The distance was too far, just two meters past the center line, definitely no chance for a direct shot on goal.

Those super long-distance shots only succeed because the goalkeeper's positioning is off, plus a bit of luck.

A free kick from this distance has absolutely no chance of going directly in.

Zhao Gang stood in front of the ball and sent a long pass. On the left, Phillip chested the ball down and charged forward with it!

He always remembered Falk's instructions.

Cheat! Fall!

Such words couldn't be said in front of outsiders, but it was indeed a tactic.

Now that Arsenal was down a man, it didn't have too much impact on their offense, but their defense would have gaps.

Taking advantage of the fact that Arsenal hadn't fully adapted to playing with ten men, Phillip, with his good experience, accelerated his pace and broke through on the wing.

Rosicky, who had been following Phillip, wasn't any slower and had enough defensive experience.

He almost completely locked down Phillip’s breakthrough route, leaving him with probably only the option to pass back.

At this moment, Jobes saw an opportunity and came in from the other side, trying to cooperate with Rosicky to directly steal the ball!

Phillip seized the opportunity and flicked the ball up. Just as Jobes leaned in, before he could even get his foot in, Phillip's body collided with him. He fell directly to the ground.

*BEEP!!!*

Jobes, with his hands raised, looked at the referee in disbelief.

"Phillip still has some experience. He almost had no passing route. If Jobes hadn't rushed in so recklessly, Phillip would likely have lost possession of the ball." Shen Jian, watching Phillip's actions, nodded incessantly, thinking this guy was alright, playing with his brain.

He dared to make a move even against Arsenal's defense.

"Yeah, if this were the Premier League, they might not have called it," the supportive commentator added.

"Indeed, this is a Europa League match, and Arsenal's players may disagree with the refereeing standards."

"This distance, this position, for Zhao Gang, it should be a good scoring opportunity."

Falk stared tensely at the field, at Zhao Gang.

Many of the fans in the stadium also stood up, watching with anticipation.

They were deeply impressed by Zhao Gang's goals from this distance and this position!

Whether in the league or in the Europa League, he had scored several direct free kicks!

"6666!"

"6666!"

"One more!"

"Brothers, let's all 6 it up!"

"The atmosphere squad is entering!"

"Steady as Hammarby!"

Seeing Zhao Gang standing in front of the ball, the live broadcast comments went wild.

Shen Jian looked at the comments and couldn't help but laugh.

"Some fans are asking why everyone is刷666(shuā liù liù liù - spamming 666), is the live broadcast delayed and they've already scored?"

"Well, no, fans asking this question must have just started following Norwich."

"Yes, that should be the case, because Zhao Gang's chances of scoring a direct free kick from this distance and position are as high as fifty-five percent, and the probability of creating a goal directly reaches eighty percent.

This data is based on previous statistics, and it is indeed terrifying. It will be difficult to maintain it, but it is indeed worth all the fans' expectations!"

"Yes, this probability is indeed frightening. The probability of creating a scoring opportunity has exceeded that of many penalty takers. Let's wait and see!"

Shen Jian's commentary was still calm, but his heart was already pounding with excitement.

Score!

Score!

It must go in!

Even if he had seen a hundred, a thousand direct free kicks scored, he would still be full of anticipation for the next one!

"Arsenal's defensive positioning is very dense! It seems they've had special training!"

Zhao Gang looked at the free-kick route and found a golden route with a probability of over eighty percent.

You're the one!

Zhao Gang took a deep breath and charged towards the ball.

The Norwich players standing in front of the Arsenal wall quickly ran to both sides.

"This tactic has been practiced in advance, the Norwich players have spread out. The wall does leave a gap!" Shen Jian's voice rose.

"And the ball is going right through that gap!"

The Arsenal wall jumped up and, realizing it was a half-high ball that didn't go over their heads, hurriedly turned their heads to look back.

The ball was extremely fast. The goalkeeper had already seen the route and pushed off with his feet, but it was too late!

He leaped into the air, stretching his arms out with all his might.

But he was still a little short. The goalkeeper's face twisted, oh no!

This guy's free kicks are too strong!

The Norwich fans opened their arms, ready to celebrate!

*BANG!!*

Just as the goalkeeper was despairing, a figure rushed over like a cannonball, hitting the ball with his head.

It went straight out of bounds!

"Oh no, Jobes!" Shen Jian sighed, slapping his thigh, "Jobes's play... is really... a good play..." Shen Jian almost cursed. A sure goal!

Jobes actually abandoned guarding his man and, when Zhao Gang kicked the ball, rushed to the far post at the first moment, heading out this certain goal!

A huge sound of regret erupted from Carrow Road.

The fans who were ready to celebrate held their heads and knelt on the ground.

Falk threw up his hands, his face full of disbelief.

He could predict this kind of ball in advance?

The Arsenal fans cheered, waving their jerseys and jumping up.

Who says only goals are exciting?

This kind of performance of heading out a certain goal is just as shocking!

Jobes clenched his fists and waved them forcefully, puffed out his chest, and roared at the sky.

The goalkeeper, who had scrambled to his feet, bumped into Jobes hard with his chest.

Awesome!

Beautiful!

Wonderful!

His teammates gathered around, rubbing Jobes's head, expressing their praise.

Jobes's spirits were greatly lifted. He clenched his fist and bumped his shoulder into Ospina, who was half a head taller than him.

At this time, he not only had to show his confidence, but also disrupt the opponent's mood!

These were some of the most common tricks on the field, and they didn't have much to do with character.

After all, it was competitive football.

Ospina turned around, and the two instantly butted heads.

Ospina lowered his head and butted heads with him, without the slightest bit of backing down.

The referee and both sets of teammates rushed over to pull the two apart.

"Little bitch," Jobes muttered incessantly as he was pulled away.

"Old geezer," Ospina, in the prime of his youth, retorted fiercely.

Upon hearing this, Jobes immediately wanted to rush over and demand an explanation.

Seeing this, Ospina also pushed away his teammates and was about to go at it!

The referee stood between the two, holding out a hand.

It would be easy for the two to deal with a referee, but neither dared to be reckless.

They were just cursing at each other and putting on an act.

Arsenal had been sent off a man and now desperately needed to boost morale. Jobes's actions were justifiable.

Moreover, if they could provoke Ospina and get him sent off, it would be a good thing for Arsenal.

After the little interlude, most of the players crowded into the penalty area.

There was still a corner kick to take!

"The injury time has already arrived, and the first half should be coming to an end."

"Hopefully, during the half-time break, Falk can redeploy his tactics to take advantage of Arsenal playing with one less man, consolidate the defense, and strive to equalize the score." Shen Jian commentated, even if Arsenal were playing with one less man, their strength was still considerable.

If Norwich wasn't careful, they might still concede a goal!