Midfielder.

Chapter 95 The Scale of Victory

The sudden goal confused the entire stadium. Except for the few people at the scene of the incident, even the on-site commentary forgot to cheer for the goal.

Including the person who scored the goal, the person who lost the ball, even the referee stood aside stupidly at this time, and forgot to blow the whistle in his mouth.

Perhaps no one has witnessed such a precise refraction with their own eyes, and even when the football hits the goal, the angle looks so tricky. Anyway, all the people watching this game are stupid, and some people even breathe at this moment. stopped.

The dragon stadium fell into a strange silence because of Lin Yi's goal, but it was the crazy fans of the Porto team who were the first to react. The cheers created by tens of thousands of fans instantly covered up The 3000 Spanish fans cheered.

"The goal is scored! Great Lin Yi! This little guy who is only 16 years old created a great attack, one against four! A long-distance attack of 40 meters, he used the strength of one person to collapse the Real Madrid defense! "The broadcaster in charge of explaining the game almost broke his throat now.

Who is this game against?Real Madrid, what a majestic and luxurious galaxy battleship, but there was a kid who confronted them so unbelievingly. He almost singled out the entire Real Madrid defense line alone, although the goal was a bit of luck.

But from the start after throwing off Solari to the final goal, he defeated four opponents by relying on his fierce sprint speed and flexible dribbling.

You can't deny this kid's bravery on the field, and he even shot so decisively in the final shot, although many people think it was reckless.

But who cares now, it was the little guy who saved the Porto team spinning on the edge of the cliff, and he used a magical performance to equalize the score.

Even the Portuguese reporters responded to their Spanish counterparts who were still arrogant just now with provocative eyes, and a few guys who were not afraid of making trouble asked the Spanish reporters around them jokingly, "Just defend yourself like this?" How can the level allow you to rank second in the Spanish league?"

The Spanish reporters who were proud just now, apart from staring blankly, they really couldn't figure out how to fight back.

The cheers of the fans and the passionate voice of the live commentary were mixed together, but everyone could clearly hear that they were shouting for one person.

"Lin Yi!", "Lin Yi!", such voices were uttered by tens of thousands of people at the same time. The feeling of a mountain roar and a tsunami almost flooded every corner of the stadium, and that little guy who was worshiped by others, But he scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

But Lin Yi wasn't embarrassed because so many people were cheering his name, he just felt a little sorry for Carlos who had a nosebleed from the football, um, the shot just now seemed a bit too hard, Seeing that it was hit by this Brazilian turtle, it was bleeding.

Now there may be no one more unlucky than Carlos, not only the sore feeling on his nose made his tears flow down, but also the first time he experienced such an embarrassing scene. I can't stand this, this person is losing his mind.

What made him even more depressed was that Casillas' eyes that could almost kill people had been staring at him. Although he didn't speak, anyone with open eyes could tell that Casillas now, Some directly stewed Carlos's heart with fire, alas, the turtle soup with clear water is a great tonic.

The helpless expressions of his teammates made Carlos extremely embarrassed, but what made him unbearable was the ironic laughter erupting from the crowd of fans, which definitely made Carlos unforgettable for life. An own goal not only hurts the body, but also hurts the heart.

Holding his sore and bleeding nose, Carlos could only obediently go to the sidelines with the team doctor to deal with it, but when Carlos turned his eyes to the perpetrator, his nose was almost crooked.

Although Lin Yi's little guy seemed to be apologetic, but the kid was obviously holding back his laughter, which made Carlos immediately turn into a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle. That little face was so angry that it was emerald green. verdant.

Uh, when Lin Yi saw this scene, he swore that he definitely didn't smile on purpose, but when you see two red waterfalls hanging from the nose of a Brazilian turtle, it's really hard for you not to laugh , This shape is really too weird.

Well, now that guy is probably half-crazed from anger, and he has completely turned into a Brazilian green turtle. It matches his current image, which is absolutely perfect.

Regardless of whether it was an accident or not, anyway, the ball finally scored, and the score on the field has been rewritten to 1:1. Real Madrid's aggressive offensive failed to expand the score again, but brought the two teams back together. Same starting line.

When Queiroz saw the goal on the sidelines, he slammed his fist on the roof of the coach's bench. At this time, he didn't care who was looking at him with the camera. He couldn't pretend to be like this. He looks like a gentleman, and now he really wants to scold the street.

You know, this is the seventh consecutive game that Real Madrid has conceded a goal, and every conceded goal looks so fucking idiotic!

Since the first game of the league, the Real Madrid team under the command of Queiroz has not been able to keep their gold in a game. Anyway, that tofu-like defense line has made all kinds of mistakes. This time Even more outrageous, even an own goal came out!

And it was such a tricky own goal. Carlos' own goal may be more accurate than the opponent's striker. Casillas didn't even have time to make a save, so he just watched the football go into the net.

It's no wonder that he stared at Carlos with murderous eyes, after all, such a conceded goal is really embarrassing.

"This damn defense!" Queiroz almost squeezed out such a cruel sentence from his teeth, but only he could hear the voice.

Who is to blame for this loss?Is it Carlos who made an own goal?Is it Pavon who was thrown away by Lin Yi?Is he to be blamed for the coach who keeps the team pressing out to attack?Or is it to blame for not buying the defender Florentino?
I'm afraid no one will stand up and take responsibility. Anyway, when the grievances of the fans and the media accumulate to a certain level, someone will always be the unlucky ghost.

Anyway, Queiroz can feel that his life is not going well now, but he still has to hold back his anger and arrange for an assistant coach to comfort the injured Carlos, and he himself has to pretend to be a calm face. Be calm, don't be impatient.

But maybe even he himself doesn't know what effect his consolation can have, and whether those big-name players really like him.

At this moment, Mourinho seemed very calm. He walked to the sidelines and whispered something to the players on the field. Lin Yi, who ran over to hug him, was dragged aside by him, and he even gestured and said something. Talked about a lot of things.

The head coaches of the two teams, one is pretending to be calm in front of the camera, while the other is really calm. Such a comparison may make the person concerned feel very abnormal. It seems that Mourinho is more serious now. It's like a well-thought-out plan.

The carnival of the Porto fans made the Spanish fans watching the game very depressed. They really couldn't figure out why Real Madrid conceded the goal. Could it really be attributed to an accident that no one could explain?Then there are enough accidents encountered by Real Madrid this season.

Even the commentator in charge of the Spanish broadcast complained about the damn luck in the broadcast booth, but in his opinion, this was just a dumbfounding accident, and it didn’t mean anything. He even took Carlos’s head in a teasing way The ball makes a topic.

"This is the charm of football, it always breeds all kinds of unexpected surprises, but this time bad luck is on our side, but Carlos can take this and Romario when he returns to Brazil this time." Bragging, he can also score with a header at 1 meters tall."

Although the loss of the ball made the Spaniards very depressed, in their view, this is just a piece of shit luck for the Porto team, and it does not mean that the Porto team can stand up and sing. Real Madrid still controls the field. The situation is just that the score is now fixed at a draw.

But soon those who were still waiting for Real Madrid to open the score again were surprised to find that after Lin Yi's goal, the Porto team started to press out the overall formation. The Spaniard has watched the game for almost 30 minutes. The siege battle began to gradually evolve into a kind of dogfight in the middle of the field.

In the last ten minutes of the first half, although Real Madrid tried to regain control of the game, the Porto people never gave them this chance again. Real Madrid's luxurious offensive group was entangled for the first time hands and feet.

And the kid who made the goal began to rampage and make small moves in Real Madrid's backcourt. Real Madrid's defense, which had already suffered a big loss, no longer dared to press forward blindly this time, and Elguera also focused his attention. It was on the body that intercepted Lin Yi.

This little guy who made the miraculous accident just now is creating a very big trouble for Queiroz and his Real Madrid team.

His goal not only equalized the score, but also eased the anxiety of the entire Porto team. Now the Porto team has gradually entered the state of the game, and Real Madrid also sensed a feeling from the opponent. pressure.

Lin Yi's threat to Real Madrid's defense was not as simple as a goal. His passing also began to show off on the field. McCarthy and others infiltrated again and again, and began to frequently cause trouble for Pavon and others.

And Lin Yi's gambling attack was not an accident.He had been watching from the opening stage. When Real Madrid scored, the Spaniards moved closer to the midfield, which gave Lin Yi a chance to counterattack.

After the scores of the two teams were equalized, this kid became more comfortable on the court. His flexibility and sharpness are like a knife, always ready to stab at the heart of Real Madrid again.

When the 45-minute first half ended, the score of 1:1 made Real Madrid's superstars bow their heads, while the Porto team was smiling.

There is a triumphant scale that seems to be tipping. . .

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