The ball circled back as if it had eyes, right on the path of Harland's running!

At this time, Otamendi and Haaland were advancing hand in hand, neck and neck.

But soon Haaland was half a body, one body over!

The speed was obviously not as good as Harland's, and Otamendi knew it was going to be bad.

If Haaland is allowed to pass, it will be a one-man attack, which will be more dangerous than bad.

He must not be allowed to rush over and get the ball.

So he decisively stretched out his hands and grabbed Harland's right arm.

This is suicide, I would rather be sent off.

Although Harland didn't want to stop, he was still grabbed.

It stopped reluctantly, and the referee's whistle sounded promptly.

Then he took out a topaz card.

"Walter?"

"Why just the topaz card? Shouldn't this be the ruby ​​card?"

"The referee is just forcing the suspense."

"Otamendi should have been sent off with a red card!"

"It's so embarrassing."

"Is this what the FA means? Or is this what the referee means?"

"I can't stand it anymore..."

Guardiola had already closed his eyes, thinking that Otamendi would go down, but he didn't expect that the referee would show mercy...

The Arsenal fans in the stands were already shouting curses, greeting Otamendi and the referee.

Emery once again ran to the fourth official to protest.

Teammates also surrounded the referee, but none of this changed the referee's decision.

Arsenal only won a set-piece opportunity in the frontcourt, but it was in a good position.

Only Luo Wu walked to the spot where the foul was committed in a muffled voice. Without saying anything, he quietly placed the ball...

Isn't this also an opportunity?
Chapter completed!