Handsome position is not easy

Chapter 121 The Price (2)

Chapter 121 Price ([-])

The ensuing game seemed to turn into a half-court drill for Real Madrid, with Roberto Carlos and Salgado taking turns attacking Porto's defence, not needing to give the ball to midfield, and the two wing-backs erupted. With great vitality, Alenichev and Capucho had long been forced to retreat to their own half, and even Deco and Young also pulled to the side to help defend.

Porto's dual-core is almost out of breath. Carlos can often attract at least two defenders on the left, and there is a veteran and steady Zidane in the middle who is responsible for stabilizing the rhythm. Every time Porto creates a small-scale numerical advantage to try When pressing, the Real Madrid players holding the ball will pass the ball to the French midfielder who is like a pinnacle.

Porto's players hadn't touched the ball for nearly 5 minutes. Mourinho saw it anxiously. He called on Brito to warm up the players on the bench. There are still two substitutions. The number of places, saving some time may help Porto survive this difficult time.

Deco, who was suppressed by Carlos on the left for a long time, felt as if he was holding back a ball of fire. Bosque just slightly adjusted the formation, and Real Madrid, who had been suppressed and beaten, became worse than gunpowder. Hot, especially the Brazilian fellow Carlos, the 1.6-meter-eight little man will show an indescribable smile towards himself every time he participates in the offense and defense.

The ball that came out of the siege in the chaos fell to Deco's feet. Driven by the anger, Porto's midfielder ignored his best partner Yang who was still far away on the left, and he didn't care if Postiga was the only one in front of him. At this point, he pushed the ball forward, and his speed was a few points faster than any previous breakthrough.

If you lose your mind, it will be difficult for the human body to avoid the danger in front of you subconsciously. Deco has forgotten what Mourinho has repeatedly reminded. The Brazilian rushed more than [-] meters, with Real Madrid in front of him in the middle A copper wall and an iron wall, but he rushed up without any scruples.

Deco, whose potential was stimulated by the anger, showed the Brazilian's innate dribbling talent to the fullest. Facing Makelele, he made three consecutive movements of pedaling the bicycle in a short moment, and the ball was on both sides. He alternated back and forth between his feet, his eyes were full of fanatical light, and under the influence of his inner emotions, Yang shouted loudly on the left and Deco couldn't hear him at all.

Finally, after the kind of crazy change of direction, Makelele showed some flaws, and Deco wrapped the ball and rushed to his left hand as soon as his eyes lit up, but the Frenchman was not affected. No matter what the impact, he followed after a slight pause, his face was full of a playful expression of inviting you into the urn, and Deco, who was rushing in front, was naturally invisible.

Deco, who took the ball and sprinted a few steps, already felt a little tired. The rapid advancement and the continuous change of direction are very exhausting. When he passed Makelele, he entered an anaerobic state. Lungs and muscles all send protesting signals to the brain.

Deco, who was almost staring at gold stars, looked up, trying to find a touch of yellow among the white jerseys in front of him, but Postiga did not appear in his sight, because Celades and Makelele were already behind Deco. A wall was built in front of them, or in other words, the door that used the "closed door tactic" clamped the Brazilian firmly in the crack of the door.

Makelele poked the ball with his foot, and Celades, who was full of energy, leaned against Deco's body. The fierce but fully compliant "closed the door" between the two made the Brazilian look like he had hit a real wall and lost his balance. On the ground, Deco's feet were soft and he jumped forward, while the two midfielders of Real Madrid still sandwiched him in the middle.

Porto's front waist fell forward in a twisted posture, and Celades, who was pressing on his side, blocked his left hand. Deco subconsciously stretched out his right arm to support the ground, but forgot that he was currently What kind of speed was it? When his right hand touched the turf, Deco seemed to hear a "click" from his bones, and then he rolled and hit the ground.

The Brazilian pinched his right elbow tightly with his left hand, and the piercing pain seemed to spread throughout his body in an instant. The muscles of Deco's entire upper body were twitching. Makelele and Celades looked at each other, and hurriedly He waved to the referee and the sidelines, signaling to stop the game and let the team doctor come in to observe Deco's injury.

Beads of sweat rolled down one by one from his forehead, and Deco felt that he could only take very short breaths, and taking more breaths would intensify the pain in his right arm. Yang and Posti who ran over quickly Jia wanted to see if there was any problem with him, but was stopped by the experienced Makelele: "Don't touch him, let your doctor deal with it."

Yang pursed his lips and glared at the Frenchman, but Postiga shook his head at the boy: "It's not a malicious foul, it's just that the posture of falling to the ground is wrong, and Anderson's hand couldn't hold it up."

While they were talking, Porto's team doctor had already rushed over from the sidelines. The leader was Rafat, an old man who had played for the club for decades. After taking a breath of fresh air, he immediately approached the Brazilian and asked, "Anderson, let go of your hand slowly, and I'll check for any fractures."

It took Deco a lot of effort to remove his left hand from his right arm. He didn't care about his strength under the pain, and his elbow was already red from being squeezed. Lafayette carefully touched his right arm, and then After a while, he stroked Deke's hair comfortingly:

"Don't worry, Anderson, you have no fractures, maybe some dislocations or bruises, but you absolutely can't continue playing. Come on, let's get off the field and deal with it, no, no stretcher, the bumps will not be kind to his injuries .”

Rafat signaled that the stretcher team could go back. He and two other team doctors supported Deco, whose arms were hanging down, and walked to the sidelines. Mourinho took everything into his eyes. Already knowing that Deco would not be able to persist any longer, Mourinho sighed, pulled Brito and whispered a few words, and waved his hand to tell the substitutes who were standing on the sidelines to quickly change their vests and adjust their sneakers and socks.

After replacing Deco who was injured and left the field with Paulinho Santos, Porto has completely entered a defensive state. Mourinho still made a gesture of controlling emotions to Young with concern. His precious midfielder has already injured a piece. , if this little guy with a thinner figure is injured again, he would even rather have this game against Real Madrid be slaughtered 5:0.

In the remaining ten minutes including stoppage time, Real Madrid was bombarding Porto's goal. Except for Postiga, everyone returned to their own backcourt. Make it impossible for them to compete for the header, and the young Portuguese striker probably has to come back to participate in the defense.

When the referee blew the whistle to end the game, there was a burst of angry boos at the Bernabeu Stadium. Real Madrid was shamefully tied by a Portuguese team at their home court. Although they later regained their face in the situation, But it did nothing to ease the anger of the fans over the result of the game.

Bosque looked at Mourinho, who couldn't tell whether he was in a good or bad mood, and his mind was full of thoughts of "frightening young people". Although he might be criticized by the media, the old man still took the initiative to walk over to Mourinho The Setubal also quickly held his hand, and the two played chess back and forth in the void on the invisible battlefield, and their hearts were full of sympathy.

However, when they recalled the number of injuries in the team, they all frowned again. This draw was really not easy, and the two teams also paid their own price. Ke is one of the most important members of Porto.

Mourinho's heart is full of bitterness. If he has determined the strategy of sticking to the stick early, can the injury of his favorite general be avoided?
It is always impossible to predict in advance, because this is football, no one knows what will happen in the next second, so it is exciting and helpless.

 Why is the UEFA Champions League still not coming~
  
 
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