"Don't shoot!"
A voice came from the backcourt. It was Ian, who was frowning. He had always been at odds with Maher and would slander him whenever he had the chance.
"Nice try, keep it up!"
But then, head coach Hans on the sidelines applauded and encouraged. He stood firmly on Maher's side and said, "Fight if you have the chance!"
As soon as he said this, many Arsenal players who originally thought that the quality of this shot was good immediately began to agree.
"nice shot."
"Don't worry, Maher, we all believe in your shot and hope you can score your first goal in your Arsenal U17 career!"
"Good shot, the shot is on target!"
Now it was Ian's turn to be embarrassed. His voice was drowned out by the praises and didn't attract anyone's attention at all.
He watched Maher wave to his teammates and shake his head regretfully, and then saw that the other party's eyes skipped over him and selectively ignored him.
He gritted his teeth and moved along with the team's formation.
"Don't complain, encourage more."
The team's goalkeeper Hopkins stood behind him and reminded him: "Mael is no longer the same Maher as before. Look at his current shooting and confrontation abilities. It's best not to embarrass him."
Ian snorted lightly and said nothing.
He subconsciously turned his head to look at Wenger on the sidelines, wanting to see the first-team coach's reaction to the ball.
Unfortunately, Mr. Wenger had a blank expression on his face and nothing could be seen.
"Oh!"
The Liverpool goalkeeper then sent a goal kick, but chose to hit the ball directly forward to launch a quick attack.
The game returned to normal, and everyone focused their attention and started playing against the opposing players.
"Bang bang bang...!"
The sound of passing the ball continued, the pace on the court was very fast, the ball possession changed very quickly, and fierce confrontations occurred from time to time.
Don't ever think that Wenger sitting on the sidelines will only motivate Arsenal players, it will do the same for Liverpool players!
Everyone on the field today tried every means to show themselves, dreaming of being spotted by the professor and soaring to play in the Premier League.
Many people made bold moves, whether it was the defensive players' big blocking and flying tackles, or the offensive players' bicycle dribbles and bull tails, all kinds of tricks to show off their personal abilities emerged one after another.
"Oh...!"
"Fuck him! Fuck him! Good job!"
"Get past him!"
This also easily ignites the interest of fans. Watching such a game is sometimes much more fun than watching a boring Premier League game.
The turning point that changed the course of the game came in the 13th minute of the first half. Arsenal captain Gilbert made a mistake and was intercepted. Liverpool quickly opened up their formation and launched a quick counterattack.
"Oh!"
When their winger found the No. 9 striker with a precisely guided pass, all suspense was gone.
"Shh!"
Liverpool's No. 9 jumped high and headed the ball into the Arsenal net before Ian, and goalkeeper Hopkins was powerless to save the ball.
One to zero!
Liverpool takes the lead!
"Ha ha!"
"Yeah…!"
Liverpool players rushed to the sidelines in groups of three or five, laughing, high-fiving each other, and finally hugged each other, releasing the joy of scoring a goal.
Arsenal fell into a brief silence, everyone lowered their heads and stopped talking.
Hans scratched his head on the sidelines. He returned to the coaching seat with a little helplessness and secretly observed Wenger's expression.
He still had a blank expression on his face, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
"Oh my, I'm sorry, everyone."
On the field, Arsenal captain Gilbert was the first to raise his head and waved to his teammates, "I thought it was okay, a mistake is a mistake." "It's okay, no one blames you."
"Come on, it's still early, just chase one goal."
A burst of encouragement rang out, and Maher also walked to his side and patted him on the back, "Pass the ball to me if you have a chance, I will hit it back with a long shot, and you can also get an assist to make up for it."
"Hahaha"
This half-joking remark made Gilbert smile faintly, but he did not refuse, "You said it, don't let me down."
"of course."
Mahel shrugged, then turned to face the direction of the attack.
"Oh!"
As Arsenal center forward Gabi kicked the ball again, Maher strolled into the opponent's half again, waiting for his chance.
Having just adapted to the rhythm of the youth team's games for a while, he has eliminated all his pre-match worries and all that remains is the anticipation of scoring goals.
Now he has a certain ability to fight back, so it is not difficult for him to maintain his position.
It is not difficult to stay in position, it is definitely not difficult to get the ball, and it is not difficult to complete the final shot.
As long as he is given two or three more chances, he will have a good chance of sending the ball into the opponent's goal!
Maher's second shooting opportunity came in the 21st minute of the game, and it was captain Gilbert who passed the ball to him.
"Bang." After judging the path of the ball, he turned his head to observe, and when he saw the goalkeeper standing on the left, he led the ball to the middle and aimed at the far corner on the right.
"I come!"
A confident shout was heard, and the Liverpool center back came out to block Maher's shot.
He saw the confrontation between his full-back and Maher and knew that the full-back was no match for him, so it would be better for him to provide defensive support himself.
He is strong and his confrontation ability is definitely at an excellent level among young players.
Maher originally wanted to take a quick shot, but he realized that the central defender was coming up too fast and there was a high probability that his direct shot would be blocked by him.
Somewhat helplessly, he took a step forward with his left foot, and used his right leg to push his body hard to the left, trying to push it back.
"Bang!" The sound of flesh and bones colliding was heard, and both of them staggered a step before they could steady themselves.
There was obvious surprise in the eyes of the Liverpool center back. How big is he and how big is Maher? How come they are evenly matched?
In a place where no one was paying attention, Wenger's eyes moved, showing a little surprise.
"Bang!!"
A second later, it was Maher who reacted first. He folded his right leg and fired a powerful shot towards the far corner of the goal.
The football jumped up from the ground with almost no rotation and flew straight towards the far corner, constantly increasing in height in the air.
"Snapped!"
Fortunately, the Liverpool goalkeeper moved quickly, flew to the left before the football touched the net, and dragged the ball out of the net.
Wonderful save!
This was the first reaction of everyone on the field, because they all saw how high the quality of this shot was.
"Huh..." The Liverpool goalkeeper took a deep breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his gloves.
Giving the opponent a corner kick is already the best outcome.
That Arsenal No. 31, is so good at long-range shooting?
"Bang!!"
Before Maher could finish his regretful game outside the penalty area, a corner kick was already taken.
As expected, the first point was taken by the taller Liverpool defender, who cleared the ball out of the penalty area.
As for the second point.
When the Liverpool players turned their heads to look outside the penalty area, they saw a face they did not want to see.
There was a hint of fear on their faces, as if they knew what was about to happen.
"Bang!!"
After the figure stopped the ball, he stretched his body and kicked out in one go, launching another powerful and unstoppable heavy cannon, like an ancient archer drawing a bow and shooting a sharp arrow.
The Liverpool goalkeeper closed his eyes and rushed towards the approximate path of the football, but unfortunately he missed.
When I reacted again, there was only the sound of the net hitting the net behind me, "Shua!"
(End of this chapter)