Chapter 205: The God of Heaven Does Not Make Beauty
There is no harm without comparison.
That's fine.
But this game is okay?
Manchester United strikers have worked hard without credit, at least on the defensive end, they have done quite well.
Perhaps excellence is not enough to describe it, it can only be "stunning".
Although Martial and Rashfords are not good at shooting, they spare no effort in defense.
But the score of 5:6 is still too heartbreaking.
Everyone has fought hard until now, but it is not a shame to sacrifice heroically.
There is only one thought, that is, to kill the opponent!
"Try harder!"
"Die them!"
Luo Wu, who was celebrating, said so to his teammates.
"As long as you score another goal, their mentality will collapse."
No Emery needed to mobilize.
It's different from Manchester United.
Mourinho hugged Pogba and Herrera's necks and quickly arranged tactics with them.
I had no idea that the two sleeves had been penetrated by their sweat.
In this cold December, you can sweat so much, which is enough to show how intense the battle is.
But at this moment, snowflakes suddenly floated from the sky.
"It's snowing!"
Mourinho looked up and a flash of hot light flashed in his eyes, and he was filled with joy!
He is not afraid of fierce battles, but is afraid that his opponent will kick too smoothly.
The harshest the environment, the more he can use tactics and environment to adjust and weaken the opponent's strength.
Then he buried his head in setting up tactics again.
The referees were a little impatient. Even the Arsenal players returned to their positions. They were still gathering together?
But still pretended not to see...
This is given to you.
Emery also made moves and called Ivobi back to warm up.
Korashinac was also kicked off the bench.
This ghost weather made him feel that he had to prepare in advance...
Hopefully, there are no injuries!
Beep,
The whistle finally rang.
Manchester United's formation quickly opened, but the ball was passed back.
The Arsenal player stood in his position but was not in a hurry to push up.
Pogba came back to ask for the ball, and made two short passes with Herrera in a row.
Arsenal players came up now.
The two men quickly pulled away to both sides, and Pogba passed the ball to Herrera again.
Herrera saw the running positions of Rashford and Martial during the run.
Two people were in the Arsenal defense line, one left and the other right, but Herrera did not pass it!
Scrollingard!
Lingard plans to go to Longtan alone?
No,
He poked the ball.
Rashford quickly entered the middle lane, and behind him, Fellaini killed in!
It's another damn tactic.
Although Jenkinson followed Fellaini, the size difference was too obvious and he jumped almost at the same time, but Fellaini's height was too advantageous.
This is obviously a high-altitude bombing tactic.
It just snowed and the ground was slipping! Jenkinson ran too hard and couldn't jump up.
He was crushed directly, not on the same level at all.
Fellaini shook his head and smashed it at the falling ball. Jenkinson had no choice!
Once the weather changes, it really is different.
boom--
The ball flew to the upper right corner of the goal!
However, Cech had observed all this a long time ago, and stood near the goal post, holding up his right hand, and the ball went out of the bottom line.
"Huh~"
"Damn it!"
With the huge sigh in the stands, Manchester United missed the goal again.
The chance to equalize the score is gone.
The ball scared the entire Arsenal fans and the bench to shrink their necks.
Emery turned around and dared not look.
But the goddess of luck favored Arsenal again.
Manchester United just got a corner kick!
"well,"
"Ahhh!"
...
Chapter completed!