Becoming a football god from Arsenal

Chapter 145: A perfect debut performance! A genius shot! (One more chapter to come)

"OleOle!"

After the start of the second half, Dortmund did not rush to equalize the score. They still used the defensive counterattack tactics at the beginning, retreating deep and waiting for opportunities.

It seemed that they wanted to drag Arsenal into the quagmire of positional warfare, and then suddenly change the tactics to create a threatening attack.

"Bang bang bang!"

Fortunately, Arsenal were well prepared and did not attack fiercely. They just passed the ball back and forth patiently in the midfield and backcourt to kill time.

"Shinji Kagawa's sudden charge! He failed to snatch the ball from Arteta's feet. This is not his strong point.

"The tempo of the game was a little slow during this period, with only a few players suddenly provoking confrontations in local areas, and the coaches of both sides chose a more cautious style of play.

"Look at this attempt! Alexander Song made a long pass to Mael Piszczek, but this time he got stuck and cleared the ball out of bounds!"

"The game has slowly passed 60 minutes, why don't Dortmund attack?
“Ah, we see that Polish attacker Kuba is already warming up, and young players Perisic and Zidane are also warming up.

"This is a signal to strengthen the attack. Klopp is ready to make substitutions. Just like in the first half, they want to stabilize the situation first and then pursue a counterattack."

On the field, Wenger saw that many of Dortmund's attackers began to warm up, and also sent out Andre Santos and Frimpong to do preparatory activities.

His face looked serious and hesitant. One to zero was a very dangerous score. Substituting players to strengthen the defense at this time would be equivalent to giving up part of the attack in the frontcourt.

It would be fine if we can defend it, but if we can't, it would be equivalent to handing over the victory directly, and there would be no chance of saving it.

"Change it."

In the 65th minute of the game, after a period of hesitation, Wenger decided to make a substitution and submitted an application to the fourth official.

He replaced Walcott and Gervinho, who were in average form today, with Frimpong and Andre Santos, changing the formation to 5-3-2.

"Champions League matches require stability."

He explained to assistant coach Philip, his eyes fixed on the field, “Dortmund’s attack is fierce, and they will be more threatening after the substitution.

"It is a more unsafe choice to attack at this time, and the opponent is likely to score a goal.

"If we launch a series of attacks, we can only rely on the performance of the forwards. It's too much of a gamble."

"I think we should make a substitution, too." Philip nodded in agreement, "And even if we make a substitution, we will still be threatening in the counterattack.

"The combination of Maher and Van Persie is trustworthy. One has skills and experience, and the other has strength and speed."

Wenger smiled and nodded, looking at Maher's back and said, "Haha. I didn't expect that he has become a reliable player at his age."

"That's what genius is." Philip shrugged and smiled.

Three minutes later, Klopp successively withdrew center back Gross, midfielder Kyle and Shinji Kagawa.

Perisic, Kuba and Zidane came on the field. These are the three attacking talents that the team is proud of!
The counterattack began in this way, and the opening match of the Champions League between the two teams ushered in the final showdown.

"Dortmund's attack, their formation has changed to 4-3-3, even 3-4-3 when attacking, this is the last chance!

"Seven offensive players pushed across the half court, facing Arsenal's eight-man defense, this is when creativity is needed!
"Götze's breakthrough cross! Szczesny blocked the ball, very dangerous! Perisic is waiting behind!"

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"Dortmund are gaining momentum! I can hear the cheers from the Westfalenstadion getting louder and louder, and the north stand is starting to wave!
"They are telling the players in this way that they are always behind them, so please feel free to chase victory!

"Kuba's long-range shot was caught by Szczesny! Arsenal's goal has been in jeopardy recently. Frimpong can't hold off the opponent's attack in the midfield!"

"It's a quick pass! From Szczesny, he's still looking for Maher! They had a connection like this in the first half!"

On the field, the football flew across the sky and fell on the sidelines of Dortmund's backcourt.

The Dortmund players who suffered losses in the first half this time stood obediently behind Mahel to interfere and buy time for their teammates to chase back.

If they fail to gain an advantageous position in advance, they will not rush towards Maher with all their strength to avoid giving him the opportunity to stop and pass.

"Snapped!"

Maher stopped the ball relatively easily, observed Van Persie's position, and found that he had taken away two Dortmund defenders.

As long as he can break through Piszczek, he might be able to create a very good opportunity!

"Protect! Protect!"

Piszczek also noticed this and waved nervously to his teammates behind him. He had realized that Maher might want to end him with a simple explosive pass.

There is a lot of space behind him, enough for the opponent to take advantage of speed.

“Bang, bang. bang!”

Maher rushed towards Piszczek with the ball. He took two steps towards the middle, then suddenly kicked the ball from the right side of Piszczek's body and eliminated it from the left side.

The ball passed!

He wants to use the simplest way to make the Bundesliga's best full-back lose his defensive position!
Piszczek had guessed this intention long ago, but when Maher dribbled the ball to the middle, his body was still fooled. It was a subconscious reaction.

There is no way. This game brought too much pressure to Maher. Even the best players will make mistakes under high pressure.

When Piszczek turned around and started chasing back, Maher had already overtaken him and controlled the ball.

"Dengdengdeng!"

Maher ran quickly on the ground, he passed the ball towards Piszczek's chasing route, and used his body to block Piszczek's space to continue accelerating.

Piszczek had a bitter look on his face and tried to chase Mahel from the outside, but his body was already out of control.

He rushed straight into it and subconsciously blocked it with his hand, pushing Mahel to the side.

"Beep!" The referee's whistle sounded, and the Spanish referee on duty ran over quickly and took out a yellow card.

"I can't stop." Piszczek looked helpless, clasped his hands together and put them to his mouth, then spread his hands and said, "Do I have to give you a card for this?"

"Ruin a great offensive opportunity."

The referee's explanation was simple. He took back the yellow card and ran away.

Maher got up from the ground. There were many such physical contacts on the court, and he had gradually gotten used to it.

"nice shot!"

"Good job!"

Arsenal players clapped their hands and rushed towards Maher, high-fiving and fist-bumping him, encouraging him and breathing a sigh of relief.

Dortmund’s attack just now was too fierce. Now with Maher leading the attack, they can finally take a breath.

"Huh" Wenger on the sidelines also breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at his watch, and found that there were still more than ten minutes before the game ended.

He glanced at the bench, wanting to tighten up the defense a bit more, but saw no good options.

Turning back to the sidelines, he noticed that Klopp on the other side was looking at him with a smile. There was some amusement and confidence in the eyes of the young German coach.

The opponent seemed to see the predicament Arsenal had just faced and was very sure that if Arsenal did not make any changes, they would most likely be scored by Dortmund.

On the field, Arteta stood in front of the set piece and stretched out his right hand towards the center.

He didn't rush to serve. After putting down his right hand, he pretended that his shoelaces were untied and squatted on the ground to tie his shoelaces for a while.

When he realized that the referee's patience was almost at its limit, he carefully observed the situation in the middle and estimated in his mind the approximate positions of Mertesacker and others after they rushed out.

"Beep!" The referee blew the whistle again, with impatience in his voice.

Maher stood in the middle, facing the opponent's midfielder Perisic, and pretended to rush into the center of the penalty area.

It is generally acknowledged that he does not pose much threat in set pieces. Dortmund did not take him seriously at all and sent forwards to defend him.

But his threat in second-point shots is immense.

He was not prepared to rush in for the ball. He faked a charge to lure Perisic forward, then immediately retreated and stood outside the penalty area.

"Ah, hush, hush!" More than 70,000 Dortmund fans burst into booing together. The whole venue was shrouded in a depressing atmosphere and the sky seemed to darken.

"Dortmund! Dortmund!"

"Arteta slips! Arteta slips!"

"Xuxu~!"

"Be careful, if this ball is counterattacked, even God can't save Arsenal!"

They tried every means to interfere with Arsenal's players. On the one hand, they had really gained momentum during this period and were eager for the opponent's attack to end quickly so that the Dortmund boys could charge forward.

On the other hand, deep down, they were actually very afraid that Arsenal would seize the opportunity to score again.

In that case, the momentum that the team has just accumulated during this period will collapse in an instant.

"Bang!!"

Arteta kicked a football that carried the hopes of countless people. The football drew an arc in the air and fell on Mertesacker's head.

Perfect placement!

Mertesacker jumped up quickly and confronted Hummels. He finally pressed Hummels and hit a powerful header. "Bang!"

Weidenfeller made another crucial save, reacting quickly and stretching out his right hand to block the ball that was about to pass over his head, and the ball fell back into the small penalty area line.

Maher also came to the outside of the penalty area at this time. He saw Perisic rushing towards the second penalty position, trying to eliminate the threat for the team.

This is how forwards are. Their defensive discipline is not very good, and 'grabbing the second penalty' is a muscle memory engraved in their DNA.

"Van Persie!"

His eyes then lit up as he saw Van Persie appear in front of the football and shovel-kick the ball into the net.

"Snap!" Weidenfeller quickly stood up and made a wonderful second save, blocking the ball out of the net again.

"Oh!" Excited cheers quickly broke out in Dortmund's penalty area. Everyone seemed to be given an injection of chicken blood and became much more excited.

A wonderful double and triple save is no less than directly creating a goal, which can easily boost the players' morale.

"Yeah!" Their fans were even more excited and gave a cheer that was as loud as the one for the goal, praising Weidenfeller's performance.

"Oh." Maher held his head in regret when he saw the team miss a great opportunity outside the penalty area. This seemed to be everyone's subconscious reaction.

"Oh!"

The ball was finally driven back by Perisic and cleared out of the penalty area with a back hook, and flew to the right side of the penalty area.

"Vamos!" Perisic stood up and patted his chest angrily, continuing to raise the team's overall fighting spirit. Their desire for Arsenal's goal reached its peak at this moment.

They want to score!
To win!
Keep charging!
"Oh!"

At the second penalty spot, Sagna rushed up and headed the ball back to the Dortmund penalty area.

On the right side of the penalty area, Maher saw the football flying towards him, turned around quickly, put the ball steadily on his right foot, dribbled the ball and turned around.

"I'm here!" An angry shout rang out, and Gotze rushed out from the side with red eyes and pounced on him.

Maher flicked the ball with his right foot and easily passed Goetze who was trying to steal the ball. This kind of tackle is easiest to avoid, just stay calm.

“Press, press, press!”

Dortmund center back Hummels shouted at the midfielders to press forward and block Maher's shooting and passing lines. He also stared at Van Persie and paid attention to the Dutch striker's movement.

When Maher looked up, he saw that the penalty area was full of Dortmund players, and Perisic was already rushing over with a roar.

He took a look at the position of goalkeeper Weidenfeller, moved the ball to the left, and swung his left leg towards the far corner of the goal.

After completing the upgrade to level 4 of his weak foot and scoring a world-class goal with his left foot, he has great confidence in his left foot.

He knew very well that he had the opportunity to score a high-quality shot with his left foot!

Weidenfeller?

Two consecutive defeats?
Starting momentum?

As long as he makes his best shot, everything will come to nothing, disappearing like a bubble collapsing!
"Bang!!!"

Maher used his left foot to make an inward-curving shot. When he shot, his body shook violently in order to exert better force.

As grass and dirt flew everywhere, the football spun out from under his feet and headed towards the far corner on the left side of the goal.

"suffer!"

Perisic, who was closest to the ball, turned his back and jumped up, trying to block the shot, but failed.

The football brushed the back of his head and rolled towards the goal, passing over the heads of Hummels and Subotic along the way, and hit the net from the outside to the inside.

Weidenfeller, dressed in black, instantly stretched out his body and pounced towards the football. At this critical moment, he had no time to think about anything else and only hoped that he could block the shot again.

But his expression soon showed panic because he had missed.

"Shh!"

Before he landed on the ground, he heard the crisp sound of a football hitting the net. At this moment, the net was stretched tight by the strong force, making a pleasant sound.

From childhood to adulthood, Weidenfeller has no idea how many times he has heard this voice.

To him, this sound was not pleasant, but rather like the bells from hell.

After joining the adult team, the sound of the hell bell is often accompanied by a shout that sounds like a group of demons dancing wildly.

"Yeah!!" The Arsenal expeditionary force burst into extremely excited shouts, and everyone stood up from their seats with red faces and waving their right hands wildly.

The entire stadium was instantly ignited, and all Arsenal players were in ecstasy.

Weidenfeller fell to the ground and did not get up for a long time. He covered his face and closed his eyes to cushion the pain rising in his heart.

He succeeded once, twice, but fell at the last moment.

It will be difficult for Dortmund to win again. Few people can score three goals in a row at the last moment!
"Oh! This is a world-class kick!! Maher!!"

In the live broadcast room, He Wei's steady and excited voice sounded, pulling the audience into the scene, "Genius boy, scored with a left-foot shot!!

"In the 73rd minute, just as Dortmund had just sounded the clarion call for a counterattack, Maher used a world-class shot that stunned everyone and brought them back to square one!

"An incredible goal! In his Champions League debut, he scored twice! This is likely to lead Arsenal to victory!

"Revival! After Fabregas left, Arsenal finally saw hope of revival again!
"This time, it may be more intense, more magnificent, and more thought-provoking!"

On the football field, Wenger raised his hands and kept shouting "wonderful". His expression showed extreme surprise, as if he had not expected this goal.

If the goal in the first half was a classic counterattack between the goalkeeper and the forward.

Then this ball is a stunning shot of pure personal ability!
It will break Dortmund's momentum, puncture their newly swollen confidence, and plunge the entire Westfalen Stadium into silence!

"Ha ha.!"

Philip came up and put his arm around his shoulders, laughing wildly, "He is indeed trustworthy! Look! What an easy 2-0 lead!"

"More than trust."

Wenger turned around and hugged him, shaking his head and sighing: "He is a player who can surprise people and often scores goals beyond people's expectations."

"That's what a genius is!" Philip repeated what he had said not long ago. This time, he shouted louder and more bohemian: "Oh wow!"

On the field, all Dortmund players seemed to have pressed the pause button at the same time and suddenly stopped near the penalty area.

Lewandowski spat, put his hands on his hips and pursed his lips. Fatigue and loss kept washing over his body, making him feel exhausted in an instant.

Perisic stared blankly at the football in the net. It was hard for him to imagine that the football that he had just cleared with a back hook would fall into the net like this.

Gotze watched Maher's back as he ran towards the sidelines with fear in his eyes. He seemed to understand that someone more qualified to win the Golden Boy Award had appeared.

Including their head coach Klopp, who was standing on the sidelines with his teeth bared, revealing his signature two rows of white teeth.

They were completely convinced.

Maher became the protagonist of the Westfalenstadion today and put in an amazing performance.

"Wow!"

In sharp contrast to them were the Arsenal players, who raised their hands and laughed as they ran towards the same direction - where Mahel was!

"Boom!"

In the center of everyone's attention, Maher slid out on his knees while shouting excitedly, and used his knees to feel the softness of the grass at the Westfalen Stadium.

He conquered this stadium, conquered the Bundesliga powerhouse Dortmund, and is about to win his first Champions League victory!
Scored twice!

He has officially sounded the clarion call to catch up with the goal record of the top scorer in the Champions League. He wants to move step by step to the center of football on this field and become the world's top star!
"Fake!"

"#%&*&*#!"

"Get out!"

Some Dortmund fans who were closer to him couldn't stand it anymore and stood up and gave him the middle finger.

Many people raised one hand each and swung it wildly, as if they wanted to shoot Mahel to death with their "finger shots".

Maher looked at them, noticing the majestic stadium from the corner of his eye, and knelt on one knee, with his thumbs and index fingers raised like two guns, standing upright and posing for a photo.

"Crack!"

He closed one eye and pretended to press the shutter button to record another stadium he had conquered.

Even though he was being criticized by thousands of people, he still felt that this was a wonderful moment.

His Champions League debut can be described as perfect!
He is always good at seizing every first time and leaving behind rare and beautiful memories because he knows very well what heights he wants to reach.

Without a good start, how can we persevere in the face of difficulties and wait for better times?
"Ha ha.!"

He then laughed and high-fived and hugged his teammates who followed him. The bright lights shone on his head, and it seemed as if he was the only one left in the stadium.

ps: Everyone should believe that Mu Yao Ting Hai will gradually stabilize. Today is the day before the funeral, and I am too busy, so I will post the next chapter later.

(End of this chapter)