One shot into the soul

"Alexander carried Pogba's defense into the penalty area. Chiellini stepped forward to assist. Alexander and Giroud cooperated like hitting the wall… Ouch, Pogba grabbed the first… Alexander knocked Pogba aside. !Hit the door!!"

　　After Alexander squeezed Boba away, he immediately hit the football towards the goal with the inside of his left foot.

　　In order to knock the opponent away, his upper body had been tilted to one side, so the shot looked more like a hasty sweep.

　　The football rolled against the turf towards the far corner of the goal. It was not very powerful, but the advantage was the suddenness and tricky angle. He originally thought that there was a high probability that it would be there. Unexpectedly, Buffon, like a prophet who predicts the future, immediately pounced sideways and firmly grasped the Ball in his arms.

　　"well..."

　　Regretful sighs came from the stands, and then turned into applause.

　　Pogba staggered a few steps before regaining his balance, looking at Alexander like a monster.

　　He wanted to complain to the referee about Alexander's collision foul, but the words were already on his lips but he had felt ashamed to say them out.

　　Alexander just shook his head regretfully, as if he had completed a trivial task, and gestured with his thumb to Giroud, indicating that the opponent had passed the ball beautifully, and then slowly walked out of the penalty area.

　　Little did he know that his calm attitude made Pogba even more uncomfortable and wanted to vomit blood.

　　"Alexander passed the two hurdles of Pogba and Chiellini, but lost to Buffon. The Juventus captain is indeed still young!"

　　Buffon frowned and looked at the distracted Pogba, then came to his ear and growled, "Wake up!"

　　"ah?"

　　Pogba raised his head blankly and exhaled slowly, "It's okay."

　　Come again!

　　I don't believe it!

　　Major platforms began to replay the attack.

　　It cannot be said that Pogba has no power to fight back, it can only be said that he is clearly at a disadvantage.

　　If there was no help from Chiellini and Alexander was allowed to bring the ball in and hit the goal, Buffon would probably have no choice but to surrender.

　　"Alexander almost completely defeated Pogba in this wave. Perhaps Pogba should change his mind. A head-on fight with Alexander will not work."

　　"Pogba failed to stop Alexander on the defensive end. I don't know if he can counterattack on the offensive end…"

　　Buffon threw the ball to Marchisio, who immediately kicked the ball to find Pirlo.

　　Pirlo was being stared at by Arteta and quickly made a one-two with Padoin. After getting rid of it, he suddenly made a long pass.

　　The football fell to the top of the arc in the penalty area. Quagliarella headed the ball and wanted to tip the ball to Vucinic, but Mertesacker made accurate judgment and topped the ball before Vucinic.

　　Ramsey stopped the ball with his chest, moved the ball to the side, and then quickly dribbled the ball forward.

　　Asamoah stepped forward, stretched his foot and blocked the ball from the sideline.

　　Alexander signaled Giroud to be at the front, and he jogged back to the midfield.

　　Pogba quickly followed.

　　"Hey man, there's no next time!"

　　"Are you so confident?" Alexander smiled, "Yes, after all, you almost guarded me just now."

　　"..."

　　Is this a compliment to me?

　　It should be, right?

　　Surely?

　　Before Pogba's black question mark face faded, Arteta had already thrown the ball from the sideline, and Rosicky directly passed the ball to Podolski.

　　Podolski kicked the ball out to find Alexander. Alexander firmly blocked his position and knocked the ball back to him despite Pogba's push.

　　After receiving the return pass, Podolski found Rosicky again. Rosicky once again passed the ball diagonally with the outside of his instep and hit the ball into the penalty area. Unfortunately, Giroud failed to block the position. The football was blocked by Barzagli and came to Peel.

　　There is no doubt that Pirlo is the core of this team.

　　In his 30s, he is already considered an old man on the professional football field.

　　Fans who like him have changed from slanted bangs to Mediterranean, but he still has long flowing hair, and his iconic pass has not only not been lost due to the ravages of time, but has become more and more perfect.

　　"Pirlo got the ball, and it was another long pass over the top! Beautiful! Pirlo's pass directly tore apart Arsenal's defense. Quagliarella succeeded in countering offside. Oops, he hesitated, and the football was rushed from behind. Koscielny is broken!"

　　Juventus' offensive failed and it was Arsenal's turn to counterattack.

　　Everyone on earth knows how sharp Nana's counterattack was. The passing and receiving were like dominoes, one link after another. There was not even a nonsense ball. The football came to Alexander's feet after three passes and two passes. .

　　Pogba quickly positioned his horse behind him and was ready to accept the impact of the tank. Unexpectedly, Alexander was playing tricks this time.

　　Stop working on your body and focus on your skills instead.

　　He received the ball sideways and performed a gorgeous and practical Cruyff turn very smoothly.

　　A group of people were left speechless.

　　Just like a fierce tiger, it can bite, catch, jump and run. It is invincible in terms of strength, speed, agility, attack and defense, but it just likes to carry out sneak attacks!

　　Who wouldn't kneel down like this?

　　Pogba did not kneel, but he lay down: Alexander passed the ball from behind, and he was stunned for half a second before turning to pursue it, but Alexander's move was too sudden and inconsistent, and Pogba's head started fucking with his feet, shaking the master completely.

　　If he gave up now, the matter would be over, but he was unwilling to give up and reached out to grab it.

　　Alexander felt an extra claw on his shoulder and swung it forward without thinking!

　　This time, Pogba was already unsteady on his feet, and when he was hit like this again, he was pulled directly to the ground, and he didn't even earn a foul.

　　"Alexander received the ball and turned around!!! It passed and Pogba didn't give up yet. Oops, he fell to the ground. The Juventus midfielder had nothing to do with the Arsenal striker…"

　　Chiellini once again turned into a make-up man and hurriedly came to make amends.

　　Alexander was actually affected by Pogba's tug. He didn't have time to adjust and quickly slapped the football.

　　With a "bang", the football was stopped by Chiellini, but Alexander and Giroud raised their hands at the same time.

　　"Handball!"

　　"Hit the hand! Penalty kick!"

　　"Beep!"

　　Chiellini quickly ran to the referee, "It's not a handball! My hands didn't leave my body! I didn't mean it!"

　　The referee shook his head and pointed firmly at the penalty spot.

　　Others rushed over and defended Chiellini excitedly, but the referee was quite firm and kept shaking his head, signaling them to go back quickly.

　　"Alexander's shot hit Chiellini's hand. Look at the replay… No problem, Chiellini's right hand did rise. If his hand didn't block it, then the direction of the ball was indeed Juventus. Let's see if Buffon can turn the tide."

　　Pogba, who was lying on the ground, hammered the grass reluctantly, while Chiellini hugged his head in frustration.

　　Jirou ran over and gave Alexander a high-five, "Beautiful!"

　　"If it's really beautiful, just score it."

　　"Don't worry, there is a chance. The advantage is on our side."

　　This is true.

　　Judging from the first ten minutes, although the ball possession rate and other data between the two sides are not much different, it is obviously Arsenal who poses more threats.

　　Alexander did not enter the team's penalty kick order. Now Arsenal's first penalty kicker is Arteta.

　　He also gave Alexander a high-five before taking the football and standing at the penalty spot.

　　Buffon tightened his gloves and stood in front of the goal with a calm expression.

　　Alexander came to the penalty area line and prepared to go in for a follow-up shot.

　　Pogba stood beside him, almost gritting his teeth and said: "Hey, how about you come to defend me later?"

　　On the defensive end, he felt that he had nothing to do with Alexander and could only find it on the offensive end, but Alexander was a center forward.

　　He gave Pogba a "you're stupid" look and said, "That's okay. If you dribble the ball in your own penalty area, I will definitely come and grab you."

　　"You just don't dare!"

　　"Do you think you are still underage like me? Can you stop being so childish?"

　　"Underage…underage…"

　　I was defeated by a minor…

　　Pogba, died internally.

　　Arteta was also under a lot of pressure, after all, he was facing Buffon, but as the whistle blew, he still steadily scored the ball into the lower left corner.

　　1-0.

　　"The ball went in, and Arteta did not waste the penalty won by Alexander, helping Arsenal take a one-goal lead."

　　"The young Pogba did not withstand the test of the younger Alexander. He has to bear most of the responsibility for this goal. Let's see if he can make up for it in the following time."

　　After the game started again, Pogba was obviously very aggressive. After calling on his opponent to pass the ball, he directly dribbled the ball towards Arsenal's half.

　　Arteta, who opened the scoring for the team, was even more excited than him and directly taught him how to behave with a fierce flying tackle.

　　The referee blew the whistle, Juventus got a free kick in the midfield, and Pogba finally calmed down a little.

　　Pirlo kicked the ball out and Marchisio tipped it to Pogba.

　　Pogba cleverly wiped Jenkinson with a fried ball, and decisively raised his foot to volley from a step inside the penalty area.

　　The football flew straight to the upper right corner of the goal. Fabianski had quick eyes and quick hands and swatted the ball away.

　　The football hit Gibbs' foot and popped out of the baseline. Juventus won the first corner kick of the game.

　　"Pogba was quite active, but unfortunately his shot was a little off target…"

　　Juventus' corner kick failed to pose a threat, and Arsenal counterattacked again. Unfortunately, the football was interrupted when Podolski and Giroud were working together to hit the wall.

　　Pogba did not dare to get closer to Alexander, but devoted more energy to the offense.

　　Even from the perspective of a competitor, Alexander had to admit that this guy was indeed a genius.

　　The body, technique, and consciousness are all quite outstanding, almost directly raising Juventus' strength to a higher level.

　　Other Juventus players also swarmed forward. Arsenal was once suppressed in their own half and could not get out. Fortunately, the old woman's endurance was not good, so she quickly lost her breath. The offense and defense of both sides regained balance again. Unfortunately, it was not until the first half. At the end, he couldn't score again.

　　At the beginning of the second half, Arsenal immediately launched a wave of fast breaks.

　　Alexander took the initiative to pull aside, and after receiving Ramsey's pass, he accelerated past Pirlo.

　　He helplessly looked at Alexander's retreating back, lamenting once again that time is not forgiving.

　　Barzagli came to intercept, but Alexander did not fight him hard. Instead, he pretended to cut inside, deceived Barzagli's center of gravity and suddenly split the ball.

　　Gibbs quickly followed up and took the ball to the baseline.

　　Alexander then rushed into the penalty area.

　　Chiellini came over again and kept warning, signaling the midfielder to quickly return to defense.

　　Gibbs comfortably completed a cross from the wing before Barzagli was in position.

　　Giroud jumped high and headed the ball towards the goal.

　　Seeing that the ball was about to go in, Buffon was possessed by the gods again and just pushed the ball out with one hand at the critical moment.

　　Before Juventus had time to take a breath, his heart was raised again.

　　Because Alexander is running towards the landing point…

　　Although there is Chiellini beside him, and although Padoin has also run towards the landing point of the football, for some reason, everyone just feels that it will be this kid who gets the ball in the end.

　　Chiellini no longer cared about whether he was in the penalty area, and immediately stretched out his hand and pulled.

　　What a coincidence, just when he reached out to pull, Alexander had already risen into the air.

　　Originally he planned to do a cool air ejection, But because of Chiellini's pull, his upper body was directly pulled down while he was in the air, but his left foot still fell firmly towards the ground. The football swept over.

　　"boom!"

　　Volley side kick!

　　Buffon was powerless this time.

　　The football hit the inside of the goal post with a "clop" sound and bounced into the goal.

　　Alexander also fell heavily backward to the ground.

　　"GOAL!!! It's Alexander again!"

　　"Gibbs passed the ball and Giroud hit the goal with a header. Oops, the god-like Buffon! He once again saved…Alexander! Hit the goal! The ball went in! A difficult side hook shot! Arsenal 2-0!"

　　"Alexander made a penalty kick and scored a wonderful goal himself. One of Arsenal's hands has already touched the ticket to the Champions League semi-finals! Alexander is still lying on the ground. He seemed to have fallen very hard just now… …Ah, it's up, ha, the boy is still beating hard."

　　The Arsenal fans were the first to cheer for the goal, but when they saw Alexander didn't get up immediately, they were worried that he was injured. It wasn't until the kid jumped up that they could completely vent their excitement, looking very excited.

　　Alexander ran to the sidelines and originally wanted to jump on the billboard, but when he saw the corner flagpole not far away, he suddenly had an idea and immediately ran over and picked up the corner flagpole.

　　His teammates came running from behind, originally planning to hug him and celebrate together. After seeing his actions, they all stopped curiously, wanting to see what tricks he was playing.

　　Alexander rolled up the cloth on the corner flag and held it in his hand. He held the middle part of the corner flag pole with his other hand, kneeling on one knee as if holding a shotgun, and fired a shot into the stands.

　　"Bang!"

　　A true shooter, one shot penetrates the soul