Chelsea's celebration did not last long, and for Boas and his disciples, it was not their goal to just draw with the opponent at home.

"I returned to the kick-off point again, the game had reached the 59th minute, and both sides returned to the same starting line again."

The ups and downs and downs are the strong showdown that people love to watch the most.

There was no one-sided situation and no natural victory. The enthusiasm of the fans of both sides rose again after the score reached 2-2.

Chelsea fans gave crazy cheers to the home team at Stamford Bridge, and Arsenal fans also hoarse in the away stands.

They all try to give strength to the players on the field and then get the victory.

"Shhh!"

For the second time in the second half, Liu Feng drove the ball out.

His eyes swept over Torres and Mata, and then passed by the opponent and broke into Chelsea's half.

As strikers, both sides have their own responsibilities, and now it is the time to see their performance.

Liu Feng's mind was full of how to run through the opponent's goal again, so that his running position in the frontcourt became more active. Less than two minutes into the opening game, Wilhel completed a beautiful straight pass.

It was Liu Feng who got the ball.

Unfortunately, Trigalandpard's two men's hard defense ultimately failed to allow Liu Feng to successfully shoot the ball. A few steps away from the penalty area, Terry once again used an action at the critical point of the foul.

The angry Liu Feng complained to the referee like an angry lion, and the referee who wanted to say something left without saying a word.

“Shit!”

Seeing Terry give the ball to Lampard, after Lampard took it and started Chelsea's attack, Liu Feng could only hurry back and try to interfere.

Unfortunately, this time the Blues' attack was a bit outrageously fast.

"Lampard dribbled forward, Wilshire was fired towards him, and his big feet were coming out!!!"

A whistle sounded, and Chelsea's attack was definitely not aimless. Lampard's pass fell accurately between Walcott and Mikel.

Then, the Blues' midfielder was bursting with all his strength and stabbed the ball before returning to the little tiger who was chasing him slightly slower.

"Mickel passed the ball, Mata, Mata again! He took the initiative to retreat and responded to the ball again."

In the 63rd minute of the game, Chelsea's offense once again reached the front line level.

Mata, who had the ball, turned around and rushed towards Macon, which caught Macon off guard, but he accurately found the opponent's route and stuck in the correct position.

"This time I'm quite experienced in the position selection. After being broken by Mata twice, Macon finally learned to be smart. I can't compare with you with explosive power and reaction. Then I won't compare these two points with you. There is nothing wrong with this."

Nodded to Maikong's choice this time, Liu Jianhong's comments were very accurate.

Mata on the court realized that he could not easily break through the wing and create opportunities. He crossed the ball directly from the left and gave it to the team's fulcrum at Torres's feet.

At this moment, Torres was entangled with Koscheerney. He was holding the ball with his back on his back and did not seek to turn around after getting the ball, but quickly observed the positions of his teammates on both sides.

"Pass!"

The next moment, Sturridge's voice rang.

Sturridge, who was so miserable that he was defended by Artsas in this game, finally ran out of a short gap.

Torres did not delay the pass directly.

"The ball came to Sturridge on the right. He just got the ball and was followed by Artsas again. He could only take the ball with the ball and move diagonally towards the penalty area."

At this moment, Chelsea's midfielders had also followed, and people were thinking about the next moves of the Blues, and the players on the field quickly gave them the answer.

"Sturridge forced the ball to the right. He pulled the direction and angle away, and wanted to cross from the bottom~, push it out with force! Directly cross in parallel."

"Swish~"

The ball rolled past Alsace's feet, in front of Koscheerney and Torres, and in front of the unexpected Fabiansky's eyes.

"From the right to the left, Mata broke into the penalty area!!!"

“Hu~Hu~Hu~Hu~”

Maicon felt that his lungs were about to explode, but the young man who was half ahead of him seemed to be nothing.

He tried his last bit of strength to pull the opponent who was about to face the ball, trying to use a foul to stop the opponent's attack.

But even the attempt to foul failed.

"Bang!"

"The ball hit the toe of the right foot, and Fabiansky quickly went down the bottom. It was too late, and the ball rolled into the goal!!!"

"Matamatamata!!! Scored twice!!!"

This is the 63rd minute of the game. Less than ten minutes after the last goal was born, another goal was born.

"boom!!!"

Chelsea fans exploded, and countless fans stood up directly from their seats, and everything in their hands, necks and even chests that could represent Chelsea's blue were waving.

"Mata! Roar!"

"Chelsea! Roar!"

"Dongdongdong! Dadongdongdong! Dadongdongdongdong!"

As the fans organizers standing in the front of the stands started to start the rhythm with loudspeakers, the entire Stamford Bridge Stadium resounded with the voices of Blues fans.

Arsenal has once again become a spectator.

"Gibbs, Gansuo, come on!"

Wenger on the sidelines completely lost his patience. It only took seven minutes for the team to go from leading to falling behind. This was really something that made him want to scold him.

Without comforting Maicon, who was replaced by a dead-season after losing the ball, Wenger just patted his shoulder and signaled that he could go to rest.

While the Blues were still celebrating, Arsenal took the lead in completing two substitutions.

After replacing Macon, Gibbs came to the left-back position, while Arthas was transferred to the right. After learning about Mata's strength, Wenger realized that he had to use the strongest strength to limit the winger.

"Wing Road! Wing Road! Wing Road! Turn your attention here, the front guards pay attention to defense, don't give them any more opportunities!!!"

Behind 2-3, the Gunners have since fallen into a passive situation.

With thirty minutes left in the game, it is not yet at the point of being in a dead end.

But if they don't pay attention to it, it is very likely that in the end, they will really become the background of a great show for their opponents.

"Huh~~~~~"

On the field, the Gunners' players accepted Wenger's intense arrangements.

Off the field, covering his face with his jersey, Maicon was sighing weakly.

In seven minutes, two goals, plus the concealment after the opening, the former world's No. 1 full-back finally got old in this game, and he had to accept the reality that he had been gone forever.
Chapter completed!