"Well done Forest." Taylor praised the home side from the stands for holding the lead until the end of the first half, "Of course, I'm not saying they played pretty, or because they were one goal ahead. In fact, in the first two rounds, Arsenal's defence has been in trouble and has been scored by opponents, but Forest's control of the rhythm has shown us a little .......

"A little hope of toppling Arsenal!" Gray shouted that he was not afraid of offending Arsenal supporters.

Donn couldn't hear the praise from the two commentators, but he could see with his eyes that the situation on the field was now in Forest's favor. The fans in the stands cheered for the Forest team, even the assistant coach David, who was sitting next to him. Chris Rac also smiled when he watched the game.

He really didn't expect such a result - a one-point lead, completely limiting his opponents.

But Don frowned and didn't show the slightest joy. When the TV camera occasionally swept his face, his expression must have misled many viewers who had just turned on the TV into thinking that the Forest were falling behind.

Playing an opponent like Arsenal, with Forest's current ability, even a one-goal lead will not reassure Done.

1:0 is the most unsafe score in Donne's own mind.

Soon, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half to the cheers of the Forest fans, and the Arsenal players walked briskly to the tunnel with their heads down, not unhappy with the scoreline, but frustrated that they had been at a disadvantage in the first half - they were beaten by a promoted team and could not organize any effective attack. Their style of play is ahead of the league in this league, but look at their opponents? Rough fouls, pressing back and forth at the expense of physical strength, endless small actions, plus a little favoritism from the referee, there is no way to beat them.

The Arsenal players gasped for air back in the dressing room, looking more tired than the Forest players who had been running non-stop in the first half.

Arsene Wenger certainly doesn't see this as a precursor to fitness problems. He stood in the locker room, scanning the field. No matter what, the morale of the team cannot be lost.

"I thought the last league game was the most crucial game for us." The Frenchman spoke, his voice not high, his speed unhurried, as if he were saying something that had nothing to do with him. 'Remember how we were beaten at home to Middlesbrough? We conceded two goals in three minutes to make it 3-1. At that time, everybody thought we were finished, and it looked like the pressure to tie the record was a little too heavy. But what was the final score? 5：3。 Arsene Wenger held out a pair of hands, five in his left hand and three in his right.

"I think after that fight, you've all learned how to deal with this thing. Although we are rivals with Forest, their manager Tony? Don is right when he says it: records are meant to be broken from the moment they appear. Put your mind on the game and don't think about the future. ”

With that said, Wenger looked at Cesc Fabregas again. The Spanish lad was still panting with his head down, and it looked like he was beaten by that George? Wood wrapped it tightly.

So he asked, "Sesk, what do you think of the other party's No. 13?" ”

Hearing the manager call him, Fabregas raised his head, his breath suddenly stabilized, and he shook his head: "No problem, I can handle it." ”

Wenger smiled, not damaging the proud young man's self-esteem. Although he could see that Cesc Fabregas was facing George, who was better than him physically? Wood, it didn't do too well. Maybe it would have been a different story if Patrick Vieira had been there, with his experience, skill and physicality putting the control of the midfield back into our hands. Unfortunately...... Patrick Vieira was injured before the season.

"It's good, in the second half you take care to reduce the amount of time the ball stays with you."

Cesc Fabregas nodded. Twice in a row in that little-known George? Wood had a stumbling block, and for the proud Cesc Fabregas, it was the first time it had happened.

Wenger is clear about Fabregas' thoughts. But he didn't say it, but turned around and went to discuss the gains and losses of the first half with captain Thierry Henry, one watching the game in the upper and lower dugouts, and the other experiencing it on the field, and it was necessary for the two to summarize their respective feelings.

On the other hand, the atmosphere in the dressing room of the leading Foresters at home was not as high as one might think. Because the players who came in from the outside found that Donne's brows were always furrowed, and they didn't know where they didn't do a good job, which made the head coach's face very ugly, and they didn't dare to speak loudly.

Fortunately, Don quickly told them the answer: "Do you know why I'm frowning?" You've done a great job, and I should praise you, praise you. But there's forty-five minutes left in the game, and I want you to know that. It's not safe to have a one-goal lead, we put too much focus on defending after the goal in the first half, and we have to change it a little bit in the second half......"

He pointed to the tactical board where the lineups of both sides had been drawn.

'When we're on the ball, Franck Ribery, Ashley? Young, the two of you cut in a little bit and give up the flanks to Barnes and Zim Bonda in the back, and let them pull the two Arsenal full-backs. Then you see the right time to insert it through the ribs. "Demi, your task is to get the ball to the ribs of the opposing defence. If the opponent starts to pay attention to this position, go straight to the middle lane. ”

Albertini nodded as he looked at the staggered arrows and dotted solid lines on the tactical board, and he felt that he was in the right shape for a match like this.

Donn looked at Wood again and said to him, "George, when we're attacking with the ball, your main responsibility is to protect Demy, you know how, right?" ”

Wood nodded.

"It's good that everybody is clear about what they're aiming for. Don't let up, we're not playing against a team of the same level as the First Division, and I hope to celebrate with everyone after the game! ”

Don slapped his face, then clenched his fist.

"Let those who look down on us die!"

(To be continued)