Chapter 439： Ruined

Chapter 439 is over

Blanco's expression was ugly. On the one hand, he was in conflict with the top management of the club, and on the other hand, the performance of the players did not meet his expectations.

Verratti's ability is very good, but he still can't form a confrontation with Lucky and Cazorla.

Especially a player with a large tonnage like Lucky makes Verratti have nowhere to play.

Can't **** and can't snatch, rush and can't rush, and pass the ball with one foot and become extremely careful.

"Verratti started to pass the safety ball!"

Paul Mawson said with a smile; "Kate and Kante put a lot of pressure on the Paris players to pass the ball, and it would be extremely uncomfortable for anyone to be stared at by two midfielders with extremely high interception attributes."

"Both Kai and Kante can be Arsenal's interception points, and since Kante's performance has gotten better and better, Kai's position has become a bit higher, which also means Arsenal have a higher position. The frontcourt pressing ability!"

As Paul Mawson said, Lucky's range of activities is no longer in his own half, but covers the opponent's ribs and his own ribs, including this large area of ​​​​the middle circle.

This is Wenger's intention to expand Lekai's playing range and to give him more support.

In Wenger's vision, Luckey wants to become the all-around core of Arsenal.

Then keep expanding his playing range until he can cover more.

And after Le Kai is in the frontcourt, Paris Saint-Germain is also under great pressure.

A lot of their passing lanes were blocked when a steal-blocking machine was cruising in their own half.

Even some slightly dangerous passing routes, they dare not pass again.

Once Lekai steals the ball in the frontcourt, it will be fatal to Paris.

"He's so annoying!"

In the stands, a Paris fan scolded irritably.

Despite his current position, Lucky did not grab the ball.

But every time Paris passes the ball, Luckey will appear in that place at the right time, and it will appear more and more frequently and faster.

This gave Paris fans a strong sense of crisis for every pass the home team made in their own half.

It can be said that Le Kai's pressing in the frontcourt directly exerted enormous pressure on the Paris players.

"Kick your feet when you feel dangerous!"

Thiago Silva reminded loudly.

He could feel that the passing of his midfielders was restricted, and Luckey seemed to be getting better and better as he appeared at the passing spot faster and faster.

Uncertain, that one was really stolen.

Paris must not give Luckey this opportunity.

Of course, it wasn’t just Lucky alone, Suarez, Cazorla, Sanchez, and Di Maria were also frantically pressing under Lucky’s lead.

It's just that Lucky is the biggest threat.

Thiago Silva is a well-meaning reminder, but such words are offensive to every midfielder.

They eat by passing the ball, and they have absolute confidence in their skills and passing.

For a midfielder, you can question my shooting style, but not my passing accuracy.

It's even harder not to let them pass the ball.

Now you still want to open your feet blindly?

This is simply impossible!

The ball came to Matuidi's feet. After he received the ball, he immediately pulled it back and knocked it across to Verratti.

It was hit by Cazorla and Suarez, but the two immediately turned their heads and rushed towards Verratti.

"The rhythm of these guys is getting faster and faster!"

Lucky also ran towards Verratti at this time.

Cazorla attacked from the side, so Lucky chose to block the position of his turn.

But in the next second, he gave up the idea and accelerated towards Verratti.

Matuidi saw Le Kai stepped forward and ran wildly, and immediately shouted; "Be careful behind you!"

Verratti faced the ball coming from the side, and did not make any turning movements. Instead, with the ball on his back, he continued to swipe the ball in the direction of the ball, and on the one hand, pulled the ball away from Cazorla. Distance, on the other hand, can guarantee the ball, as long as his explosiveness is enough, he can get rid of Lekai.

Viratti has a good idea and a good abacus.

But after he really swiped, a foot suddenly appeared in the field of vision and shoved the ball forward.

Verratti slammed into Lucky with the whole body, but Lucky didn't mean to slow down, twisted his shoulders and pushed forward hard, pushed Verratti directly to the side, and continued to sprint forward.

"Steal the ball! Steal the frontcourt!"

The live commentary in Paris exclaimed, and the voice was a little sharp.

At the same time, Verratti also lay on the ground and raised his hand, indicating that the ball was fouled.

But the referee stretched his hands forward and continued to attack.

"This is a beautiful steal! The one who touched the ball first went for the ball. Verratti fell to Kai's position. It was a problem of inertia of his body, and there was no foul factor. It was just that he didn't fight. It's just over the body."

Paul Mawson looked excited, his eyes did not blink.

He looked at Lucky with anticipation.

What should Lucky do with this ball?

Because Verratti conceded the ball, Luckey went directly to the area of ​​​​the penalty area, with only the back line of Paris in front of him.

And Arsenal's attacking players also invested four people.

Thiago Silva saw Lekai's steal, and the alarm bell sounded in his heart.

But he forcibly calmed down and shouted to both sides; "Watch the two flanks, Marquinhos, Suarez is over to you!"

After he finished speaking, he rushed in the direction of Lucky.

He is going to go forward to press, and someone must do it at this time. Once Lucky gets too close, this guy can shoot.

Of course, while running, he is also paying attention to Cazorla.

After all, both of them need him to limit.

However, Thiago Silva has to watch Luckey first.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and Thiago Silva is also extremely nervous.

"Come closer!"

"Come closer!"

Thiago Silva kept thinking about it.

When he was about three meters close to Lucky, Lucky's speed had dropped, his body's center of gravity had come between his legs, and his footsteps had shown a unique rhythm.

"Damn!"

As a Brazilian, Thiago Silva is very aware of this unique adjustment and rhythm, which is the basis of samba football and the preparation before making fake moves.

But will Lucky make fake moves?

Scraping the head also has no data.

So, this guy is bluffing!

Sure enough, Lucky made a move to the left.

To pass on to Cazorla?

Thiago Silva was overjoyed, and he immediately stretched out his foot to the side.

"Caught by me!"

But in the next second, Lucky's shoe studs rubbed the upper edge of the ball, and took a step forward. He twisted his body slightly to the left, and swept his left foot to the back of his right foot, knocking on the ball. .

The ball slipped through Thiago Silva's crotch and ran diagonally forward.

And there, Cazorla stepped forward.

oh! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! —

Paul Mawson shouted directly.

He was amazed by Lucky's fake action.

But at this time, Cazorla had already rushed into the big penalty area. Due to the situation, he could only shout: "Cazorla! This ball"

At this moment, the entire Prince Park stadium was silent.

The hearts of the Paris fans were beating violently.

The same goes for Arsenal fans.

All eyes were on Cazorla.

Marchinhos wanted to stop Cazorla, but found it was too late.

He can only pin his hopes on Sirigu, hoping that he can continue the super **** performance of the previous round.

Sirigu abandoned the door and attacked, he quickly rushed towards Cazorla and jumped forward.

His right hand was slightly raised, ready to pick the ball.

But Cazorla made a sudden stop and changed direction, killing him directly from the side of Sirigu.

"Ruined!"

The Paris defender is cold inside.

After passing the goalkeeper, Cazorla easily pushed the ball into the goal.

In 21 minutes, Arsenal completed a beautiful steal in the frontcourt, and scored the first goal with Lekai's wonderful scoring and Cazorla's calm change of direction and shot.

Arsenal scored an away goal and further expanded the score.

This goal is a nightmare for Paris.

Because, they have to score at least six goals at home to advance to the semi-finals.

Do not! ! ! ! —

This can be understood from the mournful wailing of the on-site commentator, how desperate they are for this goal.

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