Chapter six hundred and twentieth IX each other
"very good."
Wairuigood was the first sentence of the professor after entering the locker room, and he even repeated it three times.
This made the players laugh. It was fake to say that they were not excited after the final kill was born. Aguero, who completed this attack, was directly surrounded by the players and rubbed his hair.
Wenger smiled and watched the players' interaction for a while, until everyone slowly calmed down before pulling the tactical board over.
"So, just analyze the situation in the second half."
In fact, the division of the first half is still very simple, and the players themselves have some feelings.
In the first ten minutes of the game, Chelsea played their ideal offense without getting into the form, and the Blues completed a beautiful attack and sent the ball into the goal.
In this case, the characteristics of Drogba emphasized by Wenger are fully displayed.
However, the Gunner then took over the rhythm for a full thirty minutes.
"In the second half of the game, we can even give up a certain attack in order to control it. The opponent will definitely be more and more anxious. When they are anxious, our chance will come."
The professor directly expressed his thoughts, which is not difficult to understand and is very acceptable to the team members.
"I understand coach!"
"Remember, if you want to kill your opponent directly, don't fight them after the opening. What we want is overall victory, not temporary gains and losses."
"learn!"
He quickly completed his explanation. The professor did not make any adjustments to the team's formation. As the season progressed, his disciples' autonomy became stronger and stronger.
Many times, the professor only needs to tell the players what they want, and the specific details will be filled by this group of players who have gradually taken the world-class pace.
Therefore, the Gunner had more time to rest and recuperate during the half-time break.
Everyone calmed down after a while of liveliness, and a brief silence and breathing were prepared for the continued battle in the second half.
Compared to the Arsenal locker room, the Chelsea locker room seemed a bit violent. First, Di Matteo began to lose his temper after entering the locker room. He was very dissatisfied with the team's concealment of the goal in the last moment of the first half.
For this reason, he cursed Terry, who was finally picked and passed into the penalty area by Liu Feng from front of him like a wooden stake.
"Didn't you say you would give him good looks? Where did your blood and movements go? Don't give him space, don't give him space, how many times have I said it!"
After slamming the defense line, Dimatio turned his attention to the team's midfield and forward line.
"Are you playing their respective games?"
A soul question left the players speechless. As the team's captain and midfielder core, Lampard chose to stand up on his own initiative.
"It's my problem."
"It's not a problem for one person. In the second half, we will become 433 again. Whether it's offense or defense, don't let me see a disconnected team anymore."
"clear!"
For the rest of the time, the atmosphere in the Blues locker room was serious and depressing. It was not until the locker room door was knocked that everyone left here as if they were running away.
The players of the two teams met one after another in the player channel. Since they did not use teams in the second half, they did not communicate much with each other.
As for Liu Feng, after feeling Terry's scorching gaze, he chose to ignore it again. His straight back led a group of Gunners to his own half.
"Okay, the two teams have returned to the stadium, and the second half is about to begin."
Liu Jianhong's voice rang again, and the scene on the court came to the eyes of the fans surrounding the TV again.
"Arsenal had the kick-off in the second half, and Afeng and Aguero stood in front of the ball. They each made a beautiful goal in the first half."
The fans in the stands were almost resting. After the air was still for about a second, the referee blew the whistle in his mouth again, the game started again.
"Shh!"
"Arsenal took the ball, Gansuo passed the ball in the midfield, the Gunners' formation is still 442. They began to control the ball in their own midfield, and Chelsea returned to the three-front organization again, and several forwards passed the half."
As Wenger expected, Chelsea, which is behind at home, cannot play 451. The bus is always a standard 1-0, and it is impossible to fall behind.
Faced with the continuous pressing of the opponent's three forwards, the Gunners' respective ball control skills were quickly reflected.
Wilhel and Ramsey are qualified as standard England midfielders, and are still fearless in the physical contact between the opponent's pressing players.
As a Brazilian player, Gansuo is skilled in detail. Many times he doesn't give the other party a chance to contact his body. He just picks out the ball and sends it out if he changes direction or frysank.
Only Walcott seemed a little immature. Under the crazy interference of Mata, he almost threw away the ball in a mess.
In this case, Walcott got a lot less pass from Ganso, and Chelsea slowly relaxed his pressing.
Then, in the 57th minute of the game, they felt the horror of this young player who was not capable of possessing the ball.
"Ganso chose to pass back against Lampard's press, and the ball was sent to Ramsey's feet. Drogba went straight to the right and sent it to Alves to get the ball!"
"Swish~"
The ball was pushed out by Alves the next moment, and the full-back inserted an assist at this moment.
"The speed is fast and the way forward along the side road. Mata quickly met. Alves has arrived at the position of the wing forward and gave it directly along the side road. The little tiger got the ball!"
He walked as fast as he could, and when Walcott rushed up on the side, Mikel, who was trying to make up for his position and moved toward him, was stunned.
Mikel had just run halfway through, and Tigers had already fought with the opponent's fullback Cahill.
"I faced with the full-back, changed direction and headed inward toward the middle, Cahill followed, changed direction and headed toward the side again, opening up space for himself to move forward."
Although he did not pass the other party directly, Walcott squeezed out a position for himself. He stuck Cahill who was leaning against the left and quickly went down the bottom.
"Bang!"
"The cross from the bottom is made, and the ball flew to the middle!!!"
The next moment, the ball took off, Liu Feng and Aguero had already entered the penalty area, and they jumped high at the same time.
"The front point missed, Aguero and Ivanovic lost their grasp of the ball at the same time. The ball flew to the back point, and Terry and Afeng competed for the same point without giving in to each other!"
"Dong!"
Chapter completed!