Chapter 208 Burial
That was Arsenal's first offensive opportunity after kicking off in the second half. Young player Hames quickly pushed forward after getting the ball on the right, and Hazard, who was facing him, quickly rushed towards him.
"Drifting the ball lightly changes direction and avoids the opponent's pressing and continues to move forward along the side. Hazard is very persistent and quickly turns around and accelerates and pushes up again after being passed."
There is no need to doubt Chelsea's strong momentum at Stamford Bridge. Under the leadership of a group of old players, both new players and young players are definitely trying their best.
Soon, Hames, whose speed was not his own specialty, was chased by Hazard from behind, but he had already noticed this. When the opponent was about to rely on him to interfere with him, the ball was already sent out by him.
"Passing the ball to Xiangzhong, Giroud stuck to the Oscar who was defending himself, and with a light move, Gansuo got the ball again, and the Gunners had successfully entered the Chelsea half in the frontcourt."
It turns out that when Arsenal began to devote himself to the offense, any opponent had to choose to shrink the formation and be careful. At this moment, Chelsea's fierce momentum of rushing through the half-time pressing and stealing the ball to attack could not be created at all.
"Ganso organized the offense in the middle, and Maticka, who quickly returned to defense, was in front of him, which forced his dribbling to slow down. The two began to confront each other and pass the ball! Ganso did not hesitate. It seems that Arsenal's goal of giving the ball for a moment will never change."
"Swish~"
On the court, Gansu's route of passing the ball was straight and accurate. Neymar, who had just reached out to the left, rushed forward, received the ball in front of him the next moment. Then his direct slap began to move forward along the left side. The opponent's full-back Carras did not dare to neglect and attack quickly to start again at him.
"The ball sways left and right, breaks through to the right, fake moves~Karlas was tricked by Neymar. The new generation of Brazilian Samba football's skills are too thin."
"Haha, that's right."
On the court, after Neymar had shaken a few times, Karas was already nervous to the limit. Then in the next second, Neymar's very deceptive move to break through his left hand also made him finally get out of his foot.
"Successfully break through from Karas' right hand! Beautiful! Continue down the wing, Arsenal's chance comes again."
"Dong!"
Just as Zhan Jun and Liu Jianhong were watching Arsenal's attack with anticipation, a discordant collision sounded on the court the next moment.
"Ivanovic flew directly! He kicked over Neymar who was carrying the ball. This was definitely not a normal tackle move. You can see that Neymar was already rolling on the ground with his ankle covering his ankle."
The pain, the extreme pain, the severe pain from the ankle of the right foot made Neymar just whimper at this moment.
“What fuck you do!”
The initiator of everything, Ivanovic, climbed up with a calm look on his face. He didn't even look at Neymar who was falling to the ground for a long time, but turned around and walked towards his teammates who were running over. Obviously, he was ready to hide behind his teammates and wait for the penalty quietly.
At this moment, a tall figure that he had never expected appeared in front of him and strangled his throat.
"Liu Feng! He stood up for Neymar and grabbed Ivanovic's throat. He was not afraid at all when facing the tall defender who was nearly 1.9 meters tall."
After his captain made such a move, the other Arsenal players naturally could not be idle. They rushed forward to cheer for Liu Feng and helped him block the Chelsea players who rushed up after his teammates were strangled.
"What are you doing!"
For a moment, the Chelsea penalty area became chaotic, and the referee rushed over and blew the whistles in his mouth to signal everyone to separate.
At this time, Liu Feng and Ivanovic had become the swaying bull. Both of them glared at each other and had no intention of giving in. After Liu Feng took another step forward, Ivanovic simply pushed Liu Feng away in front of him with his hand. Liu Feng did not show any weakness and directly grabbed the other party's collar.
This scene happened to make the referee rushing over, and he blew a sharp whistle again and took out two yellow cards.
"I order you to separate!"
"In order to maintain order, the referee directly showed two yellow cards. He gave Liu Feng and Ivanovic respectively, and was obviously very dissatisfied with the actions of the two."
"Oh, wouldn't that be..."
Before Zhan Jun finished speaking, the referee on the court had already taken out the third yellow card.
"Sure enough, Ivanovic's tackle over Neymar just now was enough to play cards. The two yellows turned red. This player who made a foul regardless of consequences was punished!"
“嘘!嘘!嘘!”
In the stands, countless Chelsea fans were very dissatisfied with the referee's penalty this time. They were unreasonable and booed a huge boo to try to put pressure on the referee, but unfortunately, they could not change the result of the penalty.
"The game has just arrived fifty minutes, which means that in the next forty minutes, Chelsea will play against Arsenal with ten players."
"Yes, but Neymar's injury seems to be quite serious."
It was not until this moment that people's eyes finally shifted from the chaos just now to Neymar, who was lying on the ground and was left by the team doctor Shi Wei. Judging from the expression in the camera, Neymar was quite painful.
This is true. When the team doctor waved his hand to Wenger on the sidelines helplessly, he signaled to make a substitution immediately, the Brazilian player covered his face in pain.
"The stretcher has entered the court. It seems that the consequences of Ivanovic's tackle are far more serious than we thought. Now Arsenal has to make a passive substitution."
The teammates walked to Neymar who was carried onto the stretcher to comfort him. Liu Feng, who had just stood up for him and had a yellow card, was also worried. He held his little brother's hand tightly and had the last conversation on the court with him.
"Feng, you want to win!"
"Don't worry, we will definitely win."
The chaos was carried away by Neymar, and Ivanovic disappeared on the court and completely calmed down. Wenger and Mourinho on the sidelines also looked at the bench behind him at the same time.
Obviously, under this situation, both Wenger and Mourinho have to make adjustments.
One of them needs to add a wing general for the team, and the other is to consider what kind of playing style the team should adopt with ten players.
However, in the final analysis, Chelsea's good situation was ruined, and they had to pay for their defenders' successive irrational actions.
Chapter completed!