"Gareth Bale!!" Lineker jumped to his feet, raising his arms in triumph. "2-1!! Leeds United are leading Arsenal at home!! Gareth Bale has scored twice!! A world-class goal has given Leeds United the lead!! They are now temporarily closer to the semi-finals!!"

"Bale is in such great form today!! And his positioning is so clever!!" Jon exclaimed, full of praise. "I didn't even notice how he suddenly appeared in that position!? Wasn't he playing as a left winger today!?"

After Bale's shot found the net, the Arsenal players looked somewhat frustrated in the penalty area.

They had a perfect start, but with only about twenty minutes left in the game, they were the ones falling behind.

Conceding a goal in the 70th minute and falling behind was a significant blow for Arsenal, and for many Arsenal fans, this result was unacceptable...

The Leeds United players on the field were still celebrating.

But off the field.

Li Shiguang had already finished the celebration and quickly made personnel adjustments.

When the Leeds United players returned to their own half, the fourth official raised an LED sign on the sidelines.

Leeds United make a substitution.

Torres was substituted off, and Modric replaced him.

Leeds United also changed their formation from 4-3-3 to 4-3-1-2.

Modric's greatest strengths are his ball control and ability to get past defenders in place.

It's a shame to bring on the Croatian players who played the full match just two days ago.

Anyone can see that.

Li Shiguang is clearly telling everyone this.

The time that follows.

Leeds United's strategy is to control the midfield to win this match.

However, Wenger wasn't idle either.

This goal was indeed somewhat unexpected for the professor, and he didn't blame his players too much.

They also made swift substitutions, replacing two players at once.

Diaby and Eboue were both substituted off, replaced by two strikers, Dutchman Van Persie and young Walcott!

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"Arsenal are going all out!" Jon couldn't help but exclaim when he saw Wenger make substitutions.

"With so little time left, what difference does it make whether we lose by one goal or two?" Martin Keown shrugged helplessly. "I said at the start that Arsenal shouldn't have been so defensive, but Wenger only just realized it now. Hopefully, they still have a chance!"

After the game restarted.

The situation on the field did not change immediately as Jon had predicted.

Arsenal, trailing behind, did not immediately launch a counterattack.

On the contrary, Leeds United, who had just scored a goal and were in high spirits, created several threatening attacks.

Seventy-third minute.

Modric played a through ball down the middle, and Adriano, holding off Gallas, forced a shot that went just wide.

Eighty-first minute.

Kaká, who had wandered to the left wing, received a pass from Lahm, broke through Senderos' defense, and crossed the ball from the byline. Unfortunately, Adriano and Bale, who were in the middle to receive the ball, failed to touch it, and it was eventually cleared out of bounds by Clichy.

“This can’t go on, Arsena,” Primorac said in a low voice as he sat down next to Wenger, his face full of worry. “We have to let them push forward; we don’t have much time left.”

Primorac said it.

Wenger certainly knew this too.

But they only had a few cards left, and now they've played them all. Whether there's any chance of a turnaround depends entirely on the players' performance on the field...

On the other side of the venue.

Simone was also talking to Li Shiguang.

Unlike Primorac, who looked gloomy, Simone's face was filled with excitement.

"Boss, we've got it! In just over ten minutes, we're about to make history! Hahahaha!"

"Don't panic, the game isn't over yet, calm down." Li Shiguang pressed down on Simeone's arm, which was flailing wildly in excitement, and reminded him, "When the ball is dead, go and talk to Luca, tell him to control the tempo and not push so high up the pitch! That new number 32 that Arsène brought on is just as fast as Gareth..."

"Number 32?"

With Li Shiguang's reminder, Simeone immediately turned his attention to the pitch.

This turn.

Then the unexpected happened...

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The match has reached the 84th minute.

Leeds United are organizing an attack.

Leeds United played very well for a while, and before we knew it, all three lines had pushed very far forward, especially the three defensive midfielders, who had run into Arsenal's half and had even crossed the center circle.

After several transfers.

The ball came to Mascherano's feet.

The Argentinian was about to pass the ball to the wing when, just as he looked up, a short figure in a red jersey appeared in front of him.

Mascherano was startled and instinctively tried to protect the ball.

But when he stretched out his foot, he found that he had kicked nothing; the ball had already been poked away by the short figure in front of him!

“Walcott…Walcott stole the ball from Mascherano…This is Arsenal’s counter-attack plan!” Jon spoke rapidly.

Walcott reacted quickly after getting the ball.

I looked up and glanced at the middle of the field.

Finding no one directly in front of him, he took a powerful dribble and started running towards Leeds United's half with the ball!

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