bigabreads 429 Chapter 44***
429 Chapter 44***
429 Chapter 44
2 month 19 day.
The game has already started, and Heynckes' speech is still in my ears.
"Arsenal is under a lot of pressure, from the players to the manager, they are on the verge of breaking down, but that is no reason for us to relax.
A rich team with a deep heritage will often bottom out and rebound in desperation. I don't want to be the background board for Arsenal's strong rebound, and neither do you?
Then cheer up!Completely destroy the arsenal! "
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Heynckes' emphasis is not without basis. Arsenal is Arsenal after all, and they have also staged a super reversal.
More than 20 years ago, in the last season before the establishment of the Premier League, Manchester United had not risen at that time, and the hegemony of English football was still Liverpool.
In that season, Liverpool made great strides all the way, they once left Arsenal by as many as 19 points.
But as they entered the second half, Liverpool's footsteps became faltering, while Arsenal began to win wildly.
Until the last round of the game, Liverpool's lead was only the last two points.
And the last round of the league... it was Liverpool at home, against Arsenal Arsenal.
Needless to say, the game process is now well-known Sky TV commentator Alan Smith assisted teammate Thomas, scored the only goal of the game at 1 minute and 26 seconds of stoppage time, and won Liverpool's 19th league title. The trophy was snatched from their mouths abruptly!
Although more than 20 years have passed and many batches of head coaches and players have changed, Arsenal is still Arsenal after all, and even Bayern, which dominates Europe today, cannot take it lightly.
So they must do their best to fight!
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"Hahaha……"
Long Shute felt a little tired, he had to stop for a while, panting heavily.
The coach's warning seems to be still in his ears, he must work harder.
Arsenal midfielder Rosicky, who had just come off the bench, was about to catch the ball and turn around, but Long Shute stabbed the ball away from the side and rear, and then another simple, rude, unreasonable long-distance attack!
Long Shute just moved the ball forward, and then forced the Arsenal central defender... German international Mertesacker!
Mertesacker was called "Motosack" because of the homonym, but soon this nickname was replaced by another - "Grandpa".
With a height of 198, he takes half a century every time he turns around!
When he finished his turn... Long Shute even knocked the goalkeeper Szczesny to the ground, and easily pushed and scored!
There was deathly silence in the stands of the Emirates Stadium, which can accommodate [-] spectators!
Then, from an unknown area, sharp boos broke out!
A large number of Arsenal fans began to leave the field, and some even took off their jerseys and stomped on them!
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Arsene Wenger didn't rage, smash a bottle, or unzip his down jacket on the sidelines - it was still a chilly London evening in February - he just sat in his seat, buried his head deep in the into the hands.
His gray hair fluttered slightly in the cold wind, and he seemed to have aged ten years in 90 minutes.
"Look at Arsene's confused and painful expression, Alan, tell me, how are you feeling now?"
Sky TV commentator Martin Taylor took a sympathetic look at his partner.
Alan Smith, the famous Arsenal star couldn't even force a smile at this moment, he just trembled his lips:
"I've never been so desperate as I am today."
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"Seeing Wenger the way he is now, even the most extreme fans can't bear to blame him."
Duan Yixuan, who was in charge of explaining the game, commented on the background thousands of miles away:
"The professor sent his strongest lineup in this game, but he still couldn't withstand the crazy bombing of the Bundesliga hegemony!"
"It was supposed to be a strong conversation, but even I... don't have the confidence to think that Bayern Munich can stage a crazy carnage at the Emirates Stadium..."
Tao Wei's face was full of disbelief:
"This is Arsenal's home stadium..."
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Above the Emirates Stadium, a huge electronic screen displayed the score of the game.
Arsenal 0, Bayern Munich... 8.
Long Shute, who opened the scoring for Bayern in the 4th minute, blasted 4 goals in the whole game. Kroos, Muller, Mandzukic, and Arjen Robben, who came off the bench in the last 20 minutes, each scored a goal. The score was locked at a bloody score that even neutral fans couldn't bear to look directly at!
Their opponent is not a weak team in the Bundesliga, but a powerful Arsenal in the Premier League! -
From Longshut's point of view, Arsenal, or Wenger, completely lost to Heynckes in the formation of this game.
Arsenal's failure was rooted in the midfield mix:
Wilshere, Ramsey, Cazorla, Arteta... Among the four midfielders, except for Ramsey, who has a little hardness and confrontation ability, the other three are soft players known for their skills. Egg, although Arteta gradually retreated and began to undertake defensive tasks, his defensive skills are really not worth mentioning in the face of Bayern's advancing speed.
In contrast, Bayern's four midfielders:
Longshut, Schweinsteiger, Ribery, Kroos, height, strength, confrontation, speed, technology, defense, interception...the four have their own characteristics, but they can complement each other. Only Long Shute's charge with the ball is enough to break through Arsenal's midfield easily!
When the midfield was smashed by Bayern, what chance would Walcott and Podolski get in the front?
What's more, even if these two forwards get a chance to shoot, they will surrender in front of Neuer in all likelihood. They are not scoring forwards like Van Persie and Gomez, and they want to rely on them to destroy the defense led by Lahm. , it is really difficult for some strong people.
Arsenal is the most technical team among English clubs. At their peak, they played the same artistic football as Barcelona, but in terms of technology, Bayern today is not inferior to them.
Needless to say, Wenger's fellow Ribery, the French Scarman's dribbling and small-scale breakthrough skills are undoubtedly the best in the world. The Dutch football leader Arjen Robben is on par with Ribery. No. [-] Schweinsteiger, Kroos, the most technical young generation in Germany, Muller, who runs wildly and doesn't even know where he will appear in the next second, plus one-for-ten in defense and one-for-ten in offense Long Shute, Wilshere and the others have no chance of winning.
On the back line, Mandzukic was fighting against Koscielny. Whether it was Ribery, Longshut, Muller, or Robben who played later, they almost all aimed at Mertesacker to attack.
Poor German grandpa, in this game, was attacked by Roberon's three sharp knives in turn. He didn't break his ankle on the spot, so he was already lucky...
——The midfielder Diaby, who was sitting on the bench, suddenly felt a dull pain in his knee, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart after he had just recovered from his injury.
"Tut, chug, chug, chug..."
Suddenly there was a strange sound over the Emirates Stadium.
Even though it was evening, the area was still as bright as day under the huge lights.
It was a small helicopter, pulling a white banner at the tail.
Numerous cameras were aimed at the banner, and the large black characters on it were clearly visible.
But there is no need for a camera at all, even those spectators standing in the stands can see what is written on it.
"Wenger out!"
"Time to change!"
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"Drip, drip, drip..."
The referee Moen from Norway finally blew the whistle for the end of the game.
Heynckes walked to the front of the player tunnel, wanting to shake hands and comfort his battered colleague.
But he did not wait for Wenger.
The Arsenal manager still buried his head deep in his hands, as if asleep.
It was already late February, and a few crystal clear snowflakes suddenly fell over the Emirates Stadium.
They spun and landed on the gray-haired Frenchman's neck, and Wenger couldn't help shivering.
The night in North London was icy cold.
(End of this chapter)