From Arsenal to the Ball God

Chapter 438 - 122: Maelle’s Running Stats! The Promise with Isabella! Zurich Golden Ball Award Ceremony!

"Everything was going...Ma’el!Ma’el....!"

Inside Anfield Stadium, the momentum of the Arsenal fans slowly rose at this moment, gradually overshadowing the weakening voices of the Liverpool fans.

This kind of situation is not uncommon on the field; a goal that brings hope can easily turn the tide.

But to see it happen at Liverpool’s home ground is rare, as their fans are known for their resilience.

However, this scene indeed unfolded. Over forty thousand Red Army Liverpool fans fell into silence upon witnessing this goal, staring blankly at Ma’el’s back.

"&*#~*&.....!" It wasn’t until they realized that their reaction was unusual that they burst into a chaotic noise, all appearing at a loss.

Just moments ago, they were cheering for Gerrard’s goal that extended their lead.

But then Ma’el scored a stunning goal with his superior skills, stifling their passion.

Once this kind of emotion disappears, it’s difficult to regain..... At this time, many fan group leaders tried to rally the atmosphere, but with little success, most were left with tension and anxiety.

"Ma’el ah!"

In the broadcast room, as a pure Liverpool fan, Zhan Jun’s tone carried both helplessness and admiration, "If it were an ordinary goal, I don’t think Anfield Stadium would have this kind of reaction.

"The key is that this goal was scored so beautifully, it’s one that can easily destroy the psychological defense of the fans! It’s truly stunning!

"Martin Kelly and Henderson couldn’t stop him, Gerrard and Skrtel couldn’t prevent it, Glen Johnson and Reina were also overwhelmed by him!

"These Liverpool stars all became his backdrop, and the mindset of Liverpool fans at this moment is imaginable."

After saying this, he moved his throat a few times, pursed his lips, paused for a long time, seemingly communicating with himself to remember his role as a commentator and not to bring personal emotions into it.

"Clap clap clap.....!" Below the field, the old Liverpool captain Gerrard looked panicked, but the responsibility on his shoulders made him clap his hands, encouraging the team’s players to continue fighting with unity.

"Fall back!"

Coach Dalglish also anxiously waved on the sidelines, signaling his players to fall back, "Ensure 7-8 defenders around the penalty area, compress the space, it was too scattered just now!"

In the two-legged match, having drawn 2-1 at home in the first leg is certainly not a satisfactory score.

This away goal is like a fishbone stuck in the throat of this team, making all Liverpool people extremely uncomfortable.

But since it’s like this, they can only try to stabilize their defense as much as possible, not letting Arsenal score again, and think about their next move after this match ends.

If the score turns to 2-2, then this home match would be too much of a failure, and they are unlikely to reach the final.

Thus, Arsenal sounded the horn of counterattack, while Liverpool withdrew to their penalty area to defend with a one-goal lead.

"Boom!"

In the 60th minute of the match, Walcott reached the bottom line on the left and sent in a cross, Van Persie’s shot from the near post skewed, the football spinning strangely, flying towards the far post.

Ma’el had been waiting on this side for a long time, and after judging the drop point, he leapt into the air and headed the ball, which had just flown to his forehead, towards the goal.

"Bang!" The ball spun too erratically, with not much power, it was held into Reina’s arms.

Ma’el wasn’t too frustrated after landing, turned and returned to his left-side position to wait for another opportunity; this was his first attempt on the field after improving his heading ability.

The success rate is not high now, but it doesn’t matter. In the future, he will certainly improve his ability to the ultimate level of Lv5!

In the 66th minute, Wenger, seeing that the long attack was ineffective, brought on Gervinho to play on the right, moving Walcott to the middle to partner with Van Persie.

He still had a card to play, and that was Henry, but if Henry came on, it would inevitably squeeze Ma’el’s space on the left, affecting his performance.

Forget it..... Wenger shook his head slightly, waiting for Ma’el to run out of stamina before making a direct substitution. He’s been doing a lot of anaerobic sprints today and might only manage to run about 80 minutes.

As long as he still has physical strength, give him the maximum space to perform, allowing him to showcase his talent to the fullest.

He has undoubtedly become the sharpest blade of Arsenal, no one on the team can pose a greater threat than him from that position.

"Boom boom boom...!"

In the 74th minute, Ma’el resolutely chose to dribble towards Martin Kelly in a tight space.

He’s about to make a strong breakthrough.

His Lv4 dribbling provided him with very skillful footwork, allowing him to almost ignore the intensity of the confrontation, always making the touch at the right moment, taking the ball where he wanted to go.

Lv4 rhythm, undoubtedly, has given him a higher success rate in getting past opponents, making all of his movements more deceptive, always able to firmly grasp the initiative in attack and defense.

He has tested it many times, when these two skills are combined, he has the opportunity to get past opponents in small spaces!

"Boom boom...boom!"

Ma’el dribbled the ball twice towards the baseline, waiting for the grinning Martin Kelly to catch up, then suddenly acted like he was going to beat him to the line, then sharply changed rhythm and dribbled towards the middle.

This was originally a basic directional change move, but in the world of martial arts, speed breaks all kinds of techniques!

When he did everything exceptionally swiftly and mastered the best timing for direction and rhythm change, the killing power of any simple move was also extremely strong!