"This is the opponent's home court, and I think you also feel it during the warm-up. Their fans are no less fanatical than our fans."

"That's right, coach."

"But, what's the point? Will we lose this game?"

"Won't!"

"Will we return home with our defeat?"

"Won't!"

"Very good, then use your performance to shut up those noisy fans!"

"clear!"

A brief and direct conversation, all the tactical exercises and arrangements that should be conducted during the morning training have been completed, and the next thing to do is to go to the game.

With a few simple but powerful questions, the professor nodded with satisfaction and left the rest of the time to the team members.

Everyone sat there and kept chatting with people nearby. The atmosphere before the game was not tense, after all, the opponent was not a particularly strong team.

However, the atmosphere is not tense, which does not mean that the players are not in a strong mood. In the fiercely competitive Arsenal team, any player performs abnormally in any game, and what awaits them is the bench for the next game.

Because everyone waiting below has the ability to play as the main player in other teams.

"Okay, brothers, I'll just say a few words."

When the game was about to start a few minutes before it, Liu Feng, as the captain, felt that he needed to say a few words to make the team pay more attention to this game.

"I have played for Piacenza, a team that has never won a league title, and has never even participated in the Champions League before."

Watching every teammate sincerely: "But, in our first season in the Champions League, we beat one top club after another, and the reason why we won the game is simple - faith."

"In this game, our opponent is a team with faith. I think you have also felt it, but will Arsenal become a stepping stone on their dark road???"

"Absolutely!"

"Yes, never! I hope everyone will play a 100,000-point spirit. This game may be more difficult than we thought, but the victory must belong to Arsenal, because ~"

"Arsenal is an invincible place!"

"Very good, then go!"

Seeing everyone's momentum rise, Liu Feng no longer wasted his time and opened the goal and walked out. He was so majestic that he also raised the momentum of the entire team.

"The two sides walked out of the player channel. The team wearing an orange and red jersey standing on the left of the referee is the home team of Galatasaray in this game, while the team wearing a yellow jersey on the right is the Arsenal team who came to challenge."

The two sides shook hands friendly on the court and quickly dispersed. The captains of both sides came to the referee and started the game-scissors. Liu Feng, who lost the game-scissors, had to choose the right to choose the court.

"Galatasaray chose the kick-off right, the ball was put in front of the serving point, Brut and Ilmaz stood in front of the ball, and they will be the first to kick off the ball."

As both sides stood on the court, the noisy sound on the court became quiet for a moment after entering the court.

“嘘~嘘!!!”

With the referee's whistle roaring, the game officially kicked off.

"CCTV, CCTV, audience friends, you are now seeing the 2012-2013 Champions League quarter-finals Galatasaray's home match against Arsenal. I am commentator Liu Jianhong."

The classic opening remarks quickly brought the fans in front of the TV into the state as they fell into the hustle and bustle again.

After passing the ball to Ilmaz, Brut turned around and rushed to the Gunners' half. Then Ilmaz scored the ball to Galata midfielder Kurutus who was approaching.

"In this game, the home team Galatasaray was lined up with a 4231 formation. In addition to a forward Brut, they were arranged in 23 positions in the midfield, with the left forward Ilmaz, the right forward Altotop, and the midfielder Kurutus."

The home team's starting lineup was quickly introduced at the beginning. The Galata team, which was similar to the 451 formation, did not start attacking at the beginning, so it gave Liu Jianhong plenty of time.

"In the two midfielders, Sneider and Inan partnered with two midfielders. As the team's new players, Sneider has now become Galata's most relied on the core of the midfield."

Just as Liu Jianhong was talking about Sneijder, the midfielder got the ball. Under Inan's protection, there was no pressing from the Gunners around him when he took the ball. He just swept the ball and then quickly passed it out.

The ball flew in the air and crossed the midfield line like eyes found Galata's left forward Ilmaz. As the player went forward, the home team's first attack officially started.

Liu Jianhong didn't bother to continue introducing the players and quickly changed the starting lineup. The key point came to Galata.

"Ilmaz dribbled the ball and advanced quickly. Sneijder's pass was really accurate, helping the team directly cross the midfield defense line pressed by the Gunners, and the wing forward met directly with the opponent's full-back."

The encounter between Ilmaz and Alves was not as people thought Mars hit the earth. The Galata fans' voices turned when their wing forward suddenly changed direction to the right and then directly poked the ball out.

"A sudden pass, this pass is too unconventional, it's really hard for his teammates~ Brut! He ran to the position, and he actually ran to the position, stabbed the ball out again in front of Vermalen, and he followed him to break into the penalty area!"

"Bang!"

Everything happened so suddenly. When Virmuelen lost his tracks of football, he chose to get stuck in front of Brut.

The two of them collided directly on the left side of the arc top of the penalty area and fell to the ground together.

"Shh!"

"The referee blew a whistle. He showed Vermalen directly the yellow card. Obviously, he decided that he maliciously blocked the offensive player's foul. Galata's attack was too sudden, which can be regarded as a cautious tactical foul."

Liu Jianhong and the nervous gun fans were relieved at this moment. The game started less than five minutes later. Once the opponent really hit the penalty area and scored, this game would be difficult for the Gunners.

The Champions League knockout round is not a league, and the gap in one goal is likely to be coming again next year.

The boos from Galata fans were shocking, but there was no conflict between the players on both sides.

As he supported Brut and stood up, Vermullen watched helplessly as the opponent's players began to prepare for a free kick. The distance was actually a threatening attack, but he could only do that.
Chapter completed!