Midfielder.

Chapter 185

Everyone knows what Portugal is most prolific in, except for wingers, which are wingers, and center forwards, since Eusebio, have been insulated from Portugal.

But when Scolari threw Simao and Ronaldo on the two flanks, their sprints really caused the Greeks a headache in defense.

However, no matter how rampant the wingers are, it is impossible to rely on them to cut into the penalty area from the two ribs to solve the problem. Greece's defense is not for nothing.

Even though the work of this group of guys is very rough, their strong bodies and undying stamina are simply a group of beasts, guarding the goal.

With a small physique, Ronaldo staggered and scrambled when he was hit by these Greek hunks, but the referee's whistle didn't sound at this time.

This made Ronaldo and the Portuguese players express their dissatisfaction to the referee more than once, but the German referee Merk ignored it.

This made the Portuguese host intentionally or unintentionally imply that Rehhagel is also a German during the broadcast, and the meaning is self-evident.

A German head coach, a German referee, anyone with a little brain will associate it with bad things, "Conspiracy! Conspiracy! Conspiracy of UEFA politicians!" This kind of roar began to sound in the Stadium of Light, which made those sitting The UEFA officials in the VIP table were very embarrassed.

In fact, there is no conspiracy, because the referee's games are almost always arranged. After all, it is impossible for anyone to know that Greece can break into the final.

Even if you ask an old guy like Rehhagel to predict all this, he will tell you that he never thought that the Greek team would reach the final.

It's all just a coincidence, but with Portugal behind, these things are all ignored, and the fans prefer to believe that they have been shady.

Maybe this is another psychological comfort they are looking for, at least they can't believe the score on the big screen, it all seems like a nightmare.

The Portuguese did not give up their offense, they were still trying to break through again and again, trying to open a gap from the Greek team's defense.

But the raging on the wing requires a high point in the middle, but Portugal has never been able to find this person who can threaten the goal. Pauletta has long been submerged in the Greek defenders, grab a spot?It was a dream.Even if Scolari replaced Gomez, it failed to change this embarrassing situation.

It can be said that Scolari, who has always been calm, has already gone all out in the final stage of the game. He even left only two defenders, and the rest all attacked.

The frantic forward pressure did not fail, at least the Greek team did not organize any counterattack, but the football never had a chance to fly into the Greek team's goal.

In the middle, the one closest to the goal, Scolari couldn't find a key to unlock it, although he piled up Figo and Deco on the pitch.

Both of these guys are very skilled guys. Whether it's Figo or Deco, they are the soul core that a team needs most.

Each of them can be on their own, and it is difficult for one or two people to successfully steal the ball at their feet, but this kind of game cannot be determined by one or two people. What the Portuguese team needs most now is that kind of particularly coherent interspersed, no Give those Greeks a chance to come up close.

But although these two guys are very capable in individual combat, Figo is not Lin Yi after all. The interaction between him and Deco is almost without any movement and involvement like a tacit understanding, except for a few cross passes. , not to mention any exquisite cooperation, it feels completely loose.

Both of them are fighting on their own. This kind of tacit understanding cannot be formed in a day or two. Porto can play dual-core, but Portugal may not be able to.

Although both Figo and Deco declared that there was no problem with their cooperation, the final match had already explained everything.

In the early game, the Portuguese team did not encounter such a stalking defense, so this problem has not been fully exposed.

The crowd that the Greeks piled up in the midfield was enough to cut off this lack of depth passing, and the Portuguese lacked the ability to penetrate.

Rui Costa's passing is very sharp, but the age and speed disadvantages make it difficult for this talented organizer to get rid of those who pester him.

Moreover, the passes sent by Rui Costa were also wasted time and time again by clumsy guys like Pauletta in completely pointless shots.

I really don't know if Scolari, who was sitting on the coach's bench, would have such a trace of remorse at this time, he left the sharpest knife in the stands.

At this time, the camera of the TV broadcast swept across the place where Lin Yi was sitting intentionally or unintentionally. Perhaps those reporters were also reminding Scolari of his mistakes in this way, but Lin Yi did not show any expression on his face. Just watching those Greeks keep destroying with their big feet.

And the time of the game, in the midst of such bigfoot damage, slowly slipped away, leaving only despair for the Portuguese fans in the audience.

In fact, Lin Yi is very anxious now, especially when he saw that Deke's old partner couldn't get the ball out in time when he got the ball in the frontcourt, he was also very annoyed.

But that damned Brazilian old man had a relationship with Mourinho just because of an unimportant friendly match, which affected himself.

"Fuck it, what a bloody game!" When the game reached No. 805 minutes, Lin Yi cursed fiercely, turned and left.

At this time, Lin Yi didn't care if there was a broadcast camera to see this scene, anyway, he couldn't sit in the stands calmly.

When he saw that Gomez once again deflected Deco's pass, Lin Yi already knew that Portugal had lost the chance of victory in this game.

Even Deco clenched his head in frustration when the shot went flying, not to mention the other people, whose confidence was leaving them.

Before Lin Yi left, all he saw on the big screen was the confusion and unwillingness in the eyes of Figo and the others, but they were too tired to continue running.

The glory of the golden generation is gradually fading. They burn the last bit of energy, but their legs are starting to grow sluggish.

They are old, and Figo is no longer the world footballer who called the wind and rain in Barcelona. He alone cannot change the final result.

Everyone is working hard, but when their attacks hit the opponent's hard line of defense again and again, the victory and honor begin to become more and more elusive.

When Mourinho watched Lin Yi walk away, he didn't leave immediately, but just sat there watching Scolari who was anxiously on the sidelines.

"If I had known the present, why did I have to?" Mourinho is not a person who likes to see other people's jokes, but he doesn't like the old Brazilian man.

Sacrificing the interests of the team in order to maintain their own dignity, this kind of idiotic approach can only be done by some people who verbally claim to be tough.

For this reason, he won the European Cup. I really don't know if the old man will regret it now. He fell to the place closest to the champion.

When the referee Merck blew the whistle for the end of the game, the whole of Portugal fell into silence, and they missed the championship trophy again.

And this time on their own land, when God was on their side, they lost to a group of rough Greeks.

The European Cup is a place where miracles happen, but no one thought that 12 years after the Danes wrote their own fairy tales, another fairy tale was staged.

Even the Greek fans who came from afar couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes. They even forgot to cheer at the end of the game.

They won?A group of purely soy sauce Greeks won the final championship?This is even more fucking miraculous than Jesus being hanged for three days and then resurrected.

This is the reality, the game is over, the score is fixed at 1:0, a helpless but unchangeable ending, it is so cruel.

Rehhagel may be the biggest big name in the entire Greek team, but it is this tough German who has achieved the most magical fairy tale this summer.

The 24-year-old Charisteas is just a substitute striker for Bremen. He once half-jokingly said before the start of the European Cup that if the Greek team can reach the final, then he will choose to retire. A man who is not surprising anywhere, has created a miracle of dark horses.

There were only three goals, but each was worth a thousand dollars. France, Spain, and Portugal each became the unjust souls of this big man's high-altitude bombing.

One goal is enough. This goal has allowed Charisteas and his Greek mythology to be written into the history of the European Cup from this moment on.

Rehhagel embraced his team members with open arms, and the mythology of the Greeks bloomed in its own magnificent colors on the land of Portugal.

In the history of the European Cup, Portugal can only leave one footprint. They lost the game at their own door and dominated the game.

The Portuguese used their greatest generation of outstanding players as a foil for their opponent's ascension to the throne, leaving only the tears of Figo to the fans.

The gorgeous dance steps stopped twisting at this moment, the brilliance belonging to the golden generation dimmed at this moment, and tears of unwillingness were flying in the air.

This may be the weirdest awards ceremony in the history of the European Cup, because almost no cheers were heard in the entire Stadium of Light, more sobbing. Many female Portuguese fans stood on their seats and shed tears Looking at those familiar people, he walked to the edge of the stands and bowed around.

Once, twice, waving, greetings, Figo, Costa, the names that the Portuguese often talk about, are saying their final farewell.

They are old, their time has passed and this time, at the closest distance to a trophy, they have lost their best chance, which is life.

An imperfect ending, from this moment on, Portugal's golden generation is entering people's memory, leaving only memories.

The great will be buried after all, maybe this is the silence before the phoenix's nirvana, I hope. . .

(I would like to take this chapter to mourn the golden generation that ended at the beginning... and wish everyone a happy 2011...)
(End of this chapter)