Becoming a football god from Arsenal

Chapter 161 Big 6 Tour: Chelsea! Strive for a perfect month! Success is not enough, we need to become immortal!

On October 10th, Arsenal’s last game of the third month is coming, and they will go to Stamford Bridge to challenge Chelsea.

After this round of matches, on October 10, Italy's Turin Sports Daily will announce the 30-name candidate list for the 2011 Golden Boy Award, and will officially confirm the winner and hold an award ceremony in December.

“I think there’s no suspense.”

"The only person who can compete with you is Gotze from Dortmund, but he is obviously not comparable to you," said Song, sitting next to Maher on the bus to Stamford Bridge.

“格策在上赛季拥有8球11助，这赛季迄今为止拥有4球2助，顶级联赛共计打入12球13助。

"But what about you? This season you are the top scorer in the Premier League with 9 goals in 12 games, and you also have 5 assists, which also puts you in the top in the assists list.

"If you include the four goals and four assists in the Champions League, you have 4 goals and eight assists."

"Shit!" Alexander Song couldn't help but exclaimed when he calculated this. The data was too shocking. "I have been in Arsenal for so long, and my data is not much higher than yours now."

"It's just a different position." Maher patted his shoulder to comfort him. Comparing his data with Gotze, it seemed that he did have an absolute advantage.

And this is only the result at the end of October. There is still a full month in November. With his recent hot form, he will definitely be able to widen the gap again!
The only reason I can think of for the organizer not to give him the award is that Gotze is one year older than him, and if he doesn't win this year, he may never have another chance in the future.

But this reason is undoubtedly a bit ridiculous. Maher believes that as long as he has overwhelming data, all reasons will be shattered, and he will definitely win the first important personal honor in his career.

Once you win the Golden Boy Award!

He will officially step into the mainstream stage of world football and officially start his pursuit of the Grand Slam!
This will be a signal and the first shot for him to enter the center of football.

“Blue is the colourfootball is the game!!
"We're all together and winning is our aim!!"

As the bus slowly drove into the vicinity of Stamford Bridge, the singing of Chelsea fans gradually became clearer. They had already blocked the vicinity of the stadium.

This was a team that was originally in the middle of the league and had only won one league championship in its history. But the joining of Russian oligarch Abramovich changed everything.

He invested nearly 20 billion pounds to turn this team into a top-notch team in Europe!

In just a few years, he won more than ten championship trophies, including a Champions League title!
Although Abramovich's financial offensive was criticized in the early days, people believed that he destroyed pure British football.

But for Chelsea fans, he is a great boss and a boss worthy of respect!

In fact, if he had not spent money lavishly to usher in the Premier League's golden age, the Premier League might not have reached its future heights.

He led an era and brought about the prosperity of the Premier League, but became a victim of the lie that "football has nothing to do with politics", and in the end he could not even protect the safety of his own property.

When everything was over, he gave his beloved team one last gift. He did not take a penny of the 25 billion pounds, and all debts were written off, which meant he left the team with nothing.

"Men should be like Abu."

This was the highest evaluation and the best recognition that fans later gave to this legendary boss.

Maher also liked him very much. He admired anyone who was willing to make such sacrifices for what he loved and appreciated his loyalty.

If he ends his sports career in the future, he might try to become someone like Abramovich. But that should be a long way off.

"Chelsea! Chelsea!"

He collected his thoughts, looked at the fanatical Chelsea fans outside the car window, and focused on the game.

Admiration for Chelsea's owners and their club legends will not affect their hostility at this moment, and he is eager to beat them and help Arsenal achieve an important achievement -

October victory!
They won all the first five games of this month, covering the Premier League, Champions League and League Cup!
The battle record page is full of red!
Now, Chelsea becomes the last obstacle on their road this month.

As long as they beat them, the team will have achieved an important milestone and they will have proved that they are capable of competing for the highest honors in the country!
"Be careful."

Van Persie, who was sitting in the front seat, turned around and said to Maher: "Chelsea fans' hostility towards us is not much different from that of Tottenham fans."

"Because of the London derby?" Maher guessed the reason, but was a little confused. He said, "But there is no grudge between the two teams. Even if it is a derby, the intensity will not be close to the North London derby, right?"

"Football is a sport that requires passion, and every team has an imaginary enemy."

At this time, assistant coach Philip, who was sitting nearby, spoke up to explain this point: "Chelsea's imaginary enemies are Arsenal and Tottenham Hotspur.

"It's easy to understand. The three teams are all in London and they are all top teams. It's impossible for them to coexist peacefully."

"Wait, Tottenham is not like that." Another assistant coach turned around and interrupted, his tone very serious.

"OK."

Philip smiled and nodded, and continued: "Arsenal has had a better record over the past decade, so of course Chelsea regards us as their biggest competitor.

"They build momentum in every game, creating an atmosphere of a battle between mortal enemies, they want to defeat us and become the king of London football."

After hearing this, Maher nodded slightly. It seems that Arsenal is indeed a threat to Chelsea in the competition for the title of "London's leading team".

In fact, in the past 10 years, they have indeed been the one with better results, and have already shown signs of replacing Arsenal.

But now that he is here, he must try to change all this and make his team stand at the top of London again.

"But it's okay."

An assistant coach added: "Chelsea fans are just hostile to us, not contemptuous or anything else. They are generally insulting to Tottenham directly."

"Haha!" A burst of laughter broke out on the bus, and the players entered the Stamford Bridge stadium with smiles, ready for the big battle.

Maher closed his eyes and calmed himself down. He hoped they could get past this big6 team.

"Buzz.!"

At Stamford Bridge, as the game approaches, the players come out to warm up and the stadium gradually becomes noisy.

Arsenal's travelling fans were all seated in advance. They were wearing the team's jerseys from various seasons, the earliest dating back to the 98 season, as well as away jerseys and of course regular uniforms for the third away game.

"come on!"

"Victory!"

"Down with Chelsea!"

The fans stood in their seats, nervous and excited, not ready to sit down. Many of them put their hands to their mouths and shouted at the players who were warming up.

They are of different ages and skin colors, but they are gathered together because they are all Arsenal fans, looking forward to the same goal!
A complete victory in a single month!

This is an important achievement that will not bring any crown. The team has not achieved this in several years. The fans are holding their breath, hoping that their wish will come true today.

Above them, in front of the luxuriously decorated box area, there are several rows of VIP seats.

This is a design that every stadium has. The wealthy and famous who buy box tickets can choose to watch the game in the box while drinking expensive red wine, or they can come to the outside of the stadium to feel the hot atmosphere of the game.

Abramovich is a person who likes to sit on the sidelines. On this day, he and his female assistant sat on the railing, looking forward to the start of the game.

At this time, he did not have a thick beard, nor did he look haggard. His light yellow hair made him look like an amiable uncle next door.

"He's here."

Abramovich patted his female assistant on the shoulder, stood up, greeted the dignitaries around him, and walked into the box.

After entering the box, he smiled and opened his arms to the man on the sofa, "Welcome to my place, Mr. Mendes."

"How many times have we met?"

Mendes walked up to him and hugged him, saying uncertainly: "I can't remember, I seldom came here after Mourinho left."

Abramovich had forgotten about it, shrugged and didn't continue the topic. He sat down and opened a bottle of wine. "Are you ready to watch my team beat Arsenal here?"

“Haha.” Mendes laughed twice, glanced at Maher who was warming up on the field, and said, “If possible, I hope this game will be a draw, so that neither you nor I will be embarrassed.”

“It won’t be a draw.”

Abramovich shook his head confidently, poured Mendes a glass of wine, took a breath and prepared to say something.

"Stop." Mendes waved his hand, having guessed what he was about to say, "You told me you were just here to watch a game. I have expressed many times that the player has no intention of leaving Arsenal at the moment."

Abramovich paused while pouring the wine, but his face showed no other expression, and he smiled faintly and said: "The players want the championship, right?

"Why would he think that a team with a pitifully small investment has a better chance of winning the championship than a team that invests heavily every year?

"The results of the two clubs over the past 10 years have proven that, haven't they?
"Since he can win the championship no matter which team he joins, why doesn't he count a lot of money and fight for the championship at Chelsea?

"I have said long ago that if he is willing to leave, I can offer him the most lucrative contract in the history of the English league."

Mendes picked up the wine glass, took a sip and said, "I can answer you this from my perspective, but you can't be angry."

Seeing Abramovich shaking his head, Mendes said seriously: "Because compared to becoming a Chelsea legend, becoming an Arsenal legend is obviously more tempting, and not a little bit.

"If Mr Abramovich was also a player at the beginning of his career and had the ability to change the game, you would definitely be more inclined to help Arsenal win the honor."

Abramović swirled his glass, pondered Mendes's words, and put himself in Maher's shoes.

But he soon frowned and shook his head to express his incomprehension. They had different positions, identities, and everything else, so how could he really put himself in someone else's shoes?

"First of all, it's the heritage of Arsenal."

Mendes observed Abramovich's expression while speaking, to ensure that he could brake in time before the other party got angry. "Do you agree with this, Mr. Abramovich? Arsenal is a team with more background and more like a wealthy team.

"They are legends in English football. They have never been relegated after being promoted to the top league. They are also legends in world football. Of course, many people don't recognize this."

Abramovich looked indifferent, but did not directly object.

"Let's take a step back."

Mendes took another sip of his wine and said, "Countless great founders have brought this club to the doorstep of legend. Now they are just one step away from achieving the finishing touch.

"Including the Frenchman Wenger, who is the most respected founder of this team. And he is still in this team now."

He glanced at the coaching booth on the sidelines, pointed and said with a smile: "Just stand there."

"So?" Abramovich spoke up. It would take hours to talk about all the details of this team.

But what does this have to do with Mahel?
Aren't they talking about the players?

Mendes waved his hand, signaling him to listen first, "As long as Wenger is still here, even if Arsenal's recent performance is not good, this is the best era, the era that is most likely to establish a legendary status!

"As long as they take that final step, not only will Arsenal become a legend as a club, but Wenger will become a legend as a coach.

"This is what everyone wants to see. There is no more controversy. Wenger and Arsenal have created a brilliant era and have a very beautiful ending."

Abramovich still stared at Mendes, not knowing what he was going to say. It was just a fantasy.

"Mael."

Mendes finally mentioned the players. He approached Abramovich with a glass of wine in hand and said in a light but deep voice: "He is the one who may help them accomplish all this, and his name will become immortal along with Arsenal and Wenger.

"Not only to be successful, there are so many players who have done that, he wants to be immortal."

Abramovich suddenly froze in place, keeping the same posture for a long time without moving. After a long while, he turned his head to look at the court, shook his glass and took a sip, "Let's watch the game."

When the time was about to pass 5 o'clock, the referee stood beside the center circle with one hand stretched to the sky, ready to blow the whistle at any time.

Maher stood on the left side, looking across Chelsea's lineup and saw the faces of many superstars.

Terry Lampard, Ashley Cole, Torres, and goalkeeper Petr Cech.

They played a 2500-- formation today, and the players in each position were almost worth more than million euros. This is a very luxurious lineup!

There was a time when he had always dreamed of playing on the same field with these big-name stars, but now it has become the norm.

He still often feels honored, but his mentality is very different from before. He is slowly moving towards the same position as them.

"When will others have the honor of competing with me?"

Maher couldn't help but think about this question, but he thought it must be after he had won many important championships.

What he currently has is definitely not comparable to that of these veteran stars. When they stand together, the feeling they give to others is different.

The other party has the legendary experience of participating in classic games countless times, completing classic seasons, and winning super honors.

This is what he doesn't have now.

However, he believes that all of this will fall on him in the future.

"Beep!"

At five o'clock, the referee blew the whistle to start the game. Torres kicked the ball out of the center circle, and Chelsea's midfield and backcourt began to pass the ball. Maher bypassed Sturridge in front of him and rushed to their backcourt.

Lampard didn't seem to want him to rush so fast, so he moved sideways to block him on his way forward, as a way of intimidating the young man.

"Bang!" Maher did not slow down and hit Lampard's side head-on, knocking him to the ground.

"Beep!" The referee blew the whistle, and Maher might have set the record for the fastest foul in the Premier League this season.

He actually had no intention of competing with Lampard, but it was too troublesome to brake at the time. After waving to the referee, he stretched out his hand to Lampard.

Lampard looked at him, pulled his hand up, and then kicked the free kick himself.

Maher didn't play against him, but instead went up to Ivanovic, who was his opposing full-back today.

Compared to Azpilicueta in the last game, Ivanovic's defensive ability is very poor and he is no match for Maher at all.

If there is an opportunity for a quick counterattack one-on-one, Maher has a 70% chance of breaking through him.

Ivanovic stood on the wing, at most creating some trouble after standing in the gap, and cooperating with his teammates to encircle Maher.

His main responsibilities should still be in offense.

Chelsea's attack in the opening stage was very fierce, which came from their new coach Villas-Boas.

As the young coach known as the Little Mourinho who led Porto to win the treble last year, one can imagine how ambitious Boas was before coming to the UK.

More importantly, compared to Mourinho's conservative tactics, Boas is a radical coach.

Abramovich brought him in because, on the one hand, he expected this coach with extraordinary talent to achieve better results than Mourinho, and on the other hand, he hoped that he could bring offensive football to Chelsea.

People are always greedy. After Chelsea won the championship with the fewest goals conceded in the history of the Premier League, Abramovich began to pursue beautiful football.

Not only must we win, we must win beautifully!

This is their new goal now and why Boas is standing here.

Judging from the past few games, Boas has done it. They often win by 5 goals or 3 goals this season.

But the winning rate is low.

Boas' team had defensive problems, but he himself did not want to deal with this problem and only wanted to win by scoring more goals.

This Chelsea team has hidden dangers, which is why they are only ranked fourth in the league.

Just like that, one team collided with the momentum of the 7-goal massacre of Marseille and the other team played extremely radical offensive football.

In the 14th minute of the game, the winger, affectionately called Uncle Mata by the fans, broke through Gibbs' defense and kicked a ball towards the middle.

"Bang!!"

Outside the penalty area, Lampard fired a long shot, sending a cloud of grass flying.

"Swish!" The football instantly hit the middle of the right corner of the goal, and Szczesny failed to save the team.

One to zero!

The Chelsea legend puts the team ahead!

“Yeah!”

The Blues fans stood up from the stands and raised their hands in unison to celebrate wildly. The weather was getting colder, and some of them were wearing windbreakers that were inconvenient to move in, and their clothes tore after exerting too much force.

One to zero!

Lampard ran towards the corner flag area of ​​the stadium with his arms open, waving his arms dozens of times to celebrate the team's lead in the London derby.

There is no youthful look on his face anymore, and he can only burn the last bit of his career energy for this team and help it go further.

"sorry."

Behind him, Arsenal full-back Gibbs waved his hands toward his teammates with an apologetic look on his face. He blamed himself very much, "It's my ability problem."

"it does not matter."

Maher, who had just run back, touched the back of his head and comforted him, saying that Gibbs was the type who worked diligently, but obviously did not have talent or genius.

He was on the same wing as Mahel and had no offensive responsibilities, but instead had more pressure on defense.

This is the position where he often has problems. It can be said that he is a weak link in Arsenal's defense.

Maher did not blame him. The poor defense along the way was also related to him. His current physical fitness could not support him to run up and down with the overall formation, and he could not provide support for Gibbs.

He can only work harder on his physical fitness during daily training, and then try to make up for the weakness here in the frontcourt!
"Vamos!!"

Villas-Boas on the sidelines was about to punch Wenger in the face. He was laughing wildly and jumping into the air on the center circle with great excitement.

Wenger glanced at him and ignored him. Almost all young coaches behave like this, which is understandable.

He is now considering whether to poach Kyle Walker, the full-back from the arch-rival Tottenham Hotspur, and have him partner with Maher.

But whether the players are willing to come under such huge pressure and where the team will get the money is a question.

"Boom bang bang."

In the 35th minute of the game, Arsenal right winger Walcott received a pass from Arteta and ran towards Chelsea's backcourt at high speed with the ball.

Maher quickly moved towards the middle. Throughout the first half, Chelsea put a lot of pressure on Arsenal's defense, and Arsenal did not have the advantage in ball possession.

In addition, Ivanovic, Matará and Ramirez blocked their teammates' passing routes to this side, so he had few opportunities to hold the ball.

At this time, you have to look for opportunities from other places, such as grabbing points.

After rushing into the penalty area, Maher met Van Persie's eyes. There was no communication between the two of them, but they completed a position change.

Maher rushed to the front point, while Van Persie went around to the back point. The intersection of the two disrupted the defense in the penalty area.

"Oh!"

Walcott's cross came, and he thought Van Persie was still in the front, so he headed the ball towards the front post.

Maher followed and jumped up, trying to head the ball, looking back at the moon!

"Snap!" But his header missed, and the football did not fly towards the goal, but continued to roll towards the back point.

No header.

He was a little embarrassed. Once the training of other skills became easier, he would practice heading well.

"Bang!" At this time, a sound of touching the ball came from behind him, and it sounded like it was on the small penalty area line.

After landing, Maher quickly looked back and just saw the moment the ball touched the net. Van Persie excitedly pointed to the sky and rushed towards the corner flag area on the other side.

The ball went in!
One to one!

"Ha ha.!"

Maher's disappointment was immediately swept away, and he ran towards Van Persie. This goal was really an assist by accident.

"I hate you." Walcott quickly followed him and said resentfully.

Mahel put his arm around his shoulders, looking somewhat embarrassed.

When celebrating with Van Persie, the Dutch striker even had the intention of passing on some experience, "Mael, if your heading skills are very poor, don't try to shoot the ball with your head turned back to look at the moon.

"That is difficult, and it is easy to head the ball off target. Only center forwards who have been trained in heading since childhood can head the ball with high quality and stability.

"If you have this opportunity again, turn your body to face the goal and head the ball forward. With your coordination, it should be easy to twist your body instantly. This is the way with the highest success rate."

Maher nodded, tried the feeling of a forward header, and found that it was indeed more stable.

He had been a little too obsessed before, thinking that if he imitated a center forward in heading the ball, he would have a higher success rate.

"Hit! Terry!"

On the sidelines, Villas-Boas always maintained a passionate look. He spread his hands and complained to the court, "Call Bosingwa! Call them! Stop the chaos, stop the chaos!"

As soon as he arrived, he established a good relationship with Terry and handed over all the team's defense to the legendary Blues captain.

Terry gave Boas a thumbs up to indicate that he understood.

"Hoo!" Boas blew the hair on his forehead flying, glanced at Wenger next to him, and found that Wenger was standing there calmly.

This was his first time competing against this prestigious head coach and he took this match very seriously.

In the last minute of stoppage time in the first half, Chelsea got a corner kick opportunity.

Lampard stood in front of the ball, stretched out his right hand towards the penalty area, and used a fist gesture to express where he wanted to pass the ball.

"Oh!"

The subsequent corner kick had a sharp inward arc towards the Arsenal penalty area and landed at the front point.

Maher also participated in the defense of the corner kick. He stuck to Torres, spread his arms and placed him in front of him, holding him up so that he could not jump.

Torres swayed left and right, but Maher was always able to catch up with him in the first step and use his strong body to suppress him.

A hint of annoyance appeared on his face, and he reached out and pulled Maher's jersey implicitly. Since he didn't jump, Maher shouldn't jump either.

The football passed over his and Maher's heads and landed in a forward position.

"Bang!!"

Chelsea captain Terry stepped up, pressed Koscielny and headed the ball into the near corner.

Two to one!

Chelsea take the lead again!
"Yeah!!!"

"Terry! Terry!!"

The Blues fans burst into cheers even louder than before. This goal was crucial. Returning to halftime with a lead would change the entire game.

"Oh!"

Terry spread his arms and ran towards Lampard on the sidelines. Torres also imitated his moves. He also participated and contributed to this ball.

"suffer!"

Maher quickly rushed towards the referee in dissatisfaction, pulling his jersey to indicate that the opponent was dragging him. He definitely had a chance to head the ball away.

The referee kept crossing his hands across his chest, indicating that he did not see any foul and asked Maher to step back.

After protesting twice and realizing there was nothing he could do, Maher glanced at the celebrating Chelsea crowd and could only swallow his loss.

In the era without VAR, there were indeed many small moves like this in Premier League matches, and everyone would use them.

He walked back to his position in the front court, with a surge of anger in his heart, not directed at anyone, but only at this loss.

"Ya!"

Halfway through the walk, he saw Boas on the other side celebrating passionately again, this time he was kneeling on the ground and punching forward continuously.

This young Portuguese coach is really unique.

"Beep--!"

Not long after, two long whistles sounded and the first half of the game ended.

Maher walked towards the locker room. His performance in the first half was not good, mainly because he did not get many opportunities to hold the ball.

For a player like him, if he can't get a lot of ball possession on the wing, his efficiency will definitely drop a lot.

He must get the full support of the team and the head coach to display his talents on the court!

Maher was not worried. He believed in Wenger and believed that the team would help him solve the problem.

Today's 2.2, monthly update 10.25, target 54 + 1.4 (monthly ticket plus update)

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