Chapter 247 Anfield Battles Liverpool! The Strongest 'Goal Achievement' in History! Wenger's Bold Words!
September 2nd, the third round of the Premier League kicks off, with Arsenal visiting Anfield Stadium to challenge their old rival Liverpool, who have just completed a change of coach in the new season.
As a long-established powerhouse and one of the most successful teams in England's history, Liverpool's performance in recent seasons has clearly failed to satisfy their fans.
At the end of last season, they were only ranked 8th in the standings, and the team's legend Dalglish was therefore fired, arriving full of hope and returning full of disappointment.
After that, they hired Rodgers, a young coach who had performed well at Swansea in the past few years, hoping that he could become the savior and lead the team out of its predicament.
The wheels of time have crushed generations of legends underfoot, and sent a wave of newcomers riding the wind, a group of people who want to write a new epic.
Some of them can experience the scenery at high places for a few more years through personal ability and luck, and leave something behind; others are just passers-by, who will be instantly eliminated by the cruelly turning wheels.
"You'll Never Walk Alone! You'll Nev!!"
Inside the famous Anfield Stadium, the players from both sides walked out onto the field to the sound of the fans' singing, which is the must-play song at the beginning of every game.
The sun was shining brightly that day, and the breeze was pleasant. Whether playing or watching the game, everyone felt an extremely comfortable feeling. This kind of day is naturally the most suitable for holding a football match.
"We see that Maël, who just won the UEFA Best Player award, is leading the Arsenal players, who have the power of two consecutive victories, to step into Anfield Stadium!"
In the commentary box, Zhan Jun sat alone in front of the commentary desk, broadcasting the game. "In the pre-match predictions, Arsenal's winning rate is as high as 63%, Liverpool's is only 21%, and there is a 16% chance of a draw.
"This actually matches the recent records of the two teams. After Rodgers took over Liverpool, the team only won 2 UEFA qualifying matches.
"In the first round of the Premier League, they were defeated by West Brom three to zero, and in the second round, they were taken down by Manchester United three to one, losing 6 goals and only scoring 1 goal. In this state, it is difficult to believe that they will be the ones to stop Arsenal."
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As a Liverpool fan, Zhan Jun's tone was a bit resentful when he said this opening remark. He was obviously a little dissatisfied with this 39-year-old young coach, and felt that he was not up to the task of coaching a wealthy club.
The camera also focused on Rodgers, who was wearing a brand new suit, staring at the field with a solemn expression, wondering if he was already thinking about how to explain to the members of the board of directors after a three-game losing streak.
"It is definitely something Rodgers should be proud of to become Liverpool's coach at this age.
"I believe that at the moment he took the Liverpool coaching position, he saw a brand new and gorgeous avenue, just like the suit he is wearing.
"But the team is also like clothing. Even if it looks good, even if you have the capital to wear it through previous efforts, it is still another matter whether you can control it."
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"And once Arsenal wins or draws this game, they will increase their unbeaten streak to 41 games, which is really close to the 49-game unbeaten record they once created.
"Many people asked me at the end of last season, it seems that Arsenal has achieved all the success they can achieve in the Premier League. In the new season, will they only pursue the Champions League and give up their interest in the Premier League?
"I said no, on the one hand, the local honor is supreme.
"I believe that no Arsenal person will lose interest in consecutive championships. This is a new beginning, a new chapter; no one wants only one year of peak, and no one will refuse another important championship.
"On the other hand, there are two very important records above their heads.
"One is the 49-game unbeaten record in the Premier League, and the other is Milan's 58-game unbeaten record. These are important goals that this group of players can challenge."
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"The camera is now focused on Maël. You can see excitement on his face. It should be because he just won the award, and also because the excitement of being the captain has not passed.
"After permanently leaving his name in the Premier League, will he lead this team of players to leave their names in the Premier League, or even in the history of the top five leagues?
"Alright! The match begins, you are now watching!"
Inside Anfield Stadium, the singing remains loud as the players from both sides clash, kicking off the 3rd round of the new season.
On the sidelines, Rodgers still wears a nervous expression. He might think it's not obvious, but everyone can see it.
He certainly isn't a timid person, or he wouldn't have made it this far.
The main reason for this appearance is that the Premier League schedule for the new season is a bit too brutal. In the first 6 rounds, they will face powerhouses like Manchester United, Arsenal, Manchester City, and Chelsea one after another.
After losing to West Brom due to unfamiliarity with the Premier League upon his arrival, his pressure has been increasing daily. It seems he can see the '6 consecutive losses and being sacked' waiting for him ahead.
He really wants to change the situation, but looking at the divine striker in Arsenal's lineup who has created 5 goals in 2 games, he still feels a sense of powerlessness.
"Boom, boom... boom...!"
Just as he was thinking, Maël took the ball straight towards Glen Johnson, breaking past the England Team's main defender in a few steps and cutting towards the center.
The tension in Rodgers' eyes intensified, and then he saw the opponent successively shake off Şahin and Gerrard, who were tracking back, and after cutting past Skrtel, he shot from inside the penalty area.
Fortunately, the right center-back Agger followed up quickly and poked the ball away first.
"Phew," Rodgers secretly breathed a long sigh of relief, pretending to scratch his head to wipe away the sweat from his temples.
"Crack!"
On the field, Maël's shooting foot couldn't retract in time and kicked Agger's left leg, causing the latter to fall to the ground in pain, clutching his leg, "Ah!"
He looked regretful and apologetic, patted Agger twice, and walked away, leaving him to the Liverpool team doctor.
Turning to look at the goal guarded by Reina, feeling how close he was to scoring just now, he raised his hands and rubbed his face, making himself more awake and focused while alleviating the sense of frustration.
People's hearts are made of flesh, and no one can always maintain an optimistic attitude. When this direct feeling of missing a good opportunity strikes, everyone will have a brief moment of loss.
The difference between top players and ordinary players may be the buffer time for feelings of loss, and the Frequency of constantly getting up and moving forward again! Maël knows that he must not be someone who only has brute force. He must cultivate an increasingly strong inner self to accelerate his growth and support him to reach a new level sooner.
He is very confident in this because in previous training, he had already tempered his inner self to be exceptionally resilient, possessing a very good foundation.
"Thump, thump, thump!"
Continuing to run, Maël gave a thumbs up to Cazorla, who had just sent him the pass. Their cooperation is becoming more and more tacit, and he hopes there will be new opportunities for combined goals.
"A good attempt, although it didn't hit the target in the end, it definitely gave Liverpool fans a cold sweat! Maël's signature Cut Inside, when he shot, my eyes were already looking into the goal... There's no way around it, his threat is just too great."
In the broadcast booth, Zhan Jun, watching Maël, who had regained his spirits and was sprinting after rubbing his face, was moved to say, "However, in Football, no matter how outstanding a player is, his failed attempts are definitely more than his successful attempts.
"22 different people, each with a different state on the day, different grass, weather, stadium atmosphere, etc... all represent that it is full of countless uncertainties and variables.
"Your teammates, your opponents, and a part of yourself are all unpredictable.
"No matter how brilliant one person is, he can only control a very small part. All he can do is to improve the success rate as much as possible within his controllable range.
"But you have to understand that this success rate, no matter how high, cannot be regarded as a simple percentage problem. It needs to be viewed more from 90 minutes, or even extended to the entire season.
"No one can guarantee that they will score 1 out of every 3 shots, and no one can guarantee that they will dribble past 6 people out of every 10 attempts.
"Sometimes, you will miss 15 shots in a row; other times, you will take 4 shots in a row, but hit 3 of them."
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Off the field, Wenger stood calmly in front of the bench, watching the game with great confidence, his face showing anticipation for a goal.
After winning the Best Coach award, he had started a new chapter in his life. Everyone hopes to maintain joy with one victory after another during such moments.
"Philip."
He called out to the assistant coach next to him and smiled, "If we win all three games, should we try rotating the squad in the fourth game? Anyway, the opponent is Southampton."
"Ah?" Philip's face showed concern, "Wouldn't that be a bit risky? We still have two records to strive for, what if we lose a game..."
Wenger smiled and shook his head, "Haha, when we discussed buying them, were we thinking of buying them to lose games?"
Seeing Philip stunned, he continued with a smile, "Have confidence in the players, we'll have to use them sooner or later this season. If they lose to Southampton, it just proves that certain opportunities haven't arrived yet.
"If we want more, we must be brave and train their ability to adapt to major competitions as soon as possible.
"Otherwise, there will be even less time to train troops later in the season, and then making trade-offs... will be as difficult as last season."
Philip felt that there was some truth in what he said after listening, and nodded thoughtfully.
The two stood on the sidelines like this, talking about some things about the club afterwards, looking relaxed.
It's no wonder they were careless. From the beginning of the game, Liverpool is currently in a period of reform, and its strength is only about the middle reaches of the Premier League.
Facing the suppression of Arsenal's luxurious front line, they have almost no major counter-attack methods.
This calm continued until the 32nd minute of the game, until many fans were drowsy, feeling that this was another 'Arsenal routine' game.
"Boom!"
In the 33rd minute, Gerrard fired a Long Shot outside the Arsenal penalty area. The Football was blocked out of the penalty area by Thiago Silva's shoulder and flew to the right side of the penalty area.
There, Sagna and young player Sterling rushed to the landing point of the Football together. The two confronted each other many times before touching the ball, making them both a little staggering in the end.
"Boom!"
Sagna had already noticed that Sterling's center of gravity was very low, fearing that the opponent would adjust first and take the ball to break directly into their penalty area, he threw his body into the sky and cleared the ball forward with a flying kick.
On the left, Maël and Glen Johnson were both at the landing point of the Football. He glanced back, a few traces of confidence in his heart, wanting to lean against the opponent and stop the ball with his chest.
But unexpectedly, Glen Johnson's arms passed under his armpits, clamped him with arm strength, and pushed him to the side.
Maël was caught off guard and almost fell. After he stabilized his center of gravity, he realized that he might not be able to stop the ball in front of his chest, so he stepped forward, wanting to Header the ball to Van Persie, who was responding in the middle.
But as soon as he took a step forward, he felt Glen Johnson's right arm change from clamping to embracing, pulling him back.
"I'll do it!!"
A shout sounded, and Liverpool defender Skrtel in the middle rushed over and smashed the ball with his head towards Arsenal's half, completing the clearance.
"Hey!" Maël smiled helplessly, spread his hands towards the referee and shouted, "Can't you see it? Aren't you going to call it?!"
Seeing the referee shake his head, he understood that Glen Johnson's right hand should be in the referee's blind spot, and he could only swallow this small hidden loss.
"Skrtel clears the ball! Maël should be complaining to the referee. This is Arteta's Header interception in the midfield, and he smashes the ball back into Liverpool's half again!
"The broadcast lens is rotating back and forth during this period, which is dazzling.
"Şahin is at the landing point of the Football, reaching out his leg to hook the Football, but he didn't jump up! Mistake! The Football enters Maël's control range again!"
"On the field, Maël saw Şahin's clearance error right in front of him, and then saw the football heading straight towards him. His eyes lit up, and he quickly turned around following the ball, facing the direction of attack.
Before turning, he was slightly worried that if Glen Johnson pressed up at this moment, he probably wouldn't have time to react.
But after turning around, looking at Glen Johnson retreating, a smile appeared on his lips. The opponent was probably still a little afraid of being passed, choosing to stand his ground first, anyway, he was still far from the goal.
It was at this moment, when he specifically looked at Glen Johnson, that he saw Reina's positioning in the goal seemed too far forward.
"Bang!!"
Without any hesitation, having just seen this scene, he didn't even realize it himself, his right leg, as if by Muscle Memory, spiraled, folded, and struck the football, unleashing a long-range Volley.
Lob shot!
Also a long-range Volley!!
This was definitely a scene that no one could react to in time. Maël was clearly nearly 40 meters away from the goal, shouldn't he have brought down the high ball first? Why was he in such a hurry to shoot?
And so, everyone's eyes followed the football as it flew towards the goal with a fluttering trajectory in the sky, and soon they also saw Reina's figure diving to save, and the figure falling to the ground.
"Swish!" At the last moment, the football smashed into the upper right corner of the goal, sticking dead in the far corner.
Goal! One to zero!
"Yeahhhh!!"
"It's in this time! Maël, a celestial World Wave! Another divine goal! Ooh... at least a third of his career goals are World Waves, right? Maybe even more?
"Arsenal are leading Liverpool one-nil away from home!! This is not surprising, what is surprising is the way Maël scored!"
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On the field, Maël sprinted to the sidelines, making a gesture of charging up a punch from the spot, then turned and high-fived his teammates with a smile.
4th Premier League goal! "Clap!"
On the sidelines, Professor Wenger and Philip also stopped talking, smiling and giving each other a heavy high-five, seemingly sensing that this might be an unusual game.
"Bip!!"
The game restarted, and Liverpool's players seemed to be used to conceding goals, with no major psychological fluctuations.
"Bang, pa...!"
Four minutes later, Kyle Walker completed a solid tackle in the backcourt. He won in a violent foot-to-foot challenge with Borini, taking possession of the ball without fouling by kicking the opponent down.
"Bang, bang..."
He dribbled the ball towards Liverpool's backcourt, constantly looking for an opportunity to pass the ball to Maël.
It was a pity that there were too many people marking him, and he couldn't pass the ball, so he simply dribbled the ball all the way forward.
Maël also noticed that Kyle Walker was about to insert himself into the attack, and subconsciously moved towards the center, giving the opponent space to make a move.
"Bang!"
More than 10 seconds later, Kyle Walker finally stumbled past Glen Johnson, and with his less proficient left foot, he hit a Cross towards the center.
The ball had great speed and a sharp curve, but the quality wasn't high; the football clearly flew behind all the players trying to get into position, and no one was in the right spot to compete for it.
"Ah," many Arsenal fans were already regretting, but suddenly they saw Maël lean his body forward, his left foot lifting from behind to hook towards the front.
The sound of regret stopped abruptly, everyone's breathing paused for a moment, and time seemed to slow down a lot.
"Thwack!!"
Maël's left heel rubbed the football from behind, only touching a little bit, but enough to change the ball's trajectory.
This cross itself had great force, and with his touch, it accelerated towards the goal, rushing into the net before all the defending players could react, "Swish!"
"Come on!"
After touching the ball, Maël almost lost his balance, taking a few steps towards the sideline to steady himself. At this moment, he turned around and saw the ball go in, his feet didn't stop, he spread his hands and raised his arms, shouting and accelerating his run.
From other people's perspective, it looked like he had shot with his heel and then ran to the sideline, celebrating in advance with a flourish, and successfully pulled it off! "Aaaahhhh!!" The Arsenal fans at the scene cheered again. After these 2 goals, it can be said that there is not much suspense about the victory.
"The ball went in again! Two to zero!! It's Maël again! A scorpion kick from the gods!! He's just too amazing!!"
"In 3 Premier League games, he has scored 5 goals and has 2 assists. Is he really going to start an era of averaging 2 goals per game in the Premier League?!"
"…"
On the sidelines, Wenger and Philip looked at each other and smiled with some shock, as if they felt Maël's performance was incredible.
They then shook hands and hugged each other, staring at Maël, who ran to the sidelines to celebrate, with admiring eyes.
The game is getting interesting!
Maël seems to have another chance to play a memorable classic game in the Premier League.
The two of them will no longer feel indifferent, but will seriously pay attention to this game.
"In a short period of time, 2 shots scored 2 goals! This is just like the principle I said before, forwards have the opportunity to explode like this, especially an excellent forward like him! "It's hard not to mourn for Rodgers. His 3-game Premier League losing streak after taking office at Liverpool is waiting for him."
"…"
On the other side, Rodgers scratched his hair hard, walked to the bench in frustration, picked up a tactical board and spoke to the assistant coach.
While adjusting the tactics, his eyes locked on Maël for a while, but in the end, he lowered his head in a daze.
"Beep! Beep——!"
The first half of the game ended like this. After a 15-minute break, the players from both sides stepped onto the field again to start the second half.
"Bang!"
In the 54th minute, Thiago Silva made an accurate long pass and found Van Persie, who was in the middle of the open space to receive the ball.
"Pa!" General Van Persie headed the ball with his chest, pushing it to the side, towards the direction in front of Maël.
"Deng deng deng!!"
Maël quickly stepped up, using the instep of his foot to direct the ball forward when it first fell, the football bounced forward, on his previous running route, everything was just right.
He looked around left and right, and found that 4 defensive players formed a circle-like defensive zone, locking his route in any direction.
However, he has seen this kind of defense a lot, and he never regards it as a 4-man encirclement team, but as a 1-man frontal defense team.
As long as his movements are quick enough, no matter which direction he breaks through, he has a chance to break the encirclement by breaking through one person! No hesitation, break through! "Close! Close! Protect!" Glen Johnson seemed to have realized Maël's intention to force his way through, and quickly urged the other three players to tighten the encirclement.
"Pa!"
However, Maël's action had already come. He elegantly flicked the ball over Glen Johnson's head at high speed, and then flashed towards the center.
Another fancy flick to get past the defender!! At the edge of the left side of the penalty area, Maël, who had completed the breakthrough, glanced at the goal. Recalling his two amazing goals just now, he used his shooting technique with a fiery touch to shoot at the football that was about to land.
"Bang...!!"
At the instant the football landed, the instep of his right foot that he kicked out hit the middle of the football fiercely, drawing the ball out at a height close to a driven shot, and smashing it towards the far corner of the goal.
His connection was very fast, and there was not a trace of lag in his movements. From the first to the last, they were extremely smooth! Because he used his most familiar Long Shot technique, the speed of this ball was faster than any of his previous shots, and it didn't give Reina any chance to prove himself.
"Swish!!" The football smashed into the side netting on the right, causing the ball to dent sharply.
The third goal! Three to zero!!
"Haha...!"
Maël even laughed a little, and kept a bright smile as he ran to the sidelines to celebrate. He really didn't expect that he would complete a Hat-trick with three consecutive shots.
And it was such a wonderful and violent Hat-trick!
"Yeahh!!"
After arriving at the sidelines, he performed his signature side handspring plus somersault celebration, which seemed to be a common celebration when he scored a hat.
After landing, breaking free from General Van Persie and others who were hugging him from behind, he waved his right arm vigorously towards the stands, determined to complete the full celebration "Vamos!!"
The 6th Premier League goal!!
"Wow... I really don't know what to say. Three to zero, Maël scores the first Hat-trick of the new season! It happened after he received the UEFA Best Player trophy!
"This is a World Wave Hat-trick! The viewing is beyond doubt, I can't remember a more amazing Hat-trick than this for a while! It's amazing! This will be a Hat-trick that often appears in highlight reels! "It seems that after the UEFA Awards Ceremony, he has gained a lot of encouragement and more confidence!"
"…"
On the sidelines, against the backdrop of Professor Wenger and Philip putting their hands on their foreheads with a look of intoxication, Rodgers looked at the players kneeling on the ground with disappointment, as if he had a bone stuck in his throat.
If losing to West Brom at the start of the season was a disgrace, then the three amazing goals that Maël scored at Anfield in this game were three nails that completely nailed him to the pillar of shame.
These three goals will accompany his entire coaching career, and his expression will become the object of rotation on major websites.
Whether he still has the confidence to lead Liverpool well, he will never forget this painful and cruel experience at the beginning.
"Beep!"
On the field, the Liverpool players completely lost all resistance, their mistakes and fouls gradually increased, and chaos abounded.
Fortunately, it was at Anfield, and behind them stood one of the most loyal fans in the world, otherwise the stands would have been empty long ago, and all the fans would have left early to protest.
"Beep!"
However, soon, the Liverpool fans who did not leave the stadium began to wonder if it was a good choice to still be sitting here.
In the 69th minute of the game, Agger, who had been brave for almost the entire game, tripped Cazorla in front of the penalty area, giving Arsenal a free kick with a very good position, and he also received a second yellow card and was sent off.
In fact, it was a loss either way, and the game was coming to an end, so Agger's sending off was not a very heavy blow to them.
Most importantly, Maël stood in front of the football again, looking like he was about to blast a free kick himself.
The three previous world wave goals were still fresh in everyone's minds. If he took another shot and scored, wouldn't that be a four-goal world wave feat? Many Liverpool fans covered their eyes, not daring to watch the field. If someone really achieved such a feat at Anfield Stadium, their feelings would be very complicated and sad.
"Huff."
The broadcast camera focused on Maël, who looked at the goal, taking deep breaths to adjust his heart rate, trying to get himself into the best possible state.
"Maël, this will be a decisive moment. If this ball goes in, the value of his first three goals will be raised another level!" Reina stood in front of the goal, arching his body. It was clear that he was somewhat flustered. After all, the young man standing in front of him had already pierced his net three times from long range tonight!
"Let's see the run-up and shot!! He chose the left side!!"
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"Bang!!"
On the right side of the Liverpool penalty area, Maël rushed forward and unleashed a gorgeous curved shot, his right foot wrapping around the football as it soared into the sky, sending the ball towards the far corner of the goal.
Right-sided free kicks are usually taken by left-footed players. Even if a right-footed player takes it, the better choice is definitely to hit the near corner where the wall is.
Because of the wall's presence, the goalkeeper will definitely be closer to the far corner, which is undefended, and will always be wary of shots towards the far corner. Forcing a shot into the far corner is easy for the goalkeeper to directly collect.
But a large arc changes everything! "Swish!"
All the fans in the West Stand directly facing Liverpool goalkeeper Reina, as well as some fans in the North Stand and South Stand, saw an amazing scene.
The rapidly spinning football initially curved towards the middle of the wall, looking like it was heading towards the middle of the goal. Even with a large arc, it would only be slightly off-center towards the far corner, so the threat didn't seem very great.
However, when Reina, standing at the far corner, moved one step towards the center, preparing to catch the ball, the football showed no signs of slowing down its spin, continuing to curve towards the far corner, and finally smashed into the far corner post.
Reina didn't react at all. After moving one step towards the center, he stood there like a wooden man, as if he was stunned.
"Yeahhhh!!" When the hysterical shouts of more than 4,000 Arsenal fans echoed throughout Anfield Stadium, overshadowing all the Liverpool fans.
Liverpool fans understood one thing: they should have started moving, passed through that damn exit, and left Anfield Stadium!
The ball went in again!
A four-goal world wave feat!
"Ah!!"
Maël's gaze shifted from the lost faces of the Liverpool players to the sidelines. He opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and roared wildly, dispersing the heat in his heart at this moment.
The hairs on his body stood on end, and he felt as if the blood flowing through his body was boiling, leaving him in a state of unstoppable excitement.
Volley, bicycle kick, powerful shot, curved shot! This was an unprecedented four-goal feat!!
"Fuck the football...!"
His body trembling, he lunged forward, sliding across the wet Anfield turf, cursing to release his passion.
After sliding to the end, he spread his hands with a look of satisfaction, looking back at his teammates who were following him.
"Another one! The fourth!! Truly getting better year by year, Maël has completed a four-goal feat in the Premier League for the first time!"
The broadcast camera was now fixed on Maël's back. Zhan Jun's roaring commentary carried a hint of regret for Liverpool fans, "7 goals and 2 assists in 3 games, is he about to start an era of 3 goals per game?" Too terrifying! I wasn't sure when he scored a hat-trick just now, but now with the four-goal feat, I might be able to say that sentence.
"This may be the most powerful four-goal feat in the world! Whether from its difficulty, its aesthetic appeal, or the opponent faced, the player's personal situation at the time, it will definitely go down in history!"
""Kacha, kacha, kacha!" Through the broadcast lens, countless reporters could be seen surrounding Maël, some even jumping over the advertising boards.
His sliding celebration photos from every angle later appeared on the headlines of major social media platforms.
"The world's most powerful poker! Maël scores 4 goals against Liverpool at Anfield! Podolski then adds the icing on the cake, scoring his first Premier League goal for Arsenal, with Gerrard salvaging some face for Liverpool at the last moment!" - BBC Column
In the post-match press conference room, Wenger sat at the podium, smiling as he faced the reporters' questions.
"I swear I haven't seen such a poker before, not even if you only count the first three goals."
The delight on Wenger's face hadn't faded as he spoke, shaking his head, "I still can't come to my senses, I feel like my brain is still stuck at the moment when he scored the third and fourth goals.
"Too shocking, 4 goals that words can't describe, no Premier League player has ever done that."
"Not even Henry?" a reporter asked, trying to stir things up.
Wenger raised his eyebrows, long accustomed to such questions, and calmly replied, "Henry is also an excellent striker, but to be honest, he hasn't done that before, and I believe he would admit it too, haha..."
"Maël has 7 goals and 2 assists in 3 games, do you think this is a short-term burst or...?" a reporter asked.
"Absolutely not."
Wenger answered first, then explained with a smile, "In his debut season, some reporters said it was a short-term burst, a flash in the pan; at the beginning of last season, some people said the same thing.
"But he has proven twice with his actions that this increasingly better performance is not just a burst, but the performance he should have after his ability has improved and grown.
"Maybe he did have a burst in this game, but that doesn't mean his form will decline. We can all feel what kind of player he is in training, and we also believe that he is a completely new version of himself this season."
The reporters nodded, not surprised by this answer, and could only record it first, to see if there would be a boomerang scenario in the future.
Someone then asked, "Arsenal has achieved 3 consecutive victories in the past 3 games, and their unbeaten streak has reached 41 games. What is the team's goal this season?"
Wenger thought for a long time, and finally looked up and said, "I actually hope that we not only break the team's 49-game unbeaten record, nor just Milan's 58 games, I want to go unbeaten for another season."
After saying this, he elegantly bid farewell and left, striding out of the press conference room with his long legs, leaving behind a group of dumbfounded reporters.
"Go unbeaten for another season?" Some reporters widened their eyes, feeling that this was an impossible goal to achieve. No team would achieve 76 games unbeaten, especially in such a fiercely competitive league.
However, people remembered that at the end of the season before the 03-04 season, Professor Wenger had also made a bold statement, saying that he would strive to win the title unbeaten next season, and he did it all the way under pressure.
Does he have a chance this time?
"Arsenal wins 5-1 against Liverpool! Goal difference surpasses Manchester United to top the Premier League! Is it another year of Red and White cavalry dominating England?" - AS
"Wenger makes a bold statement, not just 49 games unbeaten, nor just 58 games unbeaten, but to create another miracle! Aiming for two seasons unbeaten!" - The Times
"Maël's magical poker, scoring 7 goals in 3 games, leading the second place by 3 goals and firmly sitting at the top of the scorer list. On the assist list, he is temporarily behind Chelsea's Mata and Hazard." - Premier League Official
"After winning the UEFA Best Player, Arsenal Football Club allowed me to choose a small facility in the stadium, saying that I could design a small change to reward and commemorate it, which is a great honor.
"I chose the goal net of the stadium. I hope it is interwoven with Red and White, with club characteristics. You will be able to see it at the next home game, and I also hope that I can be the first to blast through that brand new goal net! "Also, happy poker!" - Maël's social media post with a photo of him holding the poker ball
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