Becoming a football god from Arsenal

Chapter 204: Change of plan! Prepare to win the championship in advance! Drogba's admiration! Manchester City Derby is relieved with a smile!

After this round of games, Arsenal's schedule this season is coming to an end.

This month, they have two home league games left, and the remaining two rounds will be completed before the middle of next month.

Their title rivals Manchester City and Manchester United still have five games to play and their schedule is always one day behind.

As long as Arsenal keeps winning, these two teams will inevitably be under tremendous pressure in every round.

They must understand that if they lose points in just one game, their hopes of winning the championship will go from slim to extremely slim.

On April 4, both Manchester City clubs faced off in their 18th Premier League match.

The match between Manchester United and Wigan Athletic kicked off at 12.30: local time, which is considered an early match. The English Football Association specially arranged the match time to cater to the audience in Asia.

However, as we all know, the team's condition must be extremely unstable if they play a high-intensity and fast-paced game shortly after waking up.

When this instability encounters the crucial period of the championship, the physical and mental pressure on the players can be imagined.

"Glory glory Man united! As the reds go marching on on on!!"

At Old Trafford, tens of thousands of Red Devils fans sang "Glory to Manchester United", hoping to inspire the team in this way.

In such difficult times, they have to do something for the team.

"Giggs' through ball! Rooney gets a one-on-one chance, and Beauséjour chases him from behind!
"Rooney!! The ball was intercepted! His movements seemed a bit slow, which gave Beauséjour the opportunity to steal the ball! A crucial steal!

"Sir Ferguson's expression contained helplessness and anger. This was the only chance to score in the first half. Wigan Athletic's defense was very strong today and didn't give them too many chances!"

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"It was halftime and Wigan were getting better and better. Evra was under a lot of pressure!

"I hope the coaches of both teams can make better adjustments in the locker room. They both need this victory!"

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After coming on in the second half, Ferguson stood on the sidelines, directing the team's offense and defense.

Therefore, in the 50th minute of the game, he saw the opponent's full-back Bosjour running past him with the ball, staggering towards the bottom line of Manchester United's backcourt.

"Oh!"

He then made a cross. The ball was not high, but the speed was extremely fast and bypassed Evans who was defending in the front.

In the middle position, the opponent's midfielder Maloney moved forward to the penalty area, ran towards the direction of the football and made a tackle, touching the football with the sole of his foot.

"Swish!" The football rolled into the net from under De Gea's armpit before he landed.

"Aha!" At the junction of the east and west stands, more than 2,000 Wigan fans were jumping and shouting, and more than 4,000 arms were waving randomly without any rhythm.

Maloney stood up and put one hand to his ear and pointed to Beauséjour on the wing.

One to zero!

They're ahead!
"Oh oh! Manchester United is in trouble as Wigan Athletic has scored a goal at this point in time! They seemed to be trying to suppress the opponent in the second half, but unexpectedly, Wigan counterattacked and sealed the victory!

"This team has been playing beautifully recently, they were ahead of Arsenal at the Emirates and now ahead of Manchester United at Old Trafford!
"Ferguson is visibly getting anxious. If they can't beat Wigan in this round, the gap between them and Arsenal will be 9 points!
"With four games left in the league, we are nine points behind, which basically means we have no hope of winning the championship!
"Arsenal can't lose 4 out of 3 games, not even with a rotation!"

At the edge of the court, Ferguson took out a box of chewing gum, poured out a few gum pieces, stuffed them all into his mouth, and then crushed them hard in his mouth.

His whole body was red, as if it was burned by fire, and an unbearable itchy feeling appeared all over his body, causing him to walk back and forth quickly, gritting his teeth.

When the discomfort subsided, Ferguson turned and looked at the bench, "Welbeck, Nani, warm up! Quick!"

His breathing was rapid, and he took a deep breath after each short sentence.

After seeing a young man who had just been promoted from the U18 team, he hesitated, pointed at him and said, "Pogba, go warm up too! If you help us win, we will do our best to keep you."

The three of them quickly stood up and went to the sidelines under the guidance of the assistant coach.

Pogba, with a childish face, glanced at the court with a vague look, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

Five minutes later, the three of them came on the field together. Evra, Rooney and Hernandez were replaced and sat on the bench.

Evra spread his hands and complained bitterly, "We had good chances and we should have seized them."

Hernandez lowered his head, and Rooney turned around and confronted him, "Are you saying that I played badly? I let the team fall behind?
"Come on, Evra, tell me what you are unhappy about, just tell me like a man!"

Evra curled his lips and turned his head away, not wanting to argue with Rooney at this moment.

"bring it on!"

"enough!"

Seeing that Rooney was trying to stir up internal strife, Ferguson turned around and walked over, pointing at him and said, "Shut up! Shut the fuck up! If you think you can do whatever you want, get out of my team!

"Don't think you've made a great contribution, you're nothing! Think about how Roy Keane left!"

Rooney closed his mouth, crossed his arms and stared at the court with an unhappy expression.

Manchester United suddenly intensified their attack, but the final shot was always just short of the target and failed to threaten the opponent's goalkeeper.

When the game time passed 70 minutes, Sir Alex Ferguson did not stop his steps. He walked back and forth while pointing at the court and yelling.

Ten minutes later, Manchester United's assistant coaches could no longer sit still and stood up to assist Ferguson in on-the-spot command.

In the 85th minute, all the Manchester United players on the bench could not stay quietly on the bench. They all stood up and waited anxiously.

The fourth official came over to engage with them several times but got nothing but a bark from Ferguson.

"Two minutes of extra time in the second half!" In the 2th minute, the DJ on the scene announced the bad news to the desperate Manchester United fans.

Ferguson suddenly stopped and his face slowly turned calm, just like in the 98-99 Champions League final against Bayern. He finally tried to point to the watch on his wrist.

Now, apart from an all-out attack, there is no other tactical arrangement in 'Ferguson time'.

He just wanted to try to invite the energetic self at that time, and invite Solskjaer who scored two goals against Bayern in the last 2 minutes.

Or rather, please go to the Manchester United team at that time.

"Beep! Beep! Beep--!"

But it was no use, everything was just a beautiful fantasy, and all Manchester United players spent the last two minutes in despair.

The score was fixed at zero to one, they lost to the relegation team Wigan Athletic at home!

"Come on!!"

"Yeah!!"

The players on the Wigan Athletic field knelt on the ground and cheered, and their substitutes and assistant coaches also rushed onto the field, as if they were as happy as if they had won a championship trophy.

Compared with them, tens of thousands of Manchester United fans were so silent, and more than 20 Manchester United players worth tens of millions were so self-blaming and depressed.

Alex Ferguson, the great coach who had won 12 championships in this stadium, stared at the court dully, with parts of his face shaking unnaturally.

it's over!
They don't have to struggle anymore, and after the next Manchester derby, it's time for them to set their sights on next season.

"What do the board of directors think?" Ferguson turned to look at the assistant coach next to him and asked, "Have they loosened up recently?"

"What?" The teaching assistant didn't realize what he was referring to.

"Package transfer." Ferguson replied briefly. This has always been his wish, to buy back Ronaldo and then buy Bale from Tottenham, and pair him with Rooney to form a two-wing team.

"I don't know." The assistant coach shook his head, thought for a moment and then reminded: "Jazz, you have asked me four times in the past three days. They said they would wait until the end of the season to consider it."

"what."

Ferguson nodded to him in apology, smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I'm old, I can't remember clearly."

In a studio in the center of London, intense filming activities are underway.

"The last one, come on, Maher. Look this way first. Then there's a head-turning motion at the end. Look at camera No. 3 then."

The advertising director held a megaphone and communicated with Maher: "Your eyes should be as deep as possible. You know that feeling. Our audience is women. You should show your charm generously.

"Okay, come on!"

Maher held the small bottle of Olay in his hand, made the pose they wanted, then turned and raised his head, showing his entire face to the camera.

"Click! OK, very good!"

The director walked over to Maher and extended his hand to him. "The first phase of filming has been successfully completed. Thank you very much for taking the time to come here at such a critical time."

“It’s okay.” Maher said politely. After this shot, the shoot of his four endorsements were all finished.

This will allow him to relax a little, withdraw from the sidelines and concentrate all his energy on the field.

While sitting aside to rest, he opened his mobile phone and glanced at Manchester United's result. He was a little surprised to see that they lost 0:1 to Wigan, but then he felt relieved.

I wouldn’t say I’m very happy because there is a huge gap between Manchester United and them and the chances of winning the championship are slim.

But if the team keeps following closely, they will definitely keep an eye on each other more or less.

If they lose this game, they will no longer have to think about this team and will only have to focus on their only competitor, Manchester City!
The championship situation has been simplified!

"Buzz!"

When leaving the shooting site, Maher stepped on the accelerator a few times, obviously in a good mood.

"So." Jose, who had been accompanying him as the co-pilot, laughed and asked, "Are you about to achieve your goal of becoming the best player in London?"

"Ha ha."

Maher laughed a few times and shook his head: "My words don't count. It's up to the fans to make their own judgments."

"Why not let Emilia promote this title?" Jose suggested with a smile. He felt that this title needed to be proposed by the media.

“No, no, no.” Maher shook his head again. He was still relatively principled. “This is also self-proclaimed. I want the residents of London to recognize it spontaneously.

"It's not the title I want, it's the feeling."

"The feeling of conquering London?" José added with a smile.

"Yes!"

"Haha!" The two laughed together. They were like this sometimes, talking about random things half-jokingly and half-seriously.

After returning home and completing some technical training, Maher got in the car and drove to the team's meeting room, where they would watch the game against their direct title rival Manchester City together.

When he arrived at the club's administrative building, he suddenly saw a familiar figure at the door looking around, as if staring at him.

"Hans!"

Maher called out, and walked forward with a smile, "I heard you went to take the coaching certificate exam, how is it going?"

Hans was beaming with joy at first, but now he pretended to be sad and said, "I failed. I'm going to be laid off. I came here today to say goodbye."

"Don't be ridiculous." Maher didn't believe it at all. He patted his shoulder and walked over to hug him. "I asked you with the answer. Wenger has already told us that you will join the coaching staff."

"hey-hey."

Hans smiled again, and his right hand moved up and down Maher's body. "You've become stronger again. Are we going to see a stronger Maher next season?"

"You'll see in the next game." Maher said to him with a smile, and they walked towards the meeting room together.

"hope so."

Hans was in high spirits. Old friends always have endless things to talk about. He told Maher about his recent situation, "I thought I would join the coaching staff next season, but I didn't expect to complete the registration yesterday.

“This is really great, not only can I work with you in advance, but I also have the opportunity to win a top league championship trophy.

"Tell me, if we really win the championship, will my colleagues be mad when they see that I have one more championship on my resume?"

"It is indeed possible." Maher nodded with a smile, "Why add 'if' nowadays? You should just say directly that the champion will not have any problems.

"It depends on when we can hold up the trophy."

"you're right."

The two of them were chatting arm in arm, and when they walked into the conference room, they found that quite a few people were already sitting there.

Maher saw that there were seats next to Sagna and Arteta, so he walked over and sat down, chatting about gossip with the players.

"I heard that the club is going to investigate the players' opinions and there will be a vote soon."

Sagna came up to Maher and told him what he had heard, "It's about Usmanov and Kroenke. The board wants to see who we want to take over Arsenal."

"Really?" Maher frowned. "Why is the team conducting this kind of investigation? Are the two still at a stalemate?"

Sagna nodded. "I guess so. They want to increase their persuasiveness through the players' opinions."

"So," Maher had an idea in his mind, "this seemingly trivial vote may actually affect the outcome of their game?

"But the problem is that Kroenke never shows up and is always behind the scenes; Usmanov often comes to the training base, but he always wanders around like a ghost and his mind is not on us.

"Most of the players don't know them, so how can they make decisions?"

He had a basic impression of the two, but the other Arsenal players obviously didn't, and this vote looked like a joke from both sides.

Arteta was listening to the two chatting and couldn't help but say: "I think we will get to know them soon and they will come to contact us.

"Even if you don't contact everyone, you will definitely contact key players who can influence the decision-making of the whole team.

"Mael, you and Van Persie should be prepared to meet with them, and help us make a good selection. We will listen to your opinions."

Maher turned around and looked at him, thinking that this might be the case.

If Kroenke and Usmanov both understand that they must decide the winner after this season's golden opportunity arrives and still cannot reach an agreement, they can only use this method.

Like Russian roulette, you put yourself on the gambling table and decide whether to stay or go in a way that is almost like a game.

Of course, it only feels like a game to them, not to the club.

Maher didn't think much about it. From the looks of it, it was only a matter of time before he came into contact with the two men. He just had to make the choice he thought was most appropriate based on the situation.

"Ahem." Wenger walked into the meeting room and reminded the players on the stage: "The game is about to start, calm down and pay attention to their technical and tactical play, pressing methods, etc.

"I said, we don't have to care about the result, we only have to care about the game at the end of the month."

"Okay!" The players agreed one after another, and the game started immediately.

"Beep!"

At Molineux Stadium, West Midlands, the referee blew the whistle to start the game.

"Crash!" A few minutes later, heavy rain poured down, soaking the stadium and making Mancini's long hair stick to his scalp.

April is the last relatively rainy month in England. The sudden rain did not affect the fierce confrontation between the two teams, as they fought for the ball in the midfield.

“Bang, bang. bang!”

In the 26th minute of the game, former Arsenal player Clichy dribbled the ball straight into the frontcourt, and after coming to the frontcourt, he made a two-pass combination with David Silva and devoured the Wolves' full-back.

Clichy sent a low cross after reaching the baseline. He has made a lot of assists this season and is still very confident in his crossing skills.

"Bang!!"

Aguero appeared at the front point and kicked the ball to the far corner before the defender stretched his foot.

The football slipped from the gap between Ward's legs to the net, passed through De Vries's fingers, and entered the net, "Swish!"

"Yeah!" The Manchester City expeditionary force suddenly shouted in ecstasy, and Aguero, the hero of the goal, took advantage of the slippery field and knelt down nearly 10 meters away.

Mancini clenched his fist on the sidelines. He was still wearing a blue and white Manchester City scarf today.

Thanks to his passionate "endorsement", the scarf is almost sold out, but the club still has not paid him any advertising fees.

If it hadn't been raining, he would have taken it off long ago for fear that rain would slide down his hair and into his body.

In the 44th minute of the first half, it was again the old Arsenal player, Nasri, who received a pass from Tevez on the right side of the penalty area, rushed into the penalty area and volleyed the ball into the net.

Two to zero!
Expand your advantage!

"Come on!" Nasri jumped on the spot and then roared passionately towards the home team's stands.

This move angered Wolves fans and then angered Wolves players.

"Beep--!"

Soon, the first half of the game ended and the Manchester City players walked towards the locker room.

It was also at this time that the heavy rain slowly turned into light rain, and there seemed to be signs of a clearing up.

After Mancini finished talking about the problems in the first half in the locker room, he asked the staff to borrow a hair dryer and dried his hair before getting ready to go on the field.

As a result, he appeared in his team's coaching booth a few minutes late.

Looking at the time, he roughly estimated that if Wolves didn't score a goal in the 65th minute, they would most likely win the game.

"call"

He took a deep breath, looked at his watch from time to time, and relaxed a little.

"Oh!"

In the 64th minute of the game, Wolves launched a quick attack. Knightley suddenly slipped through the crotch under the defense of two people and passed the ball to Carl Henry on the weak side.

The latter faced Zabaleta's defense, seized the opponent's rash foot stretch, overtook from the outside, and shot towards the far corner.

"Swish!" A low ball at an extremely fast speed hit the side net of Manchester City, changing the score.

One to two!

The Wolves recovered one!
"Wow!"

Mancini on the sidelines listened to the roar of the home team's fans, his face turned pale and he raised his left hand anxiously.

The second hand turned, driving the hour hand to move slowly, gradually reaching 4.48, exactly the 65th minute of the game.

Sensing the fighting spirit of the Wolves players, he then replaced David Silva and Tevez with Nigel de Jong and Adam Johnson in an attempt to play it safe.

He checked his watch again, and when he looked back at the field, he estimated that if the opponent had not scored a goal 85 minutes ago, the possibility of scoring another goal would be slim.

“Flying out across the counry!!”

Amid the loud cheers of the fans, the game time quickly reached the 84th minute.

Mancini stared at the field nervously, and then heaved a sigh of relief when he saw De Jong disrupt the opponent's attack in the middle.

He looked down at his watch and found that the time had passed 5.08, 85 minutes had passed!
He was not careless and still stood on the sidelines, watching the fight between his team and the opponent and observing the status of each player.

In the 90th minute of the game, the fourth official raised the extra time card on the sidelines, and 1 minute of extra time was added to the second half!

"Beep!"

Mancini quickly brought on Kolo Toure to delay time.

Watching Nasri slowly walking off the field, he looked up and found that the rain had not stopped yet, but the raindrops at this time became lovely, and it was so comfortable falling on people's faces.

"Beep!"

"Oh!"

The game restarted and Wolves made a final offensive attempt with a long pass from the backcourt.

In Manchester City's penalty area, Kompany jumped up to head the ball out of the penalty area, then waved his hand to signal the defense line to press forward.

"Bang!!"

In front of the top of the penalty area, a loud shot was heard, and Wolves midfielder Carl Henry volleyed the ball with the outside of his foot with great force.

He definitely had no confidence in this kind of ball, so he just tried his best to kick it to see if he could have good luck.

Under the gaze of all the fans in the stadium, the football flew towards the far corner of the goal in a dramatic arc from outside to inside.

Manchester City goalkeeper Joe Hart had already suffered enough magical goals, so when he saw the opponent kick the ball, he dived towards the predicted landing point.

"Swish!" But the football was one step ahead of his hand and rolled into the net, brushing the post.

Again!
Joe Hart looked pale, he knew what losing the ball at this time meant.

"Beep!" The referee's whistle sounded first, and he pointed to the center circle, indicating that the goal was valid.

The ball went in!
Two to two!
Equalized!!
"Aaaahhhh!!" The Molineux Stadium exploded as if dynamite had been ignited, and the Wolves fans all opened their mouths wide as if they wanted to eat the Manchester City players.

Carl Henry pulled off his clothes, ran to the sidelines impatiently and kicked the corner flagpole off.

Precious 1 point!
Manchester City players were stunned. This was definitely Wolves' last attack. But it was this last time that made them fall from heaven to hell and made the result unacceptable.

Many people lowered their heads and looked at the ground, letting the rain on their hair slide down their faces. At this moment, it seemed as if God was crying for them.

In the coaching booth on the sidelines, Mancini's expression changed several times. Finally, his eyes were squeezed together and he looked at the Wolves' celebrating team with an intriguing expression.

There was no 'Forza' on a rainy day in Molineux, only a sad Italian who said goodbye to this sad 'West Midlands' journey with melancholy eyes.

“积分榜一：阿森纳34轮28胜6平，积分90。积分榜二：曼城34轮26胜5平3败，积分83。积分榜三：曼联34轮25胜6平3败积分81。”——英超联赛积分榜
"Yeah!!"

In the meeting room of the London Colney training base, there was a burst of loud cheers.

Arsenal players stood up, hugged and high-fived each other, some danced on the spot, some jumped and ran back and forth, and everyone was caught in a crazy surprise.

The competitor lost points again!

"Henry!"

Sagna twisted his hips and shoulders in a funny way, looked at Carl Henry who was celebrating and said: "Just lend him the title of the Great for one day. I know he has prayed for another peak Henry!" "Haha!" There was a burst of laughter in the meeting room. It was really a coincidence that the Wolves player who scored twice had the same name as the team legend.

"Henry is still working hard." Van Persie also joked, raising his hands and shouting cheerfully: "Seven points difference! We will definitely win the championship in advance!"

"Oh no!"

"ArsenalArsenal!"

"Champion! Champion!"

Everyone celebrated together, and the source of their joy was not entirely due to the performance of their competitors, but also their feat of remaining unbeaten against relegation teams in the second half of the season.

"From this perspective, Wigan and Wolves are really difficult to play against. One blocked Manchester United and the other blocked Manchester City!"

“We didn’t win easily!”

Some people sighed like this, and they immediately thought of the two games, one in which Maher scored twice to reverse the situation, and the other in which he caused a red card and provided an assist to help the team take the lead.

Most people turned their eyes to Maher's position with smiles on their faces.

"So!"

“Ding ding ding ding!”

"I have a friend who drives a Bugatti on the touchline and dances on the back line! Ding ding ding ding!"

As the familiar song sounded, Maher was also surrounded by joy. He stood up, clapped his hands to the beat, and danced with Sania beside him.

Amid the celebration, he saw Wenger walk to the front of the conference room, as if he wanted to say something to everyone.

The singing gradually stopped and people remembered what Wenger said before the game. They didn't actually pay much attention to Manchester City's technical and tactical play, especially after Wolves scored.

However, I think Wenger is happy now, right?
After this game, they are really just one step away from the championship!

As long as they beat Chelsea at home and then beat Manchester City in the game at the end of the month, they can even hold the award ceremony directly at the Emirates Stadium and win the trophy in advance!
"Pap tap tap."

Wenger walked to the front of the stage step by step. He gritted his teeth and pretended to be serious, as if he didn't care about Manchester City's defeat.

"I"

But after he opened his mouth, a feeling of pride surged up uncontrollably, instantly making the carefully constructed seriousness on his face disappear.

This kind of joy from the heart made him smile from ear to ear, and he tried to adjust himself several times but failed.

"Hahaha!" Bursts of laughter came from every player's mouth, and assistant coaches such as Philip and Hans also lowered their heads and held back their laughter.

Wenger couldn't help laughing along with everyone else. He finally raised his arms high and said, "Let's get that damn championship trophy back to us by the end of the month!"

"it is good!"

On April 4, Arsenal played their penultimate game of the month as they hosted Chelsea at home in a London derby.

Chelsea encountered some turmoil in the middle of this season. Portuguese coach Villas-Boas came to the team amid praise, but failed to meet people's expectations and ended his term amid criticism.

The team's assistant coach Di Matteo took over the coaching position and has been coaching ever since.

After realizing early on that they had no hope of winning the league title, they focused on the Champions League and FA Cup.

On April 4, they first defeated Tottenham 16-5 in the FA Cup semi-finals and advanced to the FA Cup final!

On April 4, they pulled off another shocking upset in the Champions League semi-finals, beating Barcelona led by Guardiola 19-1 and advancing to the Champions League final!

Di Matteo, the previously unknown assistant coach, has become the center of European football.

He is very likely to fulfill the dream that Abramovich and the team have always had, and at the same time create his own coaching legend!

"Keep telling us we''re boring - we''ll just keep on scoring now!"

In the Emirates Stadium, the singing of Arsenal fans was majestic and powerful, like raging waves, with astonishing momentum, and also bursting with a vitality different from the past.

When the players saw this scene when they came out on the field, they all had smiles on their faces. They knew where this vitality came from.

The fans always have a tacit understanding with them and are in sync with them.

"The 35th round of the Premier League is about to begin. The importance of this game to Arsenal is self-evident! I believe many Arsenal fans are watching the game with great excitement."

In the broadcast room, Zhan Jun's voice was also full of vitality, "As long as they beat Chelsea in this game, they will have a chance to win the championship in the next round!"

As a commentator, he always has to schizophreniacally put himself in the shoes of fans of different teams. This is his job.

"Let's take a look at the starting lineups of both teams. For Arsenal, goalkeeper Szczesny, left-back Kyle Walker, centre-backs Mertesacker and Koscielny, and right-back Sagna.

“Three midfielders, with Alexandre Song in the middle and Arteta and Ramsey on either side.

"In front of us was Robin van Persie, on the left wing was Maher and on the right was Walcott.

"This lineup is basically their strongest lineup. Will they become a classic championship lineup?

"But if we rank the champions, Vermaelen and Gibbs, who have just returned from injury, Rosicky in the midfield and Gervinho on the right wing should also have a place.

“They have all made a lot of contributions to this team and are one of the creators of the championship!

"Of course, they haven't won the championship yet, so we can't say that so early, haha!"

"."

"Let's look at Chelsea's lineup. Since this is their third game in six days, they can only field a 6-- lineup with half of the players being the starting lineup and half being rotation players.

"Cech is the goalkeeper, Terry and Cahill are the centre-backs, Ferreira is the left-back and Bosingwa is the right-back.

"In the midfield, Essien and Romeu are in the middle, and in front of them, Torres and Malouda are in the middle, with Kalou and Sturridge on both sides.

"It will be difficult for this lineup to compete with Arsenal with all their main players.

"Di Matteo's meaning is very clear, either we can directly advance to the Champions League next season by winning the Champions League, or we can directly advance to the Europa League next season by winning the FA Cup!
"If we get them all, that would be amazing! Well, the game has started, let's focus on the court!"

"."

At the Emirates Stadium, Van Persie sent the ball from the center circle amid singing, and Chelsea's four forwards pressed across half the field.

"Oh!"

The full-back Kyle Walker, who had just got the ball on the wing, was not in a hurry. He waited for the opponent's forward to come to him before passing the ball back to Szczesny.

"Go, go, go!" Chelsea's two midfielders also pressed across the half court, blocking Szczesny's pass to the Arsenal midfielder.

"Bang!" But Szczesny quickly found Ramsey on the side and passed the ball to him.

Chelsea's six-man pressing group will certainly find it difficult to block all the ball receiving points when facing Arsenal's seven-man backcourt.

Wenger particularly emphasized the numerical advantage here before the game, allowing the team to control the ball deeply, attract the opponent's midfielder to move forward, and then pass the ball to the striker as simply as possible, allowing them to face the defender directly.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

After Ramsey received the ball and turned around, he passed the ball to Van Persie who was returning to receive it in just two steps.

The latter half turned and passed the ball, and Maher on the left side got the chance to hold the ball. Chelsea's midfield and frontcourt defense had been broken down.

"Papa.!"

Maher dribbled the ball towards the opposing defender Bosingwa, a full-back who was good at stealing and heading, and it would definitely not be easy for him to get past him in a positional battle.

However, in this kind of advancement operation, Bosingwa is sure to have many loopholes.

He used the fake move of dribbling the ball forward to trick the opponent into kicking the ball, then he dribbled the ball towards the middle and went straight to the opponent's goal.

After reaching the top of the arc, he faced three options in total. One was to pass the ball to Van Persie who was cutting in from the side, and the other was to pass the ball to Walcott on the right.

"Bang!!"

He chose three and tried a direct shot. He thought that the probability of Van Persie dribbling past the opponent's defender and then scoring a goal should not be as high as his direct shot.

"Snapped!"

"Oh oh oh!"

Amid the exclamations of Arsenal fans, Cech made a wonderful save, swatting the ball away with one hand as it flew into the blind corner of the goal.

This was a good goalkeeper, especially before he suffered a serious brain injury.

Maher was not discouraged. He waved to Van Persie and Walcott with a slight apology, and walked into the penalty area to prepare for the corner kick.

After a season, he has long understood that the probability of success in the first attempt is very small, and he has long been accustomed to warming up his feet first and then seeking to score.

"In good condition?"

Van Persie did not blame him, but asked with a smile: "So, you want to help us win by scoring goals again?"

“Haha.” Maher nodded optimistically and clapped his hands with him, saying, “Although my attempt failed, the team’s tactical attempt was successful, so I am confident that I will get more opportunities.”

Van Persie said nothing more and stood in the front position ready to compete for the corner kick.

Maher came to the middle position. He looked at the Arsenal fans behind the goal who were full of expectation and confidence, and suddenly a feeling of certainty arose in his heart.

They will not lose this crucial battle, they will definitely win it and then hold the championship trophy at the end of the month!
"Opportunity!! It still depends on Cech! In the past 30 minutes, Arsenal has fired 6-7 shots, and the offensive efficiency is very high!

“Chelsea also had some successful attempts. Sturridge and Torres were on the strong side and they often made some wonderful attacks and completed shots!

"In general, Arsenal has the advantage, but whether they can score first depends on the form of the shooters!"

"."

"In this case, the first half of the game is over, and Arsenal fans may have to temporarily put aside their expectations and wait for the second half of the game!
"They should still have faith in the team. After one season, they won 34 games out of 28 games and got 90 points!
"If someone from the future told them that Chelsea had stopped Arsenal from winning the title at the Emirates Stadium this month, they would not believe it!
"They have Maher and Robin van Persie! These are players who can change the game!
"The King of Two Guns! The two are almost going to score 70 Premier League goals together, which is much higher than the single-season goals of some mid- and lower-level teams!

"."

"Arsenal's players walked out of the tunnel talking and laughing, looking relaxed. They didn't play under pressure like before!

"Okay! The second half of the game begins! Let's see Chelsea's backcourt organization!"

"."

"Ramsey's corner kick came out! Maher was in the front position and he rubbed the ball towards the back post!
"Koscielny was in a bad position and headed the ball back into the penalty area! The ball was hanging over the Chelsea penalty area and couldn't come down. Cech didn't dare to come out either! This was a chaotic battle!
"Arteta and Essien headed the ball! Both missed and fell down. They are complaining to the referee!
"Arteta is coming up to shoot! Cech!! Mertesacker has a follow-up shot! This time the ball finally goes in!!
"In the 67th minute of the game, Mertesacker gave Arsenal a 29- lead! The th win is imminent! If they achieve this, they will tie with Chelsea as the team with the most wins in a single Premier League season!

"And, with three rounds left, they have a high chance of breaking this record and achieving 3 wins in a single season!"

"."

In the corner flag area of ​​the Emirates Stadium, Mertesacker pretended to touch the steering wheel with both hands, turned left and right, and happily ran to the corner flag area, hugging the fans in the nearby stands.

"Pretty!"

“Mertesacker!”

"The Prince of Lost Money!"

"Nonsense, he scored two crucial goals in a row, what a great opportunity this is!"

"Ha ha.!"

Other Arsenal players ran up and hugged Mertesacker and the Arsenal fans near the corner flag area.

Maher supported himself on Mertesacker's broad shoulders and jumped up. He jumped very high in one step and looked straight ahead to see many Arsenal fans who were looking at him and smiling.

Feeling their expectations of him, he also wanted to end the game with a goal.

He believed in his ability. In this game, Bosingwa was completely out of control after being attacked by him, and he almost scored a goal.

As long as he keeps trying like this, he will definitely be able to score and secure the victory!

"Beep!"

After the restart, Chelsea stopped pressing and instead played mid-position defense, as if they also understood that they couldn't be attacked from behind by Arsenal all the time.

There were just over 20 minutes left in the game. If they defended well and counterattacked, they would have a chance of a draw.

"Look at this shot! Torres didn't seize the opportunity. Arsenal's defense finally had a little loophole, but he couldn't score a goal!

"Szczesny held the ball tightly and threw it to Sagna on the wing!
"Chelsea players are pressing forward, they want to stop Arsenal's quick counterattack!
"At this time, we don't need to steal the ball, but try to get a chance to commit a tactical foul!
"Arsenal's small-scale cooperation, two consecutive one-touch balls! Arteta received the ball on the other side! Beautiful counter-high pressure!

"Ramsey was kicked down, but this was a favorable attack! Arteta has passed the half court, and Maher is asking for the ball on the wing!"

"."

"Bang!" Arteta in the center circle had a very clear goal. After taking a few steps, he kicked the ball to Mahel on the wing.

Bosingwa, who was defending Mahel, knew that he could not defend against him one-on-one, so he rushed out of his position in advance and tried to intercept the ball midway.

Unfortunately, Arteta's route selection was very clever and the speed of the ball was very fast, so his tackle was unsuccessful.

"Snapped!"

Maher was always behind him, and when he saw the ball passing through Bosingwa's defense area, he made a huge forward move, covering a distance of more than ten meters.

"Thump, thump, thump!" He turned two steps into one, and his two long legs moved alternately, chasing after the football.

Feeling the spring breeze blowing into his collar and brushing across his cheeks, his adrenaline surged and his excitement reached its peak.

He knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for had arrived, and now was the time to seal the victory!

"Back off! Back off!"

Terry was in the center back position, directing Cahill on the other side to retreat with him.

But their retreat speed was far slower than Maher's advance speed.

When they were about 10 meters away from the top of the penalty area, they had to stop and lower their center of gravity to defend against Maher who was rushing towards them.

This is definitely disadvantageous to them. The larger the space behind them, the more room Maher has to use his speed.

If he were defending at the top of the penalty area, Maher probably wouldn't have made a mistake, because once he did, Cech would come out to fill the position and destroy the ball or hold it in his arms.

However, in this position, the opponent will definitely not be afraid, and there will be more choices.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

Maher sensed Terry and Cahill's nervousness and deliberately made a few fake moves, which scared them so much that they turned around and chased several times in advance.

After they instinctively relaxed their vigilance, he actually dribbled the ball and rushed towards the opponent's empty backcourt!
The simpler the offense is, the better. Since there is space, use it in the simplest and most direct way!

Terry and Cahill were very desperate, and when they were chasing back, they even felt that it was just the two of them chasing each other and it had nothing to do with Maher.

Because the opponent's speed was too fast. Not only was it fast, but it also deceived their center of gravity and started a few steps earlier!
After chasing for a few steps, Cahill gave up. He felt that it was all in vain.

Terry didn't give up, but he still couldn't stop Maher from entering the penalty area and confronting Cech.

“Bang!!”

Near the penalty spot, Maher pushed the ball to the far corner, and then pointed the toe of his supporting foot toward the near corner when shooting.

Everyone knows that he is a player who is good at aiming far and shooting close, which is his signature tactic.

Cech also understood that as a top goalkeeper, he must have done some research on the opposing forward before the game.

He placed his center of gravity on the near corner, and at the moment Mahel kicked out, he ejected his body and rushed towards the near corner.

But the ball rolled to his left and hit the far corner!

There was astonishment in Cech's eyes. The opponent had calculated one more thing and predicted one step further than him!
"Swish!!" He watched the football touch the net, and then watched Maher run towards the corner flag area of ​​the field with his arms spread out.

"Aaahhhh!!" The Emirates Stadium went crazy again. Seeing the top striker score the goal to seal the victory, everyone stood up and clapped their hands to celebrate with fanatical love on their faces.

"Two to zero!! Beautiful goal! Mahre deceived Cech! Hit the ball into the far corner!
"This is the player's 38th goal of the season! He has taken the record one step further!
"Now, I really want to ask, can he break this record next season?!
"Arsenal fans! Have fun! After surpassing Chelsea, the team is very likely to defeat its title rival Manchester City head-on in the 28th round of the Premier League on the 36th and win the Premier League title again after 7 years!
"Even if Manchester City can't beat Manchester United in the 35th round tomorrow, Arsenal may win the championship right after this game!
"Double crown! So close!!!"

"."

At the sidelines, Wenger, Philip, Hans and others immediately stood up and came to the sidelines to celebrate.

"Come on!!"

The aging Wenger was unable to come up with any creative celebrations. He almost always clenched his fists and raised his arms to cheer, but it was obvious that the emotions he poured into each time were different.

Seven years may sound like a blink of an eye, but that's compared to the total time he coached Arsenal.

How many 7 years are there in life?
More than two thousand consecutive days of wasted time and bitterness are definitely not something that ordinary people can endure, especially for someone who has been successful. He must digest and accept the extra sense of disappointment!
Fortunately, everything is over. After defeating Chelsea 2:0, it seems that they will be able to lift the Premier League trophy in the next game!

"Clap clap clap!"

Rookie coach Hans followed behind Wenger, clapping his hands with a red face and eyes full of pride.

He was still a little uncomfortable in this position, but when the goal was scored, he couldn't sit still. His legs took him to this position as if on autopilot to celebrate with everyone.

Beside them, on the Chelsea bench, Didier Drogba sat in a vest, looking at Maher with admiration.

"Ah," he sighed softly. In the past in the Premier League, only a few people like him and Henry could score such a stunning goal.

Unexpectedly, before he left the mainstream stage, he would see an 18-year-old young striker emerge and take control of the stage with great maturity.

Maher must be better than them. If possible, he hopes to stay on this stage and compete with such talented young players.

Unfortunately, he has to go from one Blues team to another, and the Shenhua team is waiting for his arrival in the far East.

"Don't want to leave?" Lampard was sitting next to him. These two players who had achieved success together might be able to understand each other.

"No."

Drogba shook his head, looked at Maher and said with emotion: “I just think it’s worth it to see such a player appear before I leave.

"Thank goodness I stayed for one more year, otherwise I would have been able to see him only by turning on the TV in the early morning in that strange place."

Lampard smiled and said, "Can I take this as a high compliment?"

Drogba nodded, his eyes never leaving Maher.

“Aha!!”

In the corner flag area, when Maher arrived here, he had not yet figured out what celebration action to use to end the game, so he had to lie down and look at the sky, smiling happily and waving his fists in the air.

Lying down defenselessly under the eyes of thousands of people is definitely not a safe action.

All it took was one Arsenal fan to throw something at him and it would work.

But he believes that at this moment, Arsenal fans will not hurt him. They will only look at their absolute hero with appreciation at this moment before the championship!
As he expected, the corner flag area, which would have been very chaotic, became unusually stable because he was lying there.

Apart from waving and roaring at him, the fans did not throw any scarves, hats or anything like that, not even small objects like bottle caps, because everyone was afraid of hurting him.

This made him lie here more at ease and enjoy the happiness of winning the championship.

After getting up, Maher jumped over the billboard and into the fan zone, shaking his hands and shouting his favorite phrase with the fans, "Vamos!"

Other Arsenal players then joined in and blended in with the fans.

29 wins, here it comes!

"Arsenal beat Chelsea 93-1! The total points reached 10! With one more game to play, this is already points ahead of Mancini's Manchester City!" - British "Football Record"

"The championship suspense is over! Arsenal is about to win the fourth league championship trophy in the Wenger era!" ——BBC column

"Mael scored his 38th league goal! Continue to move towards 40 goals!" - French "L'Equipe"

On April 4, the two Manchester giants ushered in the hot Manchester derby.

The match kicked off at 3.30pm, with City fans at the Etihad and their city rivals singing a song together to discuss what colour the sky in Manchester is.

During the regular time of the first half, both teams were calm and neither team had any good opportunities.

It was not until the first minute of stoppage time that David Silva's corner kick flew to the back post.

"Oh!"

Belgian national team captain Kompany jumped near the back post and headed the ball into the goal over Phil Jones.

One to zero!

Manchester City is leading!
This was the only goal in the first half and the only goal of the entire game!
"Beep! Beep! Beep--!"

When the referee blew the last three long whistles, Manchester City defeated Manchester United with a score of one to zero, winning the derby and keeping the suspense of the championship until the next game.

“F*****!!”

"B****!!"

Amid the "friendly" greetings from fans of both teams, the head coaches of both teams came to the sidelines and shook hands for post-match etiquette.

The two people who were originally incompatible actually felt a sense of mutual sympathy at this moment.

"Nice win, now you can go to the Emirates Stadium to challenge Arsenal."

Ferguson smiled faintly and joked with Mancini: "You didn't have to watch Wenger win the championship in front of you, but you won this derby."

"We will beat Arsenal again."

Mancini seemed very serious, and only laughed when he said the second sentence, "They played away and at home in the last game. If we win, they can only win the cup after the season.

"We want to make Wenger miserable and keep this respectable 'chief' lonely for another half a month."

"Haha!" The two men clasped their hands together and laughed with relief.

They also admitted at this moment that Arsenal is the super team that dominates the league this season!
What they have to do has changed from competing for the championship to whether they can tease their old rival Wenger.

I have to admit it. Looking back now, Arsenal really had an amazing season!

“积分榜一：阿森纳35轮29胜6平，积分93。积分榜二：曼城35轮27胜5平3败，积分86。积分榜三：曼联35轮25胜6平4败积分81。”——英超联赛积分榜
(End of this chapter)