Kolo Toure had already positioned himself in the penalty area, watching the ball fly through the air and calculating the distance in his mind. To him, it was just an ordinary cross.
He has to make at least 100 passes like that out of the penalty area every season!
But to his utter surprise, after calculating the distance before jumping, he only felt a slight stinging sensation as the football grazed his scalp.
Oh no!
This was Kolo Toure's first thought after landing, and then he immediately turned around to look behind him. Lahm, wearing a white jersey, had already stopped the ball and was grinning as he looked at his own goal.
"Kolo Toure misjudged the header! Lahm got the ball! This is a golden opportunity for Leeds United to take the lead!" Eddie Gray had barely finished speaking when Lahm was already in a shooting position, and Lehmann had already abandoned his goal and rushed towards Lahm.
"Bang!"
Lahm didn't give Lehmann a chance to close off his shooting angle. After adjusting his position, Lahm slammed the ball with his right foot. In everyone's view, the ball flew past Lehmann's feet, skimming the grass, and into the Arsenal goal!
1:2
Leeds United have taken the lead again!
"Gooooooooool..." The moment Lahm blasted the ball into the Arsenal goal, Norman Huntten jumped up from his chair, his body as light as a man in his sixties. "Lahm! Philipp Lahm! He's put Leeds United ahead again! Including stoppage time, there are at most 15 minutes left in the game!!! Friends! Leeds United fans! We're so close to the top of the table!!!"
The old man's face flushed red as if he were suffocating from spitting out so many words in one breath, but he just took a deep breath and looked excitedly at Eddie Gray, who was also celebrating passionately beside him, and continued, "Eddie! This is Lee!!! Look at the slow motion, how perfect Lee's decision to put Bale on the left wing was! Bale alone attracted the defense of both Gallas and Clichy, which allowed Lahm to sneak into the penalty area from the left wing without anyone noticing!!"
Eddie Gray, whose line had been stolen by Norman, silently clenched his fists a few times before continuing the commentary: "Yes!! And it was a cross from Modric on the right wing. From the slow-motion replay, we can see that Kolo Toure was just a hair's breadth away from clearing the ball, but Modric's pass was just that precise! Just a tiny bit, the ball grazed his scalp, and Lahm controlled it and easily scored!"
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Lahm was ecstatic after scoring, sprinting towards his bench while simultaneously lifting the hem of his jersey to flip it up. Luckily, Modric reacted quickly and grabbed Lahm's hand, otherwise he would have undoubtedly received a yellow card.
"Hahaha, well done, Philip!" Li Shiguang picked up Lahm, who was rushing over, and patted him hard on the back. Then he didn't forget Modric, who was also running over to celebrate the goal, "You too, Luca, that pass was brilliant!"
Wenger, who was watching Li Shiguang celebrate from the other side, had lost the strength to kick the water bottle again. Looking at his disciples who were hanging their heads and sighing on the field, he could only shake his head helplessly.
This goal wasn't anyone's fault on the pitch; Arsenal's defense was already quite solid before Modric's pass. But this Croatian seemed to have GPS in his feet, hitting exactly where he wanted to go—there was just no way to stop him...
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The game changed after Leeds United regained the lead.
After Van Persie kicked off from the center circle, the game restarted.
Even though Lahm's goal had dampened their morale, Arsenal, playing at home, were unwilling to accept defeat and didn't completely give up on attacking. After all, a draw was a possibility, and the Gunners were reluctant to accept this reversal.
But faced with Arsenal's fierce attack, Leeds United opted to tighten their defense.
Li Shiguang substituted Hummels for the exhausted Cannavaro, and then adjusted the team's formation once again.
Seeing Bale return to midfield and Modric drop back to the backfield, Norman Hunt excitedly said to Eddie, "I'm getting more and more excited for our first leg against Barcelona next week!"
After Leeds United regained the lead, Eddie Gray's commentary became more relaxed. When he heard Norman talking about something unrelated, he didn't stop him. Instead, he asked Norman, "Oh? What do you mean? I remember since the draw results came out, there have been endless news reports about Barcelona getting an incredibly favorable draw... To be honest, this game won't be easy!"
Norman pointed at the TV screen: "Heh heh heh, those media reporters know nothing about football! Look at Leeds United's formation, Lee changed it again after taking the lead! He wants to maintain this score until the end of the game! Lee has already used three formations in this match, and the key is that Leeds United's players can adapt to the changes in formation very quickly, without having too much impact on the situation on the field! To be able to train these young players like this, I'm already super excited to see Lee clash with Rijkaard! Honestly, I think Lee has definitely reached the level of a world-class coach!"
Rijkaard? But he just won the World Club Coach of the Year award last month. Are you sure you're not just praising Lee and comparing him to Rijkaard?
After Norman finished speaking, Eddie Gray simply blinked thoughtfully. To avoid causing any unnecessary trouble, he didn't continue the conversation...
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Manchester.
After swallowing the last piece of steak on his plate, Ferguson picked up the remote control on the table and turned off the TV opposite him. The last thing the TV showed before it went off was Walcott's breakthrough being tackled by Hummels, and Leeds United launching a quick counter-attack. In the upper left corner of the TV screen, the match time had reached 93 minutes.
After putting down his knife and fork, wiping his mouth, the old man walked to a nearby recliner and lay down comfortably. But judging from his furrowed brow, he didn't seem as relaxed as he appeared.
Sir Alex Ferguson watched the entire match tonight. After Walcott lost possession, he knew that Leeds United's victory was a foregone conclusion. If Leeds United beat Watford in three days, he would have no choice but to hand over the top spot in the standings to that young man who had suddenly emerged from nowhere!
Li Shiguang and Wenger's faces alternated in Sir Alex Ferguson's mind.
Finally, Arsène Wenger's refined face became fixed in his mind.
Ferguson's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.
He sighed heavily.
Oh! My old friend, even you can't stop him now?
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