Becoming a football god from Arsenal

Chapter 171 The League Cup is here! A one-man show! Why always me? !
"Hello, audience friends, on November 11, on such a cold and snowy day, the English League Cup quarter-finals will be held at the Emirates Stadium.

"You're watching this live on ESPN Sports as Arsenal take on Manchester City. The winner of their match will face the winner of Chelsea vs Liverpool in the semi-finals.

“Both matches will be played at the same time, and today, the opponents for the lower half semi-finals will be confirmed.

"I am the host Zhan Jun! Today I will be the only one providing commentary for you. The long-awaited teacher Zhang Lu will join us in the semi-finals."

"The person appearing on the screen now is Manchester City coach Mancini, a very elegant and handsome Italian who has led Inter Milan to win three consecutive Serie A titles!

“He is a manager that City fans love very much and people are looking forward to him leading the club to great things.

"Let's take a look at Mancini's starting lineup today. The official formation is 5-3-2, with Pantilimon as the goalkeeper and Savic, Kolo Toure and Onuoha as the three central defenders.

"Kolarov is the left back, Zabaleta is the right back, De Jong is in the middle, Hargreaves is on the left, and Nasri is on the right.

“At the forefront are Dzeko and Adam Johnson.

"This is not a full-strength lineup, Mancini rotated most of the players considering the tight schedule.

"It's the same for Arsenal. Van Persie, Walcott, Ramsey, Vermaelen and others are all taking turns to rest. The main players may only be Maher and Arteta, and Koscielny in the backcourt."

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"Manchester City!!"

"Arsenal! Arsenal!!"

The Emirates Stadium was ablaze with activity, with fans from both teams turning it into a sea of ​​red, white and blue. A big battle was about to begin.

Off the court, Maher led the caddy out of the player tunnel, and after entering the court, he let the caddy go and did a few abdominal jumps on the spot.

This time it's not to steal the spotlight, it's just that it's too cold in the UK at the end of November, and it even snowed today, so wearing a thin jersey is a bit unbearable.

After completing the pre-match ceremony, he stood at his seat and looked around the stadium with anticipation to see the appearance of this team he met for the first time.

The League Cup match he had been longing for finally arrived. As long as they could get past Manchester City, they would advance to the semi-finals!

The semi-finals are a two-round system, with the first round usually in mid-January and the second round in late January.

The final is decided in a single game, and it usually starts in February. Never mind, let’s not think too far ahead, let’s get past Manchester City first.

"Beep!"

At 10:30 in the morning, this early game kicked off, with players from both teams competing against each other in the wind and snow.

“Apply pressure!”

Maher called on his teammates on the front line to rush across the half court. His partners today were Shamah and Benayoun, two rotation players.

Wenger's attitude towards the Carabao Cup has not changed. He will continue to rotate the lineup to try to advance to the semi-finals and make plans when the time comes.

I don’t know if it’s because last season’s Carabao Cup final was too sad but Maher still remembers it. In that game, Arsenal was defeated by Birmingham, a Premier League relegation team, in the 89th minute.

In the end, Birmingham won unexpectedly, and the story of the underdog defeating the strong became a legend. Arsenal lost the only championship they could have won that season, and failed to win any of the four major titles for six consecutive seasons.

Fortunately, after he expressed that he was in good physical condition, Wenger agreed to his request to fight, giving him a chance to fight.

Manchester City is also in a weakened lineup today, so there is still a good chance of winning.

Maher doesn't think that Arsenal's remaining lineup is much weaker than Manchester City's. With him around, they can be considered evenly matched.

In this situation, it depends on the status of the players on both sides and their ability to seize opportunities.

“In the opening stage, both teams played relatively steadily and were probably still in the testing stage.

"However, from some small scenes, we can still see the relatively good competitive state and level of the two teams. Even if they are not playing with all their main players, the top teams and the upstart teams can still maintain relatively strong strength.

Zhan Jun was sitting in the broadcast booth, watching Maher dribbling the ball inside the camera, "Let's take a look at this attack, Maher cuts inside! A lob shot!
"This ball was just a little bit short! Manchester City's defense needs to be careful! It is very dangerous to let him find his shooting touch."

At this time, the camera turned to one place and captured two elderly people, a man and a woman, clapping with smiles on their faces.

Zhan Jun immediately used his traditional skills to introduce: "If I am not mistaken, this is jeweler Danny Fitzerman and Mrs. Smith. The former was once a major shareholder of Arsenal, and both of them are directors of the team.

"The equity battle between Kroenke and Usmanov is still going on, and the shares held by these two people are their main target."

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In the 26th minute of the game, Arsenal got a corner kick opportunity on the right side of the frontcourt.

Since Ramsey did not appear on the field, Maher carried the ball to the corner area, gestured towards the middle and then passed the ball.

The ball was headed by Zabaleta at first and then taken by Chamberlain who started the game today.

"This way!"

Maher ran back from the corner, positioned himself on the right wing, and reached out to Chamberlain for the ball, who pushed it towards him.

After receiving the ball, he first faced the defense of the opponent's midfielder De Jong. This De Jong is the one in the famous "Pepe in the South and De Jong in the North", who became famous with a kick in the 10 World Cup.

It was just a pity for Spain's midfielder Alonso, who was found to have two broken ribs after the game.

However, Maher later heard from others that, except for a few individual games, De Jong's playing style was not that dirty and he rarely received red and yellow cards.

"Bang, bang, snap!"

Maher took the ball two steps towards him, then dribbled towards the baseline, trying to test De Jong's strength.

Unexpectedly, the opponent slipped due to nervousness and surrendered his gun, allowing him to easily gain an advantage.

"Thank you for the gift."

Maher's eyes lit up and he pushed the ball towards the middle, then moved it to the inside from the right side. He seldom came here.

"boom!"

De Jong, who came back, saw him moving inside, lowered his center of gravity and crashed into him. This had some effect, as Maher's dribbling speed was affected a little.

"Bang!" He dribbled the ball to the safe area and rushed towards De Jong with all his strength. He was not prepared last time, so he had to try again this time, trying to bounce De Jong away.

"boom!"

Another muffled sound was heard, and De Jong's foot close to Maher left the ground uncontrollably. His body tilted sharply to one side and almost fell to the ground.

A hint of solemnity appeared in his eyes, and when he was about to follow, Mael had already dodged past.

"Damn it, his body really is weird!" De Jong had a look of helplessness on his face, as if he knew it in advance but could do nothing about it. He could only keep chasing back.

Maher had already entered the penalty area at this time, and then he faced the opponent's full-back Kolarov.

This is an attacking full-back with some defensive ability, but not much.

"Bang, bang. Bang, bang!"

Maher's feet touched the football back and forth, pushing the ball left and right, sometimes making a big dunk, sometimes pretending to dribble the ball to the bottom, tricking Kolarov into constantly changing his defensive posture and center of gravity.

He changes direction very quickly, with a flexibility that transcends his physical strength.

Kolarov didn't expect this, and suddenly felt a sense of difficulty, and his center of gravity was unstable.

"Snapped!"

Maher suddenly kicked the ball towards the baseline, but Kolarov failed to keep up with him in his first step, and when he rushed over again, he was already exhausted.

His nightmare is not over yet because Maher didn't think of crossing the ball!
"Snapped!"

There was another sound of touching the ball, and before Kolarov stopped rushing towards the baseline, Maher dribbled the ball in the opposite direction and then cut inside.

Kolarov knew that his defensive position was very critical, so he twisted his body and tried to follow.

"Clap!"

A crisp and teeth-tickling sound was heard, and Kolarov sprained his ankle when he turned around, and his body suddenly flew into the air slightly.

The moment he flew into the air, he subconsciously closed his eyes, as if his body had turned into a large X-ray film, and he could clearly see a certain fracture.

This is the subconscious left in the brains of these athletes who are often injured. They have to see countless such films from childhood to adulthood.

He was so skilled that when he was finally injured, it was as if he had turned into the instrument in advance and scanned his body.

"Ah!" A miserable voice rang out, and Kolarov lay on the ground holding his left foot, his face full of pain.

"Bang!!"

Mahel didn't hear it at first, but only noticed the situation on his side after he shot with the outside of his foot.

The ball he kicked missed the target, and the Manchester City players all ran towards Kolarov after seeing the ball fly out of the baseline.

"Sorry."

Maher turned his head to take a look and felt guilty, but such accidents were always unavoidable.

I don’t know if Kolarov likes fruit baskets. You can give him one when you come down. I hope he recovers soon and can get back on the court.

He had always heard about breaking the opponent's ankle by dribbling, but he never thought it would happen to him one day.

He walked over and patted Kolarov on the shoulder twice, then turned and ran to his left side, which seemed to be smoother.

"oops!"

"Let's look at the replay. It seems that Kolarov turned too sharply and broke his ankle.

"I don't know if there is any big problem. The player may not be able to continue in this game. Let's see who Mancini will use to replace him!
"Brutal Maher! A criminal performance! He broke Kolarov's ankle with his dribbling, which is really rare!
"As the game goes by, we can see the growth of this player, and he has developed many new abilities on the court.

"Will he continue to improve at this pace in the future? No one can imagine where he will end up!"

On the sidelines, Mancini put his hands in his pockets, looking at the place where Kolarov was being treated with a little helplessness.

The team's main force on this side is Clichy, and Kolarov can only be regarded as the first substitute, but the team is striving for the championship on multiple fronts, and the loss of a first substitute is also a big loss.

"devil!"

Looking at Maher's back, the elegant Italian coach actually had the urge to swear.

When rotating players, he specifically kept the main right back and right center back, allowing Zabaleta and Kolo Toure to continue to stay on the court to relieve Maher's pressure.

They have done a pretty good job and have not given Mahel any absolute opportunities so far.

I thought everything would go smoothly, with both sides relying on their own abilities. But how did Mahel take a corner kick to the right and hurt Kolarov?

Apart from the counterattack offense and defense without any formation system, these two people have nothing in common.

Mancini took a long breath through his nose, feeling as if he had eaten shit. He turned back to look at the bench, "Balotelli. No, wait a minute."

He thought for a moment, took a look at Arsenal's formation, and said, "Aguero, warm up! We are going to win this game!"

Aguero took off his coat, stood up and ran to the sidelines to warm up, which caused a commotion among Arsenal fans.

Behind him, Balotelli looked wise and asked unconvincedly: "Coach, what about me?"

Mancini looked at him and smiled fondly, "Wait a moment. If the situation is right in the second half, I will replace you."

"Why?" He looked at Mancini with a puzzled look, "If you want to win, you should send me out."

"Haha!" There was a burst of laughter from the Manchester City bench, and David Silva, Yaya Toure and others all laughed.

If we want to win with all our strength, we have to send them. Why send a young boy like you?
"Balotelli is looking forward to a duel of geniuses." David Silva pointed out his thoughts, "He has long been looking forward to a peak duel with Mahel."

"It's not a peak showdown."

Balotelli smiled and said, "It's to let people know who is the best. I've said it before, I'm as good as Messi and Ronaldo."

Yaya Toure glanced at Maher on the field and said, "Do you think that if you beat Maher, others will think you are at the same level as Messi and Ronaldo?"

"That's about right." Balotelli looked at them confidently and said with a smile, "I think so anyway. Isn't his talent the best after Messi and Ronaldo? Forget it. You don't understand the world of genius."

"Okay, okay, you're the golden boy last year so you're right."

Others did not argue with him. They just agreed with him and then smiled secretly, leaving Balotelli to play his part.

"Beep!"

In the 32nd minute of the game, Aguero slowly prepared to step onto the field and ran to the front.

Manchester City changed their formation to a 4-3-3, moving Onuoha, who was originally a center back, to the wing to play as a full-back.

When Maher saw his Golden Boot rival come on the court, there was a smile but also worry on his face. It seems that Mancini is ready to take real action.

He glanced at Wenger and found that the professor was still sitting quietly in the coaching seat, without any movement.

Forget it, rely on yourself!

"Beep, beep."

He ran towards his opposing full-back Zabaleta, listening to the sweet sound of his studs touching the grass, looking forward to running towards the goal and scoring.

He glanced at Zabaleta in front of him. This player has good defensive skills, but he has been shaken off twice by him, so he must be feeling bad.

"Boom!"

He suddenly pushed off the ground and accelerated towards the opponent's goal, making an appearance of a swift attack.

Zabaleta's eyes flashed, and he immediately followed him and reached out to pull his jersey.

Maher ran two steps and suddenly stopped, walking away as if nothing had happened. He just wanted to scare Zabaleta.

Zabaleta suddenly noticed that Mahel had stopped, and thought he had some other tricks up his sleeve, so he rushed forward and rubbed against him with his body. Until he saw that the opponent's backcourt had not yet sent the ball out.

The ball wasn't served?

Zabaleta: “.”

Isn't this crazy?
He looked at Mael with resentment and left dejectedly.

"Oh!"

In the 43rd minute of the first half, Aguero used his personal ability to get a chance to shoot in front of the penalty area and made a fierce low shot.

He had a strong desire to show himself today, as if he wanted to compete with Maher.

The two players had been cueing each other for a long time in front of the media area and admired each other. When they met for the first time, they naturally wanted to leave a deep impression on each other.

"Snapped!"

The ball was saved by Szczesny, and the second penalty was also taken by Koscielny.

After getting the ball, the latter subconsciously looked to the left side of the frontcourt. He still remembered that when he was in the national team, a simple header clearance assisted Mahel.

"Bang!" After seeing the gap behind Zabaleta, Koscielny made a long pass towards that position.

"Boom!"

The sound of studs hitting the ground continued to be heard, and this time the two men were really running.

Maher and Zabaleta turned around at the same time and chased the football. The latter had an advantage of three or four body lengths.

However, at Maher's speed, his position advantage was disappearing rapidly at a rate of 1.5 per second.

3.5!

2!

0.5!
-
1!

Maher rushed past and became unstoppable after running past Zabaleta, dribbling the ball all the way towards the opponent's dangerous area.

"Opportunity! Arsenal attacked in the simplest way, Maher headed towards the penalty area!

“That’s why he was on the pitch today, when the team needed to advance in a simple way, he always had the ball!

"The first person to block him was Kolo Toure, a player with poor defensive ability."

The voice stopped abruptly here. On the court, Maher was seen doing a bicycle movement at the highest speed, then lowered his shoulders and shook his feet, making two changes of direction, and Kolo Toure did splits on the spot.

"very bad!"

Zhan Jun quickly changed his words and continued: “Players like Maher must like to break through at high speed!

“Even if the error rate is higher, it will make it more difficult for the defenders to defend!

"As long as we can keep the ball well under our feet, this will be a very threatening attack!"

"Now it's Savage who's coming over to make up for the deficit. He's a young central defender! He's going to move ahead and make a tackle!"

On the court, Savage seemed to know that he couldn't stop Maher, so he made a tackle in advance to keep Maher outside the penalty area.

“Crack!”

Unexpectedly, Maher was prepared. He stopped suddenly, pulled the ball back, and then moved it to the front and side, avoiding his sliding tackle very gracefully.

Only Onuoha is left!
He is only one step away from having the chance to break through the opponent's entire back line in this counterattack!
"Oh!!" The cheers in the stadium became louder. Arsenal fans had already stood up from their seats and raised their arms.

On the sidelines, Wenger held his chin and watched expectantly, while planning in his mind how to make substitutions if he was ahead. "Score it!"

Behind him, Van Persie rushed up with a smile, waving his hands in a cheering manner: "Mael, I know you want to win the League Cup. I think you can do it after this goal was scored."

"Haha!" Walcott and others also rushed out, raised their hands with laughter, ready to celebrate.

Only the smile on Vermaelen's face was not quite pure, as if it brought back some bad memories.

Mancini on the other side looked at the scene on the court, slowly opened his mouth, and his figure seemed to be frozen in the snow scene.

"No!" Balotelli behind him put his hands behind his head and shouted in horror, but there was cunning in his eyes.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Maher had the final showdown with the opponent's defender Onuoha, who was not very tall but was quite agile.

To break through him, too fancy moves may not work, you may have to keep it simple.

"Oh!"

Maher passed the ball to his side, then accelerated diagonally to chase after it, with desire in his eyes.

Onuoha also hurriedly turned around and started, but after running two steps diagonally, he seemed to find something wrong. Mael was about to hit him from the side!
He turned his head and glanced a little nervously, realizing that as long as he chased the ball, he would inevitably have a confrontation with Maher.

It wasn't a confrontation with a chance to cause a foul, but rather a reasonable confrontation between shoulders.

This kid dribbled the ball like this on purpose!
Are you sure you can defeat him?

Fake!

"boom!"

Before Onuoha could prepare himself mentally and mobilize himself, Mahel had already bumped into him.

He instantly felt like he was hit by a truck. No kidding.

"Swish!" Onuoha quickly lay to the side and slid forward for a distance because of the slippery snow.

"Yeah!" The cheers of Arsenal fans in the stadium rose to a higher level as they saw Mahel having a one-on-one chance!
"Pretty!"

"Ness!"

In front of the Arsenal coaching bench, many Arsenal players wearing substitute vests had already sneaked towards the corner flag area, waiting for Maher to come over and celebrate together.

"Snapped!"

Mancini on the other side slapped his head, as if accepting the result one step ahead at this critical moment, and turned around and said: "Balotelli, warm up!"

Balotelli quickly rushed out of the bench, took off his coat and did not rush to the sidelines. Instead, he chose a place with a better view to pay attention to the court.

"Bang!!"

Maher then made a stunning shot. In this one-on-one shot, he chose to trust his own footwork!
When he saw that the football could not fly higher than the crossbar, he turned directly towards the sideline area and spread out his hands in advance.

Celebrate in advance!

He knew it was impossible to lose it!
"Shh!"

With Pantilimon speechless, the football hit the net.

One to zero!

First goal in the League Cup!
"Wow!"

"Ha ha!"

"Ooo ...!"

The Emirates Stadium was suddenly in a frenzy. Fans were cheering for the goal that dribbled past four players, and were also impressed by Maher's early celebration.

"He's such a f*cking slut!"

"Handsome! Cool!"

"How dare you, haha?"

"It's done!"

"Celebrate if the ball goes in, and just throw your hands up in frustration if the ball doesn't go in!"

"Nonsense, Maher ran to celebrate from the beginning, if you don't believe me, watch the replay after the game!"

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"AahOh!"

Van Persie, Walcott and others on the sidelines were gesticulating towards Maher, as they had been waiting to celebrate with them.

Great goal!
This ball can ignite the emotions of every Arsenal fan in the Emirates Stadium. No one will just sit there!

"Philip!"

Some distance behind them, Wenger turned his head and said with a smile: "Since we are ahead, let's fight for the victory. Substitute Van Persie and Mertesacker."

"Okay." Philip ran towards Van Persie and Mertesacker, ready to ask them to stop celebrating and go to the sidelines to warm up.

On the other side, Mancini bit his lip and bounced back, bit his lip and bounced back, making a sound like water drops, but his face was as ugly as a quagmire.

"Ah ah!"

Balotelli next to him couldn't help but shout for this wonderful goal, and even though the car braked suddenly, Mancini still heard it.

Mancini immediately stared at him with a gloomy face and disbelief in his eyes.

Balotelli licked his lips, feeling uneasy like an ant on a hot pan. He opened his mouth to try to make amends, but finding there was no good way, he lowered his head in shame.

"This ball goes in! One to zero!

"Mael's goal helped Arsenal take the lead! A wonderful one-on-one breakthrough! Arsenal fans, are you doubting your eyes?!
“A muscular striker known for his speed, passing and shooting, actually scored a goal that went past multiple players!

“No stumbling, only steady advancement and extremely practical dribbling breakthroughs!
"On such a cold and windy day with heavy snow, scoring the first goal of the domestic cup competition in such a gorgeous manner and celebrating in the snow was really a beautiful picture.

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On the field, Maher started celebrating early and then ran towards Van Persie and others on the sidelines.

"How about it."

He broke through the falling snow in front of him, pointed at them and grinned, "Show off or not?!"

"show!!"

Van Persie and Walcott, wearing their substitute vests, jumped up, supported by his shoulders.

Maher was also extremely excited. He hugged them and squeezed them together. Soon, the group lost their balance and fell to the ground in chaos.

A dragon like the emperor!

It is really refreshing to take on the entire defense line by yourself and succeed!
Rhythm lv4, fancy lv4, he wants to make this kind of goal a norm!
"Van Persie!"

At this time, Philip rushed over from the bench, shouting at Van Persie and Mertesacker to warm up.

"Yeah!"

Someone wasn't paying attention and mistook him for someone celebrating together. They pinned him to the ground in two or three moves and piled him up like crazy.

Philip, an old man, shouted with a bitter face: "No! Wait a minute!"

Wenger, who was watching from a distance, raised his head helplessly and smiled, joking with other assistant coaches: "He is very happy, this must be a rare experience."

"Haha." There was a burst of laughter from the Arsenal bench, and many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures of Philip.

In front of them, Argentine striker Aguero was scratching his wet hair with a slightly grim look on his face. He didn't expect to fall behind right at the start.

That boy is stronger than he thought.

After this goal, the first half of the game ended quickly. After a 15-minute halftime break, the two sides resumed the second half.

Wenger replaced Van Persie and Mertesacker in the 60th minute of the game, one to strengthen the offense and the other to strengthen the defense, in an attempt to win.

"Mael spelled it out himself."

After the substitution, he smiled and said to Philip: "Actually, I also wanted to persuade him to give up this battle line, but after thinking about it, I decided not to dampen his enthusiasm."

"Do you know why?" Philip glanced at Wenger and reminded him, "Do you remember? When we set our goals at the beginning of the season, you promised everyone that you would dance a solo for every championship you won.

"Mael said at that time, what if you take two? You said two dances."

"Haha." Philip couldn't help laughing and pointed at Wenger and said, "As far as I know, you haven't learned it yet."

Wenger blushed, and said with a slight movement of the corner of his mouth: "I will learn, I will not be unprepared for this."

"It's time to get ready."

Philip nodded and said, "Based on the team's current momentum, I can't say for sure about the Champions League, but we have great hope for the Premier League and the League Cup.

"If Maher and Van Persie lead the team to win the championship and ask you to fulfill your promise, don't stand there awkwardly twisting your body. That's not decent."

Wenger laughed twice, stepped back, looked Philip up and down, and said, "How about we dance tango?"

Philip pushed one palm forward and said simply: "I refuse."

In front of Manchester City's coaching bench, Balotelli seemed to be ready to stand on the sidelines and prepare to play.

Mancini was standing next to him. He looked at his watch and said, "There are still 30 minutes left. Go up and fight hard, get back on defense more often, and relieve the pressure on the right side of the defense, okay?"

Balotelli looked at the field seriously and nodded, like a tiger patrolling his territory.

"Don't be anxious, try not to get yellow cards, and avoid all yellow card actions. Do you understand?"

Balotelli continued to patrol his territory with the same old action. I don't know if he listened or not.

"hehe."

Mancini looked at him like this and remembered how he celebrated the opponent's goal in the first half, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

He stepped forward and pinched Balotelli's right arm, saying threateningly, "If you don't understand me, I will definitely tell the media about it after the game."

Balotelli must have wanted to save face, and he gave a flattering smile after hearing this.

If you don’t know, you might think that the master and disciple have a good attitude, and even though they fall behind, they still have a deep affection for each other.

"Beep!"

Soon, Balotelli stepped onto the court. He touched his chest and felt a few clear words, which made him feel relieved.

Today, let’s score a goal!
Or defend Maher to death!
Then show the two lines of words on your chest to everyone and act like a big shot!
"Oh!"

In the 72nd minute of the game, Maher received a cross pass from Van Persie and dribbled the ball towards the baseline.

When he reached the baseline, he observed the situation and found that neither passing the ball nor breaking through inside were easy, so he went outside.

He didn't want to try Benzema's baseline waltz, which was too risky and could easily lead to losing the ball.

Now that we are leading, it would be better to control the ball for a while longer. Giving the ball to the opponent will put our goal in danger. We still have to respect Manchester City's forward line.

Just after taking a few steps back, he saw the famous meme king Ba Shen chasing after him, as if he wanted to compete with him.

He glanced at the empty space near where Ba Shen was standing and thought about playing a little with him.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, Ba Shen ran over quickly and approached his position.

"Bang bang!"

Maher made a simple fake move to cut inside, then quickly moved the ball towards the crotch of Balotelli on the right side of his body.

The football passed through his crotch, and Mahel turned around gracefully, missed Balotelli, ran towards his own half, and took the ball down.

"Oh ho ho!"

There was a burst of exclamations at the Emirates Stadium. Everyone was naturally happy to see Maher's increasingly cool and free-spirited playing style. Anyway, they were leading at the moment, so there was nothing wrong with playing around on the sidelines.

After being hit in the crotch, Balotelli was a little anxious. When he heard these noises, his face turned red to his ears. He quickened his pace and wanted to turn around and rush towards Mahel.

But the ground was slippery due to the snow, and he felt a little top-heavy, so he couldn't handle such a turn.

"thump!"

Balotelli's heel slipped and he fell straight to the ground, staring at the sky and lost in thought.

"Haha!" The whole audience burst into laughter, and he sat up as if waking up from a dream, facing the direction of Mael.

As he turned his head, he saw Mancini's meaningful expression.

Mancini: “.”

Balotelli clenched his fists, regrouped and chased after Mahel, who coincidentally ran towards him again with the ball.

"Oh!"

Just as he was about to lower his center of gravity, he saw Maher pass the ball behind him.

There is no action!

Just eat to keep your body strong!
The ball is passed to the player again!

Balotelli immediately became dissatisfied. People often said that he was world-class below the neck, so how could anyone dare to bully him in this aspect?

He turned around and chased after him, but saw Mahel's figure first appear behind his peripheral vision, then slowly come to his right side, and finally directly open up a distance of several meters.

At this time, the other party turned around and looked at him, seeming a little provocative.

suffer?!

Balotelli was enraged and he chased after Mahel who was dribbling the ball towards the end line. As soon as he got close to him, he made a sliding tackle towards his feet.

"Shh!"

Maher had anticipated this and protected the ball outside his body before jumping up gracefully. Balotelli's tackle was in vain and only brought up water on the ground.

"Clap clap clap!"

There was applause at the scene, and people seemed to have left the football field and come to the Spanish bullring to watch a bullfighting show.

Maher then came to the baseline, stepped on the football with his right foot and leaned back, while turning his head to observe the situation of Balotelli and other defensive players.

The first one to come up was Balotelli. He had been fooled several times and dreamed of revenge.

However, with Mancini's instructions in advance, his movements were relatively clean except for the first tackle. This time, he hit Mahel hard on the back.

"boom!"

Maher lowered his center of gravity very low, without moving at all, and was stuck between Balotelli and the football.

The emperor protects the ball!

"Oh!" A cheer rang out and fans nearby stood up and applauded.

Balotelli was anxious and angry. He wanted to move forward from the left, but was quickly blocked by Maher who shifted his center of gravity. He wanted to move forward from the right, but was also blocked by Maher.

"Cha!" Fortunately, Sabaletta who was next to him came and kicked the ball under Maher's feet out of the baseline from another direction.

Corner kick!

"Clap, clap, clap!" More enthusiastic applause and cheers rang out, and the fans expressed their respect to Maher.

Mahel's face was calm, but he was actually holding back a smile. He raised one hand and greeted them, imitating Henry the Great's behavior.

Behind him, Balotelli was already sweating profusely. He stood there awkwardly, turning up his clothes to wipe the sweat off his face and also covering his face to escape the suffering.

"Ha ha.!"

As a result, he soon heard a burst of laughter, as if it was directed at him. He put his clothes down and saw people looking at his chest.

Oops!

His face turned even redder. This was what he had prepared for the celebration, so why was he showing it now?

Confused, Balotelli cast his gaze towards Mancini on the sidelines, hoping to get some comfort from him, but he didn't expect the other party to roll his eyes almost to the sky.

He gritted his teeth and had the urge to cry. At this moment, he really wanted to ask something.

Why Always Me? !
Why is it always him?!

ps: 1.9 words for two updates is exhausting. It may take some time to adjust for three updates. It doesn't seem to be going well at the moment. I feel a little weak recently.

(End of this chapter)