[Football] King Of Europe

Chapter 47 Treble 45

"Just now his shoes were worn away by that fan..." The fourth official returned with a smile, "It is unbelievable that he took away the shoes of your No. 15 player under heavy siege. Fortunately, we got them back. Here it comes... Hey, Mr. Mourinho, what's the matter with you?"

He turned his head to the field, with a look of sudden realization: "Ah... so he has already changed a pair of spare sneakers, I thought I was too late!"

Mourinho gritted his teeth in his heart, isn't it because he came too late!

He was very upset now, especially when he saw the dead child "slapping" and "slapping" the sneakers on his feet, he almost couldn't hold back, and kicked the copper-colored one under his feet away.

Question marks were written all over the face of the fourth official. Frightened by his momentum, he couldn't help but take a step back when he stepped forward.

calm down!

No big deal, hey man, calm down, you don't want to concoct a "flying boot door" in Portugal!What he did was actually no big deal!

Mourinho exhaled, and finally forced himself to calm down a bit, then raised his eyebrows at the fourth official: "We want to change!"

Usually it was the assistant coaches who communicated in the past, but now he couldn't help it anymore, and he just rolled up his sleeves!

The fourth official wiped his sweat: "Who do you want to replace... Mr. Mourinho!"

Who else could there be? !

"It's the owner of your shoes... Sebastian Kalonperitz!!!"

——The lawless, daring, proud and willful NO.15!

The poor fourth official was so frightened by his low but growling voice that he was sweating, and even stuttered a little: "But, but...Mr. Mourinho, you just replaced him!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he wished he could bite off his tongue. It's none of his business. Mourinho can change it if he wants. Anyway, Porto has to follow his heart!

Sure enough, Mourinho's voice was lower again, with strong aggressiveness: "I think I am the coach of Porto."

The fourth official is really about to cry now, he wished he didn't say anything, why he brought the shoes over by himself: "Okay, okay! Mr. Mourinho...but now on the field Free kick, we have to wait until the ball is dead."

After saying this, he immediately put down his shoes and prepared the electronic card for the substitution like burning his butt. It was only halfway that he remembered that Mourinho had just said that he was going to replace Sebastian. But it didn't say who to replace!

He was simply... so frightened by Mourinho that his IQ dropped!

"Porto's free kick! On the left side of the stadium, not far from the penalty area, very good position!" The commentator finally turned his attention back, "The farce just now is over, and the streaking fans are pushed out However, Leiria's defender did not escape punishment. He was shown a red card by the referee and was sent off because of his irrational actions! At the same time, Porto also got a free kick in the golden position. !"

"Leria now has one less man than Porto and they have to play with ten men for the remaining 30-odd minutes... It's not good news for them. The crazy defense in the first half took a lot of energy from them, the second half It's a huge challenge for their physical strength, Porto's Deco and Sebastian, this combination is amazing... But that's all later, they have to deal with this free kick first."

"Leria made a wall on the pitch, and Porto stood in front of the ball... Aha, Deco and Sebastian. Porto's free kicks have always been taken by the midfielder, but I don't know Which of the two of them made the penalty..." The young and rhythmic voice explained the situation on the field, the players of Porto and Leiria were already in position, and there were still some small movements in their hands, which provoked the referee non-stop warning.

Fan stands.

Jim Ryan stared down with great interest. Porto's No. 15 Deco and No. [-] Sebastian both stood in front of the ball. They were one on the left and one on the right, and it seemed that anyone could kick it.

The Manchester United scout whistled: "Jorge, who do you think punished?"

Mendes shrugged his shoulders: "How do I know?! It depends on the arrangement of Jose's team!"

"But you must not think so in your heart!" Jim Ryan said with great certainty, "You must want that little guy to be punished!"

Hey, how dare he conclude that he must want Sebastian to punish him?A smirk hung on Mendes' face: "You can't say that, Jim... Both of them are players I signed!"

In fact, half of Porto is about to be signed by him. In the beginning, there was only Sebastian and Deco who were managed by him. The original agent terminated the contract and switched to his subordinates.Of course Mendes welcomes this very much. After Porto won the UEFA Cup, the value of the players in the team has increased a lot!And he believed in Jose's ability and would never let him down!

Jim Ryan was thoughtful, with a contemplative look on his face—the two midfielders in Porto are actually under his banner? !

Mourinho was expressionless, and the fourth official pulled over the electronic card and wiped his sweat.

Players from both sides on the field were still pushing and shoving, and the commentator still wanted to tease, but the next moment, the voice changed completely, "Ohhhhh!!!!!!"

The eardrums of the fans were instantly shattered, but then there was an even more high-spirited one: "gooooooooooooooooooooool!!!!"

Just like the boat that was still drifting on the calm river fell down the waterfall, at that moment the loud and clear male voice suddenly rose, and Alfonso Enrique roared around him in the stadium, as if he wanted to show his lung capacity, Never stop.

The round ball bounced in the net, setting off white waves. Leiria's goalkeeper stood on the goal line blankly, as if he had become a sculpture.

"What a beautiful goal!" he used the aria, changing his voice to be more ornate.The previous complaints from the bottom of my heart have disappeared, and I am only glad that I commented on this game, "...Scoring the goal directly! Bypassing the human wall! Incredible arc!"

The Leiria players fell to the ground in pain, covering their faces with their hands, as if they were silently grieving.

However, Porto hugged into a ball.

"From... Porto No. 15 Sebastian! In the end between him and Deco, it was he who took the kick. Deco ran from the front first, but it was just a confusing movement. He kicked A curveball! Over the wall! Reminiscent of dancing streamers, with incredible resilience—"

"——and unrepeatable splendor." Jim Ryan murmured, his eyes almost straightened.Yes, the information he got said that the boy was good at free kicks, but the reports of scouts are always comprehensive, and it does not mean that he is excellent.He once saw Sebastian's beautiful curveball in the video, although he thought it was wonderful at the time, it was not as good as it is now——

The right foot is used as a support, and the left foot is golden.

No words can compare to the shock of what I saw with my own eyes.

Mendes looked at the Manchester United scout beside him, thinking about whether he should do something - no way, he was really afraid that Jim Ryan's eyeballs would just fall out.

The weird arc even made him immediately think of David Beckham who had just left, but the next moment, he remembered another person.

"Robert Carlos... This reminds me of that super curve ball scored by Carlos in Brazil against France in the Four Nations Invitational Tournament in 1997! It is completely against the law, incredible curve, the goalkeeper is completely cheated, there is no one at all. Action! Barthez said at the time that he thought the ball was flying towards the corner flag!"

Fanatical fans have already recalled the unavoidable master and the earth-shattering goal in the history of free kicks, and at the next moment, the commentator also threw out a blockbuster: "If I remember correctly... Sebastian Ann said in an interview that he was very fond of Roberto Carlos!"

"Is this the reason that drives him to play like this? The perfect instep of the left foot, even though it is only the first goal of the season, is completely enough to be selected as the best of the season!"

The fans in the stadium were already going crazy, hugging and kissing, watching the playback on the big screen over and over again.Those who had managed to get through the 15 minutes of half-time in front of the TV, or watched a bunch of Porto highlights, also opened their eyes wide at this moment, and their hearts were beyond shock.

They are all fans, and they all love football equally. What can arouse their hearts is of course-only the most beautiful goals!

And the replay of the direct free kick is so pleasing to the eye, so beautiful that some thoughts in their hearts are just around the corner.

Even Mourinho was stunned for a moment, but the next moment, he began to clenched his fists on the sidelines to celebrate unceremoniously.Porto's coaching bench was already stunned. Even the players and the coaches were all staring at the big screen, with countless eyeballs protruding, wondering if they were delusional.

"God, am I right... Jose!"

Mourinho patted his assistant coach.

"In training, in training... I have never seen him kick out!!!" Boas grabbed Mourinho's shoulder, feeling like he was dreaming, "From the youth team to the first team... everything Never seen it!"

Mourinho thought to himself that he had only seen it once in an official game, and it was only the second time now. How could there be so many opportunities to watch this kind of ball, and it would be good to play one in a lifetime.

But this definitely does not prevent his mood from getting better, it is as bright as the spring sun in Porto in March, and this mood has been maintained until Sebastian laughed and ran towards him, "pata", "pata" "Looking at the shoes on his feet.

The Porto marshal's heart was full of alarm bells, and he took a step back without hesitation. Standing next to him, the smiling substitute Pedro Emmanuel opened his arms and greeted him immediately.

"Ah, Pedro!"

"What a beautiful goal!"

"Thank you! I think it's beautiful too!" Sebastian laughed, his tail almost uncontrollable.He was very happy, even though he was stopped by his teammates, he smiled happily, and ran towards his original goal again.

and many more!

How could Pedro Emmanuel hug him and run towards the pitch!

That's not how the script was written at all!

He felt as if he had read it wrong, but Emmanuel really ran onto the field, and Sebastian, who was completely in a state of confusion, turned around and saw the fourth official smiling at him.

Sebastian smiled back and was about to walk towards Mourinho, but he froze as soon as he took a step.

Who will tell him why "15" is on the electronic card of the fourth official!

The author has something to say: The title gentleman chased the author and cried loudly, angrily complaining that that idiot cut off half of his body yesterday

The obsessive-compulsive person grabbed the author's collar and warned not to change his beautiful update time

There is a wolf in front and a tiger in the back qaq

#I'm still stupid to die! #

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