However, the opportunities he gets are much harder than others!
With little room on the ground, he opted for an aerial ball, even at such a tight edge of the penalty area.
"Bang!!"
Van Persie's figure suddenly leaped into the air, his right leg swinging upward first, lifting his body higher and higher, then exerting force to lash out with his left leg, tensing the instep of his left foot to side-kick the ball.
The football itself carried a certain force, and now with the strong diagonal force added, its speed was too fast for the naked eye to catch.
"Whish!" By the ti everyone reacted, it had already smashed into the far corner of the net.
Van Persie's classic aerial strike!
Another miracle ball!
This ti it was Arsenal's turn!
"Oh...Aaahh...!!" Over fifty thousand Arsenal ho fans finally got their chance to celebrate again, standing up in ecstasy, wildly waving their arms.
"Van Persie!"
"Ma'el's breakthrough was incredible!"
"Are these two people even human?!"
"A goal of ultimate personal skill, both of them have displayed formidable individual heroism!"
The fans shouted with flushed faces, incredibly satisfied with Ma'el and Van Persie's performance; together, they have carried Arsenal's offensive banner today.
"Philip!"
Wenger didn't look at the linesman's flag this ti. He turned directly, arms raised, rushing toward the coaching staff, voice trembling, "A genius goal! A goal belonging to two geniuses! It's an equalizer!"
This was a goal that couldn't be disallowed, Ma'el broke through the defense from the flank with the ball, and Van Persie soared sideways to score in front of the opponent's defense.
"Absolute genius!" Philip and Wenger embraced shoulder to shoulder, one hand continuously waving.
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"Fairy in the Air!"
In the broadcast room, Zhan Jun looked slightly dumbfounded; his team conceded a goal near the end of the ga, but he had to focus on his work first, "Wow... Two players who connected in the first half, reconnect once more!
"Van Persie must be in love with Ma'el! This young general has already given him two effortless passes!
"Two to two! Arsenal equalizes the score! Since Ma'el joined the team this season, the attacking power he has brought is truly astounding!
"Van Persie continues his form from last season, his physical state is excellent, and he has a chance to score many more this season!"
On the field, Van Persie excitedly stuck out his tongue, as if it were incredibly hot, pointing to Ma'el on the flank, he rapidly charged over.
"Co on...!!" Ma'el looked at him, blood boiling, roaring; achieving two assists against Liverpool was a rare feat.
The feeling of cooperating with a top forward, indeed, is wonderful!
Once they ca together, they didn't speak; their expressions and body language said it all.
Van Persie leaped onto Ma'el's back, raising his arms towards the stands... Ma'el, with the Dutch forward on his back, ran fast, as if the two beca one.
"Click, click!" On the sidelines, photographers quickly recorded the mont; no one expected Ma'el, just arriving, could bring such excitent to Arsenal fans at Emirates Stadium.
This should be well-docunted, perhaps it will one day beco a page everyone turns through in the trajectory of a superstar's growth.
This page is called the partnership with Van Persie, doubling assists against a big six team!
Liverpool's manager Dalglish covered his face, gasping, not expecting his team's compact defense to be struck by the two so brutally.
He slightly opened his mouth, having watched Ma'el's ga live... who could resist the impulse to bring this eighteen-year-old back to his team, his mind also ward.
Dalglish montarily forgot about the score dropping from 3 to 1, gazing at Ma'el's back, lost in thought for a long ti.
In the corner of the east stands, in the U18 section, the players fell into jubilation once more; seeing such performances from a forr teammate multiple tis in one match rendered them speechless.
"He will be the sun of Arsenal!"
Hans proudly raised his right hand toward the players, with an urge to strip his clothes off; his bald head was already covered in sweat.
But he restrained himself, as Ma'el's exceptional performance made his figure on the stands also appear imposing.
He saw that the other youth team coaches looked at him with either envy or jealousy, while the young players gazed at him with admiration, seemingly eager to join his team.
"OleOle...OleOleOle!" He resisted the urge to strip, joined the U18 players, jumping shoulder to shoulder in ti, enjoying the mont of joy.
Suddenly, their expressions tightened as Liverpool seed to sche a kickoff tactic upon returning to the ga.
"Bang!"
Apart from the two central defenders, eight players charged towards the area around Arsenal's penalty box, a long pass quickly hitting the flank position.
Andy Carroll swung his head towards the middle, the oncoming Suarez taking quick steps, fiercely eyeing the ball to stab it at the goal, determined to regain the lead.
"Bang!" At a critical mont, Vermaelen made a brilliant sliding tackle clearance, kicking the ball out of the penalty area.
"Ah...!" After getting up, he heavily pounded his right chest, celebrating the brilliant clearance, then rapidly ran out of the penalty area, seeking an opportunity to participate in the attack.
In the final monts, it's the best ti for a defender with an attacking touch to shine!
"Oh...!" The fans expressed a wave of admiration for Vermaelen's clearance, the sound growing louder as they gradually saw Arsenal seemingly usher in a very decent counterattack opportunity.
Ramsey at the edge of the penalty area received the second ball, quickly besieged by a mass of Liverpool players.
But as they had just switched from offense to defense, their formation was scattered, appearing nurous yet loosely connected.
Ramsey glanced left and right, passing to Gervinho, then making a forward run, with the latter quickly threading the ball into his running path.
"Bang!"
Ramsey then pushed the ball to the returning Van Persie, breaking the opponent's front pressure, the counterattack situation was crystal clear!
Van Persie played the ball back to the already advancing Vermaelen, who pushed a ground ball towards Ma'el on the wing.
Their rotation speed was incredibly fast, finding their most comfortable attacking rhythm!
At least four Liverpool players couldn't make it back; this would be a balanced offensive confrontation!
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