"Chelsea restart the game, Lampard takes the ball and passes to Mikel..."
"Oh no, Wilshere suddenly slides in from behind and pokes the ball away."
"No foul, there was no foul on that ball, the referee signals for play to continue!"
"Nasri dribbles forward, Essien steps up to intercept, the ball goes to Fabregas's feet."
"Cesc Fàbregas didn't control the ball, a through ball... Oh dear, the ball went straight through the gap between Terry and Ivanović, Chelsea made a defensive error."
"Danger! Van Persie receives the ball, one-on-one, shot!"
"Goal!!!"
"Can you believe it? Less than half a minute after Chelsea restarted the game, Arsenal scored another goal through their mistake."
"The score is now 3:0, it feels like this match is getting out of hand..."
james shouted excitedly in the New Sports studio, his tone full of surprise.
Larry, who had been "pretending to sleep" the whole time, clicked his tongue when he saw this scene and sighed:
"This goal is truly fatal. Chelsea were already shaken by the two goals conceded just before and after halftime."
"Now they've conceded another goal so quickly, I estimate the players on the field have lost their composure."
"Ancelotti must find a solution. They are Chelsea, how can they lose a match so easily, especially in such a dominant fashion?"
The China audience watching the match live were also stunned...
[Seriously, I just went to the toilet, how did the score go from 1:0 to 3:0 when I came back?]
[Upstairs, let me put it this way, Arsenal scored two goals in the last two minutes, Chelsea are numb...]
[Mentally collapsed, I originally wanted to see my Blues get revenge on Arsenal, but this is it. It's better to just sleep, I have an early class tomorrow!]
[Upstairs, your home team lost like this and you can still sleep? It's better to just party until dawn and then go to class.]
[Our Arsenal is invincible! (Not a meme)]
[Chelsea are really disappointing, how the hell can they lose like this? Is Arsenal really invincible this season, can no one stop them?]
[Upstairs Manchester United fan, I know you're anxious, but don't be for now. You can't even beat Arsenal yourselves, do you have the right to blame others?]
[Heh heh... To put it bluntly, the Premier League is too weak now. If Arsenal were in La Liga, they would absolutely not be able to get first place in the League, they would have been taught a lesson by Real Madrid and Barcelona in turns long ago.]
[Exactly, exactly, did you forget that Barcelona beat you 4:1 last season? Messi scored four goals, single-handedly crushing Arsenal. You better pray you don't meet Barcelona in the Champions League this season, otherwise we'll blow your heads off!]
[Why is Fly invisible in this match? I said it long ago, he's just a flash in the pan... He didn't stay in the United Kingdom to train during the holidays, he ran straight back to the United States to watch the NBA. I knew he would stumble this time, see, it was just as I expected, undisciplined people don't go far!]
[...]
Back to Emirates Stadium.
At this moment, Fly was also dumbfounded seeing his team already leading 3:0 before he even had a chance to use his cheat.
Seriously, big brothers!
I haven't even put in the effort yet!
And the game is already decided?
Seeing Wenger on the sidelines seemingly contemplating substitutions, Fly's heart tightened, and he quickly found Fabregas and Wilshere who were celebrating with their teammates.
"Brothers, pass the ball to me later, please. I haven't achieved anything today yet."
Hearing Fly's request, Wilshere and Fabregas nodded.
They certainly wouldn't refuse such a simple request.
After the game restarted, Ancelotti belatedly substituted Malouda, who had played like a pile of shit in this match, bringing on Kakuta.
Then he substituted Mikel, who had just lost the ball leading to the goal, bringing on Ramires.
In the 57th minute, Ancelotti's substitutions immediately had a miraculous effect.
Lampard fired a shot from 35 yards out, and the ball was parried away by Szczęsny.
Kalou, who got to the first touch, passed the ball to Drogba who was making a central run.
The Beast flicked the ball to Ivanović who was also running forward.
The Chelsea defender unleashed a powerful shot, and the ball flew straight through the Arsenal defense.
Szczęsny, standing in front of the goal, panicked when the ball suddenly appeared in his sight, and quickly made a save attempt, but it was already too late.
The ball went straight into the net, just five centimeters from his right palm.
Chelsea 1:3, they pull one back!
"GOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"
"Number 2, Ivanović!!!"
"Incredible, there are so many long-range goals in this match."
"Arsenal's first two goals, and Chelsea's goal, all came from long shots."
"It's truly hard to imagine seeing so many long shots in a strong matchup. The audience watching the live broadcast today must be having a field day."
Seeing his substitutions have an immediate effect, Ancelotti excitedly waved his fists on the sideline.
It's not easy, it's not easy!
Does anyone know how much pressure he, Ancelotti, has been under recently?
According to his usual personality, it's just a League goal... He wouldn't make such an excited celebration.
Pacing the sidelines pretending to be a master, chewing gum, that's the norm.
But now he really couldn't stand it anymore, he had to vent the negative emotions in his heart through celebration.
On the other side, Wenger frowned, and his idea of substituting Fly immediately diminished significantly.
"What am I thinking? This is Chelsea, how can I think about withdrawing troops when there are still 40 minutes left in the match?"
"Arsène, Arsène, you're still dizzy from the winning streak recently. Arsenal are far from as strong as their record shows."
It could be said that the happiest people on the field at this moment might not be the Chelsea players and Ancelotti.
But a certain mole wearing the Arsenal number 13 shirt.
"Beautiful, beautiful!!!"
"Well done, Ivanović!"
"That's how it should be, if they don't score for a long time, they'll really think Chelsea is a soft touch, they must fight back!"
"Score another one!"
Fly showed no emotion on his face, but he was overjoyed in his heart.
Chelsea's goal came at a crucial time.
Otherwise, if the 3:0 score had lasted for another five to ten minutes, Fly would bet that Wenger would definitely substitute him.
Now it's good, from leading by three goals to leading by two goals, the suspense of this match is back.
As long as the outcome of the match is still in suspense, it will be difficult for Wenger to substitute Fly. He needs Fly on the field to stabilize the team's morale and ensure the team secures the victory.
In the 61st minute of the match.
Ancelotti substituted Paulo Ferreira with Bosingwa.
The Porto champion hero is old, and after playing 60 minutes, his stamina is insufficient.
It was at this moment that Fly activated God's Eye.
After activating it, a light screen that only he could see immediately appeared before Fly's eyes.
This light screen had two sections.
One section was a bird's-eye view of the stadium, showing a heatmap of the players and their positions clearly.
Arsenal players were marked with red symbols on it, and Chelsea players with blue symbols.
The other section was a very detailed personal real-time detection.
It showed Fly's current state, as well as the state of other Arsenal players and Chelsea players.
Fly checked his current state, and a small Fly model appeared before his eyes.
The panel showed clearly that Fly's current physical state was [Good], and his stamina state was [Relatively Sufficient].
It also noted how long Fly's stamina could last - [Approximately 24 minutes and 20 seconds under full exertion, please use with caution].
Then Fly looked at the state of the Chelsea players.
Just one glance, and Fly was happy in his heart: It's stable!
The reason was simple, because Fly saw that although the newly substituted Bosingwa's stamina state was [Sufficient], his physical state was [Poor].
The system even thoughtfully provided a note: [Excessive sexual activity, player's limbs are weak, legs are soft, currently just holding on].
After seeing this note, Fly secretly glanced at Bosingwa again.
To be honest, this guy disguised himself quite well.
If Fly didn't have the cheat, he would really have thought that a soft touch had gone off and a hard rock had come on.
Now it seems, this guy is probably even worse than Paulo Ferreira. The former is old, but his physical state is at least not poor.
But this guy has just let himself go, at least in this match his legs are soft.
Thinking of this, Fly indicated that he accepted this big gift from Ancelotti.
In the 64th minute of the match.
Fabregas and Nasri exchanged passes on the right side of the front field, and facing the pressing Lampard, they directly transferred the ball to the left side of the field.
Clichy, who had pushed up, controlled the ball and saw Fly waving at him about ten meters directly in front of him.
So, a lobbed long pass, the ball flew over Bosingwa's head and dropped towards the left side of the Chelsea penalty area.
Through Gods Eye, the moment Clichy passed the ball, a green arc had already appeared in Fly's eyes.
This arc was the trajectory of Clichy's pass from the moment it was passed until it landed.
Fly, whose starting speed was already unmatched, and who knew the landing point of the ball in advance, naturally no one could beat him to it.
He arrived in big strides and controlled the ball, at which point Ivanović, who was closest to him, was still several body lengths away.
Fly quickly scanned Ivanović with Gods Eye and found that his right leg was a bit uncomfortable, and his speed and reaction were much slower than his left leg.
So Fly directly dribbled inside, and facing the approaching Ivanović, he didn't choose to go left and continue cutting inside, but instead kicked the ball directly to his right.
By the time Ivanović realized this, his body couldn't keep up. His sluggish right leg caused Fly to get ahead of him and control the ball.
At this time, Fly was only six to seven meters away from the goal.
Originally, due to the very narrow angle, Fly didn't plan to shoot directly.
But at this moment, a red line appeared before his eyes.
It was a straight line from the ball at Fly's feet to the bottom left corner of the goal, the entire red line was almost stick together with the ground.
And above this red line, there was also a number attached - 78%
Fly immediately realized that the system wanted him to shoot directly, and to shoot a ground ball skimming the grass.
78% meant that this approach had a seventy-eight percent success rate.
Understanding this, Fly chose to blindly trust the cheat and, according to the red line planned by the system, took a shot aimed at the bottom left corner of the goal, a ground-hugging strike.