri. Nasri made a diagonal pass from the left. Van Persie's header from the 7-yard right side of the Inter Milan penalty area bounced slightly wide of the far corner.
"Both sides need a goal,"
"But it's just a little bit different."
"Whoever opens the goal account first will be able to control the situation. Inter Milan may not need a victory, but just needs an away goal..."
"A draw is enough for Inter Milan."
Huang Jianxiang analyzed.
Zhang Liu shook his head, "No, I think Mourinho is not satisfied with just a draw and an away goal."
"If it were other teams, they might have this idea, but Wenger's Arsenal? Mourinho is quite knowledgeable. And Arsenal has a characteristic in the Champions League. They can play well at away games, but always at home. The boat capsized in the gutter..."
"You see Inter Milan is pressing so hard in the midfield and frontcourt. They definitely don't want a draw. Dong Fangzhuo's running range was particularly wide today, almost covering the midfield and frontcourt."
In the 25th minute, Dong Fangzhuo received the ball in the middle and sent a direct pass. Diaby fell to the ground and failed to tackle. Crespo passed the ball on the left and entered the penalty area with a single knife, and shot from a small angle from 8 yards!
Snapped,
Almunia used his body to seal the bottom line.
"Almunia's reaction was amazing. Crespo's shot was good. Inter Milan once again missed a good opportunity to score!"
The corner kick was taken, and Almunia took the ball away steadily.
"A good goalkeeper is worth half of the team. That's how Almunia feels now. But Arsenal is not a weak team. Almunia should not be allowed to perform so well!"
"I feel that Dong Fangzhuo is really suitable for the position of attacking midfielder, so that his movement is very flexible. Although Denilson and Diaby constantly take turns to mark him, his position is not fixed. Unlike the forward position, he is always Being watched closely by the centre-backs gives him the advantage of passing the ball."
One minute later, Arsenal got another chance. Robin van Persie received a pass from Bendtner from the right and hit the goal and missed the right post.
"Arsenal has very few shooting opportunities, but they can't seize them. This should make Wenger feel helpless. Look at him now, he almost wants to put on his shoes and kick..."
After that, Inter Milan still had the upper hand, but neither side made any achievements in the first half hour, and the score was still o:o.
Dong Fangzhuo gradually moved his position forward,
In the 36th minute, he leaned against Toure in front of Arsenal's penalty area and knocked the ball directly back to Stankovic. Stankovic fired an angry shot from 16 yards, but his left-footed shot missed the goal. Got it!
Dong Fangzhuo shook his head helplessly. He found that his teammates wasted opportunities too much. If you waste too many opportunities, you will be punished, so he decided to solve the problem personally.
He dribbles more in the middle, and Diaby next to him knows it best.
In the 38th minute, Maicon rushed up and worked with Zanetti twice in a row, and finally handed the ball to Dong Fangzhuo.
Dong Fangzhuo made a feint, pretending to pass the ball straight to Maicon, but he shook Diaby over, and then strode forward with the ball towards the center. Denilson on the left quickly came over to cover the position, and Dong Fangzhuo pulled the ball back to his right foot. .
He just made a slight adjustment and suddenly hit the door!
25 meters away from the goal, a shocking long-range shot caught Almunia off guard.
Things happened suddenly. Almunia didn't expect that Dong Fangzhuo would suddenly take a long shot!
boom--
A kick of falling leaves slashed towards the lower right corner of the goal.
"Falling leaves!"
"Falling leaves!"
"Falling leaves!"
Seeing this unexpected arc, the whole audience almost exclaimed in unison.
Swish——
The ball went straight into the net!
"The ball is in!"
"The ball is in!"
"The ball is in!"
"It's so easy to score a goal, it's effortless."
"Dong Fangzhuo's 8th Champions League goal this season."
"In the 38th minute, Inter Milan leads 1:o in the away game."
"He solved the problems that his teammates couldn't solve himself. Isn't that just a goal? Seeing how hard you played and wasting so many opportunities, you might as well do it yourself!"
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"goooooooooooooooooa1!"
“gooooooooooooooooooooooooooa1!”
"dFgooooooooooooooa1! It's been a long time, a beautiful long-range goal. Heck, the speed of this goal didn't break the record. I thought he would hit a goal of 186 meters!"
At Sky TV, Lineker yelled, "Martin, you lost, you owe me 10 pounds, I have money to buy breakfast tomorrow."
"I said he would definitely score in the first half. Dong could not tolerate letting the o:o score drag on to the end of the first half. I said that when his teammates could not solve the problem of scoring, he would definitely stand up. .”
"Hey, the professor's face is so ugly. This is Dong's 15th goal against Arsenal, right? It should be this number. Nemesis, absolute nemesis. There is a reason why the betting company doesn't give him odds. …”
"Inter Milan scored first on the road, which is quite detrimental to Arsenal. They must press forward, otherwise their dream of staying in the Champions League will be shattered."
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After seeing Dong Fangzhuo score, a huge banner immediately appeared in the stands of the Emirates Stadium. The banner clearly showed Dong Fangzhuo's face, but there were all kinds of incomprehensible spells written next to it.
Huang Jianxiang was happy when he saw it, "What are the Arsenal fans doing already? This kind of curse banner should have been taken out earlier. Dong Fangzhuo scored a goal, and they only thought of this trick..."
"Although this trick is useless..."
"Wenger still hopes that the first half will end quickly and see if he can come up with a way to equalize the score during the halftime break. He can consider Henry sitting in the VIP stands. If Henry is on the court, maybe Arsenal will not I scored a goal, but it’s a pity that Henry is no longer from Arsenal.”
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"Wardefake, let me just say this, give this guy even a little space to shoot, and he will cause trouble! It's fine now, we're behind." Fabregas in the stands spread his hands, feeling sorry for the lost ball. Very helpless.
"Actually, you can knock him down early, but you shouldn't give him a chance to shoot!"
"Too stupid, too stupid, too stupid!"
Fabregas is very emotional...
beep,
When the game resumed, Arsenal did not rush to attack, but resolutely reversed. Perhaps in the eyes of the Arsenal players, they could just waste these few minutes and they would not be able to score a goal anyway.
Nasri and Denilson slowly passed the ball in the midfield, and finally Denilson handed the ball to the left wing. The ball was not fast, but Robin van Persie was too slow to connect.
Maicon suddenly jumped out and stole the ball before Van Persie.
"Maicon!"
"Maicon!"
"Maicon!"
"Maicon snatched the ball from Robin van Persie and he quickly dribbled the ball forward with only Clichy guarding him."
Whoosh,
Maicon passed the ball confidently without any hesitation.
Arsenal's backcourt was a little empty, but Almunia didn't dare to retreat. He seemed to be ready to attack in advance!
Diaby pulled to the wing in a hurry, trying to prevent Maicon from continuing to break through.
Maicon did not hesitate at all and swept the ball directly to the center.
"Dong Fangzhuo!"
Dong Fangzhuo ran very fast, giving Denilson no chance to catch up.
What a ball!
Dong Fangzhuo praised the benefits of Maicon's passing.
Facing the ball, Dong Fangzhuo stepped forward with his right foot, and Dong Fangzhuo kicked with the instep!
"ah!"
"Lob shot!"
Almunia, run back quickly! Astonished, he became a little flustered and his steps staggered a little.
"Oh, oh, oh..."
Almunia, who looked confused, kept retreating from the penalty area. When he retreated to the line of the small penalty area, he finally couldn't help but jump. The ball was flying faster than he was retreating. More often than not, he had to try to jump up and touch the ball.
However, he didn't touch it, he took it for granted!
"The ball is in!"
"The ball is in!"
"The ball is in!"
"Almunia didn't touch the ball and the ball flew directly into the net!"
"This is a super lob shot from 45 meters away!"
"Dong Fangzhuo!"
"Dong Fangzhuo!"
"2:o, the 9th Champions League goal!"
Buzz buzz...
All the Arsenal fans in the audience watched Dong Fangzhuo tease Almunia with a super lob shot. There was no way they could do it.
"asshole,"
"asshole,"
"asshole!"
"Why him again!"
"Is this guy a human or a ghost? Why can he even do a lob? Is he really still a human?"
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