After Nasri kicked off, the ball was still cleared by Drogba's header.
The ball was controlled again by Diaby in the outer area, but before the second master could make his next move, Malouda poked the ball away from his feet.
Cole snatched the ball and immediately pushed forward, and Chelsea's counter-attack arrived instantly!
Cole carried the ball all the way, running for a distance of about 30 meters, and then passed the ball to Ramires who was surging forward in the middle.
After receiving the ball, Ramires found an open space to his right front, so he sent a through ball in that direction. Malouda, having a positional advantage, got to the ball before Clichy.
He then strongly carried the ball towards the right side of Arsenal's penalty area, with Clichy's interference from behind not having much effect.
As Drogba sprinted all the way from the backfield into Arsenal's penalty area, Malouda delivered a timely cross. The ball arced through the air, heading directly towards Drogba's head.
This time, Varane tried to repeat his old trick but found he couldn't pull him back.
Because the Beast in motion is unstoppable!
Drogba lunged forward, leaped high, and delivered a powerful header!
Facing this extremely powerful and tricky header, Arsenal's goalkeeper Fabianski was helpless and could only watch the ball Fly into the net.
"GOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"
"Number 11, Didier Drogba!!!"
"After Arsenal missed a golden scoring opportunity, Chelsea launched a counter-attack. The entire process took less than fifteen seconds, and it was ultimately completed by Drogba!"
"It's worth noting that before this counter-attack, Drogba had just completed an excellent header clearance in his own penalty area."
"And the person who ultimately scored with a header in Arsenal's penalty area was still Drogba!"
"One defense, one offense, Drogba dominated the match!!!"
"Chelsea's superstar has proven his worth."
"So what about Arsenal's superstar? How should Fly respond!"
"Let's wait and see!"
As soon as the Sky Sports commentator spoke, he invisibly placed Fly in the position of a superstar.
Those who didn't know would think Fly was the main star of this Arsenal team, a superstar who had been famous in football for many years.
In reality, that is not the case. Fly is just a newcomer who has only debuted for two months...
It's just that this newcomer's performance on the field since his debut has been truly explosive!
This has led some media outlets to inadvertently treat Fly as a player who has been famous for many years.
This has both good and bad aspects for Fly.
The good part is that his fame, after being described by these media outlets, will spread at the fastest speed.
The downside is also obvious: the world will look at him with higher standards.
They will no longer demand Fly to perform at a newcomer's standard, but at a superstar's standard!
For a newcomer who has just debuted for two months, this is definitely pressure as heavy as Mount Tai!
Fortunately, Fly is a transmigrator with a cheat.
If he were a native-born person without a cheat,
It is estimated that the pressure from public opinion alone would crush him to death!
Returning to the pitch.
After Drogba scored, Fly shook his head as he watched from the front field.
No way! His current stamina is only 72, which is not enough to support him focusing on offense while also covering defense.
This kind of long-distance tracking back for defense is unrealistic for Fly at this stage!
Wenger also knows that Fly's current stamina is insufficient, so he has never assigned him any defensive tasks.
Arsène Wenger's only requirement for him is offense, offense, and goddamn offense!
As long as Fly can score enough goals, Arsenal can still win the game even if they are short one person defensively for the entire match.
After all, football is not basketball; it is acceptable to have one or two people on the field not defending.
After Arsenal conceded the goal, Wenger showed no emotional change on the sideline. Arsène Wenger just made a gesture to keep calm and didn't give many further instructions.
In contrast, Ancelotti, the little fat man, raised both arms on the sideline, his mouth forming an "O" shape, looking exhilarated.
"Kid, see that? That's a real superstar!"
"Not a soft-footed shrimp like you who excels against weak teams but disappears when playing strong ones!"
After the match restarted, Alex seemed to feel he had lost face from being retorted by Fly just now, so he came back to his side and started nagging again.
"Does your mom know you talk so much nonsense?" Fly looked at the chattering Alex indifferently, then made a look of sudden realization and added:
"Sorry, I forgot, a lot of Brazilian players don't know who their parents are. Poor kids."
Alex's eyes turned red with anger at Fly's words, and he almost got into a physical fight with him.
Fortunately, Terry pulled Alex back in time and warned Fly, "Kid, I find it hard to believe that a super-rich family's upbringing could be so poor, raising a piece of trash like you with a mouth that stinks like a pile of dog shit."
Fly pouted at this, saying disdainfully, "Well, at least I wouldn't sleep with my teammate's woman. I can't help it, my upbringing doesn't allow me to do that!"
Taylor: You can try, really... (maintaining a smile)
Fly: My bad, my bad, just talking trash, purely talking trash, hehe... (patting his head with an awkward smile)
Terry was a bit embarrassed by Fly's retort, after all, sleeping with his teammate's girlfriend was indeed a shameful private matter.
Especially since Terry had been publicly criticized for this incident and was even stripped of his England National Team captaincy, it was even harder for him to argue back.
The small interruption in the match quickly passed.
Perhaps completely enraged by Fly, Alex stuck to Fly like glue for the rest of the match, looking determined not to give up until he shut Fly down.
Fly didn't mind, because he had been playing somewhat casually in the first half.
After all, facing a group of muscular guys with full stamina, putting in all that effort to exhaust himself, only to not score a single goal in the end, what's the point?
By the time Chelsea's stamina dropped, Fly would probably be exhausted long ago.
By then, it would be too late to try and exert himself, because there would be no energy left to exert!
Ever since the first 20 minutes of physical combat in this match, Fly had gradually started to play casually.
Because he had realized that going head-to-head with this Chelsea team was not a wise choice.
Only by conserving strength, waiting for an opportunity, and then striking successfully is the right way.
In the remaining time of the first half, Ghanaian Buffalo Essien and Diaby each took a long shot from outside the penalty area. Other than that, neither team created any further threats.
Chelsea 1:0 Arsenal, temporarily leading.
After returning to the locker room, Fly quickly adjusted his breathing. He had to ensure he had sufficient stamina for the second half.
Putting everything else aside, he had to at least ensure he could attack effectively for about 20 minutes.
If Fly couldn't score or assist within these 20 minutes, then he would accept the loss.
He would concede this match, acknowledging that his skills were inferior, and could only look forward to revenge next time.
The only thing to be thankful for was that the system didn't have a task failure penalty. The consequence of not completing the task was simply no reward, which was the only comfort Fly could find in his heart.
Wenger saw Fly's condition and went up to ask how he felt, offering to substitute him if he was tired.
Fly quickly waved his hand, indicating that he had been playing casually in the first half and had enough stamina for the second half.
Wenger nodded, but finally added, "If I see you showing clear signs of fatigue on the field, I will substitute you."
"Son, this game is important, but compared to your health, it's insignificant!"
Fly nodded and replied, "Got it, Boss, I know what I'm doing."
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