His rhythm was completely different from everyone else's. At that moment, running at full speed without the ball, it was as if a top-tier track athlete had mistakenly wandered onto a soccer field.
"Fack.....!" Fabregas cursed angrily behind him as he turned around to chase, unwilling to give up.
"Thump thump...!"
On the right flank, Gervinho dribbled the ball forward. Seeing Giroud and Van Persie in position, he sent a cross over. Naturally, he also wanted to contribute an assist to impress Wenger.
However, after passing the ball, he grimaced and hunched over; the force of the ball seemed a bit light and might drop at the near post.
He watched the penalty area nervously and saw Giroud running towards the near post. Immediately, Giroud lowered his body into a very awkward position, flicking the ball back just as he lost balance and fell to the ground.
"Thud thud thud.....!"
