The ball went in!
One to one!
Maher's shot equalized the score for Arsenal U17 team, and the two sides returned to the same starting line.
"Yeah...!!"
"Oh! There really is a kick. Who is that guy?"
"That's great!"
Arsenal fans on the sidelines suddenly cheered, and many people stood up and applauded to celebrate Maher's goal.
Although they were just spectators, they could also clearly feel the pleasure of the ball penetrating the net with great force.
In their hearts, this team is not only the club's team, but also their team, and these children are also their future.
Some people even shouted out their hope to see Maher in the first team in order to encourage him.
In the coaching booth, Hans quickly stood up and applauded. With a look of joy on his face, he stared at Maher's back.
I don't know whether he was happier about the team's equalization or happier about seeing Maher's recent crazy improvement.
"Nice long shot."
A somewhat sudden voice came from Wenger behind him. He actually took the initiative to speak, "This is all due to his recent long-range shooting practice, right?"
"I think so, Mr. Wenger."
Hans was obviously a little surprised. He didn't know that Wenger was also concerned about Maher. "I have reminded him many times to pay more attention to his body and not to overtrain, but it still can't stop him.
"He seems to be obsessed and will not give up until he achieves his goal. I wonder if it has something to do with his family environment."
Wenger nodded and said subconsciously: "If possible, let him"
As if he felt that what he said was a bit inappropriate, he immediately changed his words: "Forget it, you are the head coach of the U17 team, I shouldn't say this."
Hans didn't respond, but he already understood something.
To be honest, after this goal, he and Mr. Wenger had almost the same opinion.
Near the Liverpool penalty area, Arsenal players saw the ball go into the net, their expressions lit up, and they rushed towards Maher with exclamations.
"pretty!!"
"I knew this kick was going to go in!"
"It's much easier to fight if it's one to one."
Most of them had been impressed by Maher's improved strength, but the diehards like Ian were still staying in the backcourt, neither coming over nor saying anything.
After scoring the goal, Maher laughed loudly. He felt a flame of excitement burning in his heart and a power rising from his body, prompting him to run towards the corner flag area to celebrate.
He didn't know whether this was something he learned from the basketball stars on TV or was just an instinct when people are excited.
All in all, the feeling of scoring a goal is great!
"Although it wasn't my assist."
Captain Gilbert was the first to run to him and lifted him up high. "But the corner kick was assisted by me, so I still had some involvement."
"There will be more."
Maher smiled confidently, he felt that the game would not end like this.
...
After a brief celebration, the game returned to normal.
When the game time exceeded 30 minutes and the players of both sides slowly adapted to each other's rhythm, the balance on the field gradually tilted towards Liverpool.
After all, they fielded all their main players this time, while Arsenal only had four main players.
At the beginning, everyone may play more conservatively and according to the rules, but once they let go, some differences will gradually emerge.
"Bang!!"
"call out!!"
This gap gradually appeared on the field. Liverpool kept launching threatening attacks. There was a panic in front of Arsenal's goal, and the ball kept flying towards them at a high speed.
In the 44th minute of the game, Liverpool scored their second goal.
"Oh!"
They launched a wave of offensive climax in the frontcourt, first completing the first header with a cross from the bottom. After the ball was saved by Arsenal goalkeeper Hopkins, Liverpool's No. 9 followed up with a follow-up shot.
"Clang!" This shot was unlucky, hitting the post and flying back into the penalty area. Fortunately, another Liverpool midfielder followed up and shot the ball with the back of his foot to complete the final goal.
Two to one!
Liverpool players once again rushed to the sidelines with smiles on their faces. The player who scored the goal quietly turned his head to look at Wenger on the sidelines, hoping to attract his attention.
But Wenger had no time to pay attention to them at this time. He was frowning at the team's midfield and backcourt defense, with disappointment in the corners of his eyes.
Losing two consecutive penalty kicks in their own penalty area was a fatal mistake.
"Go back to defend! There are not enough people!"
Ian spread his hands on the court, with an anxious expression on his face. "We've been suppressing the opponent for a long time, but no one is coming back."
"Including the goalkeeper, there are eight people near the penalty area, which is not a small number."
Captain Gilbert glared at him. He already had some disgust towards this guy. He started yelling after losing the ball. I really don't know who he was trying to offend.
"If we had played with all our main players, we wouldn't have lost the ball."
Ian was relentless and showed his superiority, especially after seeing many trial players lowering their heads in self-blame, he became even more aggressive: "I really don't know how some people play and how they wear Arsenal jerseys?"
This time, it wasn't just Gilbert and Maher who were disgusted with him.
Even Wenger on the sidelines turned around and looked at Hans, "This guy..."
"I will definitely take care of it when I come down."
Hans gritted his teeth secretly, wanting to send Ian to hell.
But what Arsenal was suffering at the moment was far from over. After a fifteen-minute halftime break, the second half of the game resumed.
Liverpool continued to launch a fierce attack. Their offensive players seemed to have figured out Arsenal's strengths and weaknesses. They pressed forward in a big way, trying to keep the ball in Arsenal's half.
"Bang!!"
In the 6st minute of the game, Liverpool captain No. suddenly shot back with a long shot.
Ian rushed forward to tackle the ball, but he was not in good condition and even drinking water made it stuck in his teeth. The football hit the outside of his calf and refracted, catching goalkeeper Hopkins off guard.
Enter again!
Three to one!
"Ah!" Ian was almost turning evil. He stood up and lowered his head and stood there with his legs crossed.
He put Maher and others behind him for the moment and thought about his own future. Anyway, judging from his performance today, it was unlikely that Wenger would value him.
He was a little annoyed and regretful that he should have focused more on playing football from the beginning.
"Throw the ball over here. It's still early, but don't waste it on regrets."
An urging voice came from the front court. It was Maher's voice. He seemed far from giving up.
Goalkeeper Hopkins picked up the ball, kicked it to Mahel and gave him a thumbs up.
"damn it."
Ian was in a low mood and was very jealous of Maher's goals. If he could also perform well, then how many goals the team lost would have nothing to do with him.
"Beep!"
The game was then restarted, and Arsenal's momentum was obviously dampened. Only a few people still had fighting spirit in their eyes.
They didn't keep the ball for long after the restart as Liverpool players took it away and started to besiege them.
As if they were stuck in a vicious circle, the Arsenal players could not find any breakthrough and seemed a little powerless.
It was not until the 67th minute of the game that the team captain Gilbert started his performance after receiving a pass from Mahel.
"Boom bang bang..."
He dribbled the ball directly towards Liverpool's defense line, touching the ball with the outside of his right foot at a high frequency, constantly moving his body's center of gravity, making confusing movements.
One flick, one spike, and then another spike, dribbling the ball forward!
Suddenly, he broke out of the three-man double team of Liverpool and rushed into the opponent's penalty area.
"Oh!"
The final push was like the perfect ending to a gorgeous waltz, light and graceful.
Two to three!
still have a chance!
Captain Gilbert used a highlight moment to show why he is the captain of Arsenal and why he should be in charge of the central axis today.
(End of this chapter)