Chapter 358: Not much time left for Bayern (everyday transition)
The livestream.
The big screen froze, and a red line appeared in the picture.
-【No offside, weird why I was worried Mo La Ta would be offside!】
-【Mo La Ta's header is the best among all... During Huang Ma's youth training, many header experts gave pointers, and during You Wen Tu Si's time, he also absorbed the essence of Lüe Lun Te and Man Zhu Ji Qi.】
-【Last season, I even followed the trend and said Mo La Ta was 'Spain's Ji Lu'... I got slammed twice, this season those two gave me a hard slap in the face.】
-【Li Mingdeng was too slick, using slowness to beat speed, leisurely breaking Bai Ren's midfield defense, then delivering an exquisite chip from the edge of the box!】
-【Nuo Yin Er's lifelong rival: Li Menxing.】
-【Nan Da Wang only had one solution to break the curse: have Li Mingdeng join Bai Ren.】
-【Bai Ren won't be eliminated by A Sen Na, right? They need three goals to have a chance at extra time.】
-【Don't panic, most of Bai Ren's goals come in the second half! Also... have you heard of Lai Wan's 'Supreme 95'?】
-【How many years has A Sen Na failed to reach the Champions League semifinals?】
Mo La Ta excitedly hugged Li Kang.
He then pulled the other and together they rushed to the corner flag area.
Teammates closely followed, piling together.
Dream season.
League soaring, Champions League unstoppable.
Compared to last season, A Sen Na's regular starting lineup only changed three players, yet their overall strength underwent a qualitative leap.
What is this?
This is the effect of 255 million euros!
Emirates Stadium, Arsenal fans were immersed in happiness.
「Lee!
!」
「eonyougunners!
!」
In the distance.
Qie He also excitedly raised both fists.
Teammates all stepped over the touchline to celebrate, but he couldn't move.
According to the rules: even during the celebration phase, at least one player must remain in the opponent's half.
Otherwise, the head referee could at any time trigger the condition for a quick kickoff.
Egyptian Super League, Icelandic Super League, Indian Super League, and Southeast Asian Championship have all seen similar 'farce' incidents, which Happy Bean players jokingly call fixed matches.
But the top five leagues won't see this; the officiating crew will proactively remind players.
On the sidelines.
Wen Ge's celebration style remained restrained.
He was so excited he bent over and clenched his fists...
Boerde had already gone around the bench slapping hands.
"Boss, we just need to keep improving our low-block defense! Leave the transition attacks to Li to design!"
"Also leave the autonomous attacks to him!"
"A Sen Na has the coaching staff most suited to Li in all of Europe, with freedom! Core..."
Wen Ge smiled, not interrupting the bald assistant's words.
On the other side.
An Qie Luo Di could no longer hold back, the plastic water bottle in his hand already crushed.
Maintaining a blank expression is hard.
Especially as the hope of advancement grows ever slimmer.
Bai Ren's head coach quickly adjusted his mood, turned and ran to the coaching bench, discussing tactical adjustments with the assistants.
Li Kang made him feel something even more painful than 'Yin Si Tan Bu Er'.
Right.
A Long Suo in his own team is still the male lead of 'Yin Si Tan Bu Er'.
Time passed.
Li Kang and his teammates stuck to low-block defense.
Sang Qie Si and Wo Er Ke Ke also fell back to the edge of the box to join the defense, leaving only Mo La Ta up front.
Bai Ren, trailing by three goals on aggregate, continued their frantic attack.
No longer at their peak, the Luo Bei Li connection.
Lai Wan used every trick in the book for layoffs, shots, and challenges.
Mu Le's ghostly movement.
A Long Suo's cannon fire.
La Mu's extreme cross.
The Bai Ren fans who had come from afar chanted slogans, boosting morale.
「MiaSanMia!
!」
All attacking methods... couldn't break through A Sen Na's low-block defense.
Tenacious.
The Gunners fought desperately, blocking wave after wave of attacks from the Bundesliga giant.
Moreover, they seized the moment when possession changed and launched two fierce quick counterattacks!
"In this match, Li Kang displayed a defensive value beyond two hundred million!"
"Too solid!"
"Bayern's attacking direction is always seen through..."
"However, this attacking intensity consumes a lot of the defenders' stamina and will!"
"Absolutely cannot let up!"
"The ball flew out of bounds again!"
"The referee is warning Maguire; Arsenal defender's movement is a bit big, his hands occasionally pressing on Lai Wan's shoulder..."
Maguire's attitude is not bad.
He also didn't forget to chat a few more words with the referee to prevent the opponent from quickly throwing a throw-in.
By the way, let Koscielny and Schweinsteiger catch their breath.
Teammates are too tired.
Ma Datou isn't that tired, because Li Zong always appears in front of him, or behind him to help wipe his butt.
"Li, Van Gaal old man said it well back then—I am your best partner!"
The 47th minute of first-half stoppage time.
As the ball flew out over the baseline.
Beep! Beep-beep~
The main referee blew the whistle signaling the end of the first half!
Tens of thousands of home fans relaxed their tense nerves.
Bayern's team's suppressing power is terrifying, especially the 'old but still strong' Robben and Ribery.
"Arsenal is getting closer to qualifying for the Champions League semifinals!"
"For Bayern, only forty-five minutes remain; they need to score three away goals and ensure they don't concede any more to force extra time."
"A life-and-death battle between the Gunners and the Bundesliga giant!"
"Will there still be suspense in the second half? Let's wait and see!"
36-year-old Alonso cramped up.
Li Kang is helping him stretch his leg.
Cramping up after finishing the first half? The Bayern midfield veteran isn't experiencing this for the first time; older age means many evasive moves can't be freely executed under high pressure, and besides, he has to shuttle back and forth to cope with Arsenal's counterattacks...
There's not much communication, after all their ages differ by 17 years.
Exaggerating a bit, if Alonso had married earlier, he could have fathered a Li Kang.
Bayern's team doctor quickly took over.
Li Kang took the dry towel and sports drink that Boerde handed over.
God's perspective had already ceased its deconstruction.
Actually he couldn't understand Ancelotti's tactical deployment in this match, just like he couldn't understand Van Gaal's tactics back then.
Arsenal locker room.
Boerde repeated the halftime defensive adjustments twice, then urged teammates to seize the time to rest.
Wenger pulled Giroud and Welbeck to the corner, patiently instructing.
"'One tall, one fast'?"
No, it's an old yellow ox and an old black ox.
Morata took out his phone, set it to silent, and intoxicatedly watched his own first-half goal highlights.
"Li, we two are too handsome!"
Li Kang put on his earphones, decided to finish watching the last few minutes of the animal documentary 'Wild Dog Solo'.
The atmosphere in the Arsenal locker room is very relaxed.
The Bundesliga giant that once repeatedly trampled London appears ever tinier in the players' hearts.
Bayern locker room.
Ancelotti didn't criticize any player.
After patiently explaining the second-half tactical adjustments, he anxiously asked the team doctor: How is Alonso's condition?
Bayern's task of new-old replacement is arduous.
We have to squeeze dry the soon-to-retire Alonso and Lahm.
If they weren't there, the team's overall offensive and defensive operations would suffer a huge impact.
The compatibility issue between Muller and Ancelotti's Bayern will become increasingly complex.
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