"Modric interception, beautiful!!" Jon praised from the bottom of his heart. "That interception, the dribble-out, and the pass was an absolute masterclass. With Modric's move, Arsenal's defense was practically non-existent."
Reinkel then spoke to Jon, who was panting heavily after speaking too quickly.
"Adriano received a pass from Modric, but he was facing away from the goal and couldn't shoot immediately. Other Arsenal defenders were on their way, and the Brazilian needed to make a quick decision... Oh my god!!! What did I just see!?"
Inside Arsenal's penalty area.
Having been pushed back a step, Senderos covered his chest with his arms, leaned forward, and mustered all his strength to ram forward again.
He had already seen Toure running this way.
It only takes a maximum of two seconds.
If we can keep this Brazilian in place for just two seconds, Toure will be able to rush over, and Leeds United's attack will be thwarted.
Senderos had very beautiful thoughts in his mind.
But when he touched Adriano's back for the second time, he was met with an even stronger force than before!
Immediately afterwards.
In front of 50,000 fans, Senderos fell backward and landed squarely on the grass.
Feeling that there was no longer any obstruction behind him, Adriano immediately turned around with the ball, and was a little confused when he saw Senderos sitting on the ground halfway through the turn.
What the heck is this?!
I hadn't even used my full strength, how did I end up sitting on the ground like that?!
However, they faced a goalkeeper who only had Almunia standing in front of him.
Adriano didn't have the energy to think about why Senderos was so fragile.
I looked up and checked the angle.
Adriano took a decisive shot from the edge of the penalty area.
A powerful low shot sent the ball skimming along the grass as it hurtled towards the bottom right corner of the goal.
Arsenal goalkeeper Almunia made a save.
But at such a close distance and with such a fast ball speed.
By the time Almunia stretched out his left leg to block the ball, it had already flown over his body, struck the inside of the goalpost behind him, and then... bounced into the net!
The game had only been going on for two minutes.
Leeds United took a 1-0 lead over Arsenal at home thanks to Adriano's goal!
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When the football flies into the goal.
Arsenal's defenders could only stand there dumbfounded in the penalty area, their faces showing both frustration and speechlessness. Kolo Toure stared in disbelief at Senderos, who was still sitting on the ground, speechless.
The most surprising one was Adriano.
The first thing he did after scoring was not to run to the sidelines to enjoy the cheers and praise from the fans, but to turn around and walk to Senderos, extending his right hand to him in a very friendly manner, wanting to help Senderos up from the ground.
"Damn, Didico's gone astray!" Rivaldo, seeing this, looked at Simone sitting next to him and swore, "Diego, did you teach him?"
"Don't wrong me!" Simeone shook his head, his eyes drifting to Li Shiguang, who was waving his arms on the sidelines celebrating the goal. "If you used your brain, you could guess who Didico learned this psychological tactic from!"
Rivaldo was somewhat speechless.
Simone's words were very clear.
That's true.
Throughout Leeds United, there's only one person who can teach Adriano to make this move, and that's Li Shiguang...
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Sitting on the ground, Senderos's mind went blank, and his eyes were filled with despair.
After being knocked to the ground.
The first person Senderos thought of was Chelsea's Drogba. Every time he encountered that Ivorian monster, he would be bombarded from all sides.
Just moments before, as he felt the immense force coming from ahead, Drogba's image reappeared before Senderos's eyes.
Even more outrageous is...
When Senderos came to his senses, he found a hand in front of him. He thought it was his teammate coming to comfort him, so he looked up at the owner of the hand.
It would have been better if I hadn't looked at it.
When you realize that the person trying to help you up isn't your teammate, but the opponent who just humiliated you.
Senderos collapsed.
At this moment.
Adriano's harmless smile blended perfectly with Drogba's face, and in Senderos's mind, it would never fade...
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"Look, look! What did I just say?!" Jon laughed and grabbed Lineker's arm, mercilessly attacking Senderos. "Do you know who Arsenal's biggest weakness is? It's him, Felipe Senderos! Ugly defense! I've never seen a defender get knocked to the ground and sit down by a striker's body! If Wenger doesn't substitute him, Arsenal will be in danger in this game!"
Lineker, feeling the pain from Jon's grip, quickly reached out and slapped Jon's hand away: "I really didn't expect this... Senderos's defense... was truly subpar!"
“His mentality is the problem,” Jon explained. “Ever since he was thrashed by Drogba in last year’s League Cup final, Senderos’ mentality has been off. His ability is not a problem, it has even improved, but his fragile mentality makes him appear timid and hesitant on the field... He plays terribly!”
really!
Jon is right.
In fact, it's quite normal for defenders to get outplayed by forwards on the football field.
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