I am Quaresma

Chapter 173 Arsenal are ahead

Quaresma didn't know that Casley had asked his teammates for help. Quaresma actually didn't hate this big bald head who had been following him all the time.

All the while, the players who defended him made more or less small moves, maybe not obvious, but it still made Quaresma very uncomfortable.

Anyone who is beaten by a big man will not feel beautiful.

But what surprised him was that Casley defended himself very cleanly today. Although he could not defend himself, Casley would not pinch himself if he was okay, which made Quaresma feel a rare ease.

"By the way, I want to get a bald head too, how do you keep your bald head so shiny?" Quaresma asked Kasley with a smile.

The corners of Casley's mouth twitched slightly, and it was obvious that the question of Quaresma made it a little difficult for him to speak.

"If you don't wash your hair every day, you will shine too!" Kasley said with a dark face and suppressed emotions: "When oil comes out, it shines, do you understand?"

Quaresma was stunned, and the mystery that had puzzled him for a long time was solved like this. He didn't expect the answer to be so powerless.

No wonder so many bald heads are shining brighter than the other, they are all so lazy!

Quaresma didn't really want to tease Casley, but by accident, Casley was about to go wild!

The next time Quaresma got the ball, Casley came over with a savage shovel, put Quaresma on the ground with the ball, then got up and patted his butt and walked away without looking back.

Quaresma didn't react when he fell to the ground. Is this still the well-defended Casley just now?

How did he get mad?

However, the game will continue, no matter how fierce Casley's defense is, Quaresma can't shy away, it's nothing more than returning to the normal track, nothing to be afraid of.

In the 21st minute of the first half, Everton played a beautiful attack. Osman made a long pass from the right. Kasley got the ball from the left and then knocked across the middle. Arteta missed the ball and gave it to Cahill. The Australian star held the ball. The ball advanced, and forward Ferguson made a two-for-one match with striker Ferguson, and then directly entered the penalty area, kicking up and hitting the goal.

Fortunately, Lehmann reacted quickly and barely blocked the ball with his outstretched foot, which prevented Arsenal from conceding the ball.

The point of the supplementary shot was not grabbed by Everton, and Colo Toure took the lead to clear the siege with big feet.

The ball flew far to the midfield.

Arsenal fans suddenly cheered, naturally not because the team successfully defended, but because Arsenal's counterattack came.

Ljungberg on the right sprinted at high speed, but Quaresma also rushed to the right, as if the two were trying to grab the same runway.

Ljungberg unloaded the ball under the pressure of Casley, and suddenly dribbled the ball sideways to the middle, but Quaresma made a cross with Ljungberg's forward path, and instead continued to sprint along the right.

Crossover!

This is Wenger's special arrangement in this game.

The threat that Quaresma can create on the right is obvious to all. Although this game is a power forward, it does not mean that his position should be fixed in the middle.

Once Quaresma gives the opponent the illusion of a dead center, and suddenly switches positions with Ljungberg, it is very likely to cause confusion and defensive omissions to the opponent, and it may even be fatal to the opponent directly. brie.

It was as if now, when Quaresma and Ljungberg crossed, Casley and Valente were a little confused and didn't know who to follow.

However, Valente and Casley are also experienced fighters. They looked at each other. Valente ran with Quaresma, while Casley took over the defense of Ljungberg and stayed in the middle.

No way, although they are all defensive, the defensive patterns for wide players and central players are completely different. Casley may be good at intercepting and grabbing, but fullback Valente must be more flexible and sprint at high speed. China has always maintained a defensive posture to intercept, so they must not be able to casually go to an unfamiliar place to defend.

Casley followed Ljungberg, Valente followed Quaresma, and while running, Valente was in tears, and in the end it fell into Quaresma's hands again...

I thought that when Quaresma played as a striker, there would be no intersection with him, and he didn't need to be ravaged by Quaresma, but he didn't expect that Arsenal would actually play a swap, and he replaced Quaresma in front of him.

Am I destined to not escape the tortured fate of being ravaged by Quaresma in my life?

Quaresma also smiled, smiling happily, and he liked to see Valente so hard.

Ljungberg did not dare to dribble the ball forward easily under the pressure of Casley, and pushed the ball down at the feet of Quaresma.

Quaresma took the ball and flicked it with his left foot. The ball came to the right side of the body, not giving Valente a chance to gamble steals. Although there is a high possibility of passing Valente directly, it is not impossible. Being directly destroyed by Valente, Quaresma still wants to play with him!

Looking up at the situation in the frontcourt, paying attention to the movements of his teammates, but stepping on the bicycle at will, Quaresma can completely fake dribbling without watching the ball, which is something that many superstars can't do. With such talent, Quaresma is also very arrogant.

Valente is facing a big enemy, so he naturally knows the power of Quaresma's breakthrough. Even if he is ready to sacrifice himself, he still has no confidence.

Quaresma moved!

The right foot kicked the ball forward lightly, and the body slammed forward, just like a cheetah preying, with full explosive power.

Valente was busy moving backwards, and because the movement was too fast and too large, the center of gravity was unstable, and he almost fell, but fortunately, he stubbornly stabilized his figure.

But just as he stabilized his body, Quaresma's next move came, leaving him helpless.

The heel of the right foot slammed to the right side of the body, the body changed direction, and jumped to the right, the whole person flashed in front of Valente, and Valente passed in a frenzy.

Valente was about to cry and was played by this bastard again!

But there is no way, can't keep up with Quaresma's frequency, what should he do?

After saying goodbye to Valente, Quaresma continued to head towards the hinterland of Everton, with full explosive force and unstoppable force.

Casley is still following Ljungberg, but now he has to turn the gun to cover Quaresma, but he just made a move, Quaresma has already passed the ball to Ljungberg, wait for the card. When Sley stopped the car and tried to let Ljungberg go, Ljungberg had already sent the ball to Quaresma's sprint.

Casley's body changed direction and couldn't keep up, and fell directly to the ground with a helpless expression on his face.

At this time, Quaresma had already dribbled the ball into the Everton penalty area. Facing the Everton goalkeeper, he shot calmly and steadily sent the ball into the visiting team’s goal.

1:0

Arsenal are ahead!

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