King's Landing Nottingham

Chapter 958 How dare you eat me raw?
Chapter 0958 You dare to eat me raw?

The young players sitting on the benches of both sides were a little secretly happy at the moment, even overjoyed.

"Holy crap, guys, this game was scored so early!"

After all, Arsenal is the lagging side, and the players are still relatively reserved, but the players at the Notts County Club have already started to throw their fists to celebrate at this moment.

Want it!

There is no doubt that the probability of them playing has increased a lot, and it is even a certainty.

He's already leading by one goal now, why don't he score five or six goals in this game?
We have already beaten our opponents into a sieve, or we have been beaten into a sieve by our opponents, isn't it ready to enter the training stage?
"Hey, Kay, how long do you think it will take for the two of us to play?"

Peter Malcolm, a young midfielder who is a jack-of-all-trades, has far more chances to play than Kay McDade.

"Peter, there is only one Zhengyin striker in our starting lineup, but there are three midfielders. Why are you worried?"

Having said that, Kay McDade still hopes that he can make his appearance as soon as possible. This is also his biggest expectation after learning that he has entered the 18-man roster.

Jurgen Klopp's smile hidden under his beard became more obvious, while coach Wenger, who was four or five meters to the left of the German, had some displeasure on his face.

The team's record in the first few games was really unsatisfactory to the fans. They scored so quickly in this game, and originally wanted to make a comeback.

The gap between ideal and reality is so huge.

"Andrew, let the lads warm up!"

An Ran sits in the coaching position of a wealthy club. For nearly 20 years, coach Wenger also has his own unique tactics and way of life.

Of course, he also needs some courage from the head coach.

The team is already in crisis, and the French coach will definitely make corrective substitutions in the first half.

face?

Sorry, it's worth nothing compared to victory!
"Jurgen, the Arsenal substitutes have come out to warm up."

The old Mertesacker reminded in a timely manner that he is responsible for keeping an eye on this piece of information when he is in the team.

"It doesn't matter, buddy, aren't our substitute players already preparing, as soon as they start registering, we are also ready to make substitutions."

The enemy does not move, I do not move.

If the enemy moves, I must move first.

The art of war in Chinese culture, Jurgen Klopp did not learn it in vain.

The game between the two teams was really exciting, the back and forth offensive and defensive rhythm was very fast, the two sides played with great joy, and the fans enjoyed watching it.

"David, is there any more bread?"

In the camp of the official Notts County fans club, a big-five and three-thick guy yelled at David Prowse again at this moment.

"Steve, you've eaten four loaves, I only have two left..."

It's not that David Prowse didn't want to give Steve these two pieces of bread, and some Notts County fans didn't enter the stadium. If they didn't bring food, they could even it out.

Besides, this Notts County fan named Steve has already eaten several pieces of bread, and when he was cheering and cheering just now, his shouts were not so loud.

"David, I have a bad throat today, otherwise, you will definitely hear how powerful I am in combat!"

Steve crossed his hands and kept bowing to David Prowse, not to mention how pitiful his eyes were.

"David, please give me another piece. I'm really hungry. Isn't the second batch of supplies for our club coming soon? During the intermission, you can distribute it to other people and get it at that time." Materials, can I help you carry them?"

A piece of bread for a free labor force, this deal is still very cost-effective, David Prowse chose to make a deal without hesitation.

With a piece of bread to replenish energy, let alone, when Steve shouted the next slogan, he still shouted hard for a while.

However, Steve's calorie consumption is really too fast...

If David Prowse hadn't hidden the last piece of bread tightly, Steve might have touched it too.

After 10 minutes of the game, the Arsenal players gradually recovered their form, and coach Wenger was no longer in a hurry to make substitutions.

It was rare for the professor to take off his coat, and sat safely on the bench. The assistants around him also drank coffee and tea, as if scoring a goal was just a matter of changing hands.

At the same time, Jurgen Klopp took the lead in making adjustments. Danny Alves came on and replaced Lichtsteiner.

When the Swiss defender left the field, he was still holding his right thigh with his hand, and it seemed that the injury hadn't healed.

"Good shot, Stefan!"

Jurgen Klopp took the initiative to give Lichtsteiner a high five. He could see that the Swiss defender felt a little uncomfortable.

Anyway, he is also a Swiss international, an old-school player from the Notts County club, and was substituted in the first half of the game, although it was because of an injury, it was embarrassing.

"I'm sorry, coach, I wasted a valuable substitution quota for the team..."

The team physiotherapist hurried up and put a towel on Lichtsteiner, while Jurgen Klopp gave the Swiss a positive look.

Nothing, boy, keep going!

Peter Malcolm, on the other hand, was very sensible, and quickly stood up to give up his seat to Lichtsteiner, and quietly sat down in the last seat.

On the contrary, Kay McDade has no awareness of giving up his seat. Anyway, he is not a defender, and a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

Arsenal's beautiful football has reappeared in the world, and the Arsenal fans are naturally excited.

With Lichtsteiner off the pitch, Notts County's defense on the right had a few hiccups:
Dani Alves had more than enough offense, but his defense was insufficient. He was eaten raw by Walcott on the wing. The Brazilian became angry and turned over the little tiger from behind.

After the second master killed the little tiger, he made a throat-slitting movement towards the camera lens, full of domineering.

After the game, it is estimated that he will be fined by the FA and the Premier League again, maybe he will be punished and suspended like Robben.

However, the Brazilians don't consider this level of factors now, as long as they are happy, it's over, what the fuck Arsenal kid, dare to eat me raw!
"what are you doing!"

"What can I do! If I really did something, can you still get up and talk to me like this now?"

The Brazilian did not leave the scene after the foul. He knew that he would definitely get a yellow card for the ball.

After Walcott got up, he immediately had a fight with Dani Alves.

The two of them spattered nonsense, and the referee came back too slowly.

The referee gave each of them a yellow card, and then the two shook hands hypocritically, and while they were talking trash, Arsenal was about to take a free kick.

"Fuck, Danny, they're about to take a free kick, get back on defense!

………………Dividing line………………

(End of this chapter)