i want to be king

Chapter 131 I want to fly higher!

Seeing that it will be eight or ten minutes soon.

Mourinho can no longer sit still in the coaching bench of the visiting team.

Boloni of the home team was more nervous than him. He commanded from the sidelines very early and issued his instructions from time to time.

Mourinho walked to the sidelines, lifted his open suit with his left hand, put it on his waist, raised his right hand high above his head, kept pointing at the field, and shouted the names of Porto players.

Obviously, only Porto players can understand what Mourinho means.

Standing on the sidelines for a while, Mourinho turned and walked back, his brows furrowed, his right hand involuntarily scratched his lips and chin, his eyes somewhat anxious.

Boloni is still somewhat level.

Among other things, Sporting Lisbon's defense is quite good.

This was one of the best defensive teams in the Portuguese Super League last season.

The difficulty of the game also surprised Mourinho, he did not expect Sporting Lisbon to be so tenacious.

Of course, the draw was within his expectations.

For Porto, even if the away game cannot be won, a draw is a good result.

At best, the advantage of winning the championship is smaller.

As long as they don't lose, Porto can accept it.

This is also the characteristic of Mourinho's coaching. He must work hard to pursue the best results, but at the same time he must also be prepared for the worst results. He even considered how to play when he is behind.

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"Postiga hasn't played in the last 10 minutes, it's over."

Mourinho walked back to the coach's bench, and Faria came over.

He has been paying attention to the movement on the court, and at the same time, he is also analyzing the performance data of the players through software. Postiga has hardly performed in the past few minutes, and his running has been much slower.

As a center forward, Postiga did not perform in the face of Andre Cruz and Pepe, the two Brazilian central defenders.

"Let Jankaskas go up!" Mourinho said calmly.

He is preparing for the game according to the situation on the field, prescribing the right medicine and making substitutions.

The Porto players know very well that after Jankaskas plays, the team's tactics will change accordingly.

Clayton returned to his familiar left, and Delly went to the right.

"How is Jorge Costa?" Mourinho asked with concern.

In tonight's game, especially since the second half, he didn't know how many times he asked about Jorge Costa's consumption. It can be seen that this is what he cares most about tonight's game.

"Overall is okay." Faria replied.

So far, Porto's two central defenders and defensive midfielder Costinha have not made even a single mistake, and they have played very well, and it can even be said that they have performed exceptionally well.

Everyone knows that by winning Sporting Lisbon tonight, Porto will establish an advantage in advance.

"Let Arenichev warm up and get ready," Mourinho urged.

There are still ten minutes left, as long as there is no problem with Jorge Costa, Porto will make full efforts to create a goal and win the opponent in the final stage of the game.

This is also what Mourinho planned before the game, grab the start and grab the finish.

Thinking of this, Mourinho couldn't sit still, walked to the sidelines again, and called out Jorge Costa and Carvalho, reminding them to pay attention to controlling Su Dong.

"Don't give him any chance!" Mourinho made no secret of his intentions.

The two central defenders on the field also nodded in unison.

Although he has only been coaching for one year, Mourinho has completely conquered the Porto players with his usual training and performance in the game, making everyone convinced of him.

And the one thing he urged the most before the game was Su Dong.

"Restrict Su Dong, and Sporting Lisbon's offense will lose most of the threats!"

After getting feedback from the players, Mourinho let out a sigh of relief and became confident again.

The direction of the plot did not deviate from the script he designed, as long as he followed this route, at least it would be a draw.

If Porto played well in the last few minutes, they could completely win the opponent.

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"No. 706 minutes, Porto made a second substitution."

"Ian Koskas replaced Postiga."

"Mourinho has already made two substitutions, and Bologni has not made any movement yet."

"Judging from the current situation of the game, Porto has the upper hand. Mourinho's two substitutions are to adjust the offense. If we continue to play like this, Sporting Lisbon's defense may be difficult to defend."

"Should Boloni make a substitution to strengthen his defense?"

"We saw Arenichev warming up for Porto and Nikule and Sa Pinto for Sporting Lisbon."

"Perhaps Boloni is not satisfied with Su Dong's performance tonight."

"Indeed, with the two central defenders, Jorge Costa and Carvalho, and even Costinha actively cooperating, Su Dong fell into a situation of isolation and helplessness in the frontcourt, and his performance was lackluster."

"But now Nikolai is replaced, can he perform better than Sudong?"

"Perhaps switching to a double-center approach?"

"But no matter what, Sporting Lisbon still has to make adjustments."

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Su Dong once again retreated to the outside of the 30-meter area to receive the ball.

A pass from midfielder Albertini was delivered precisely to his feet.

As soon as he stopped, Costinia entangled behind him.

Su Dong didn't need to look back to get it, and Jorge Costa and Carvalho must also be in a lower position.

The midfield loses power, and Sporting Lisbon is doomed to have no midfielders to press up and participate in the attack.

As a result, every time Su Dong received the ball, he had to go to the side.

If Tonito or João Pinto are there, they tend to be a point for Sudón to get the ball out.

But now, Sudong can only pass back to Rui Jorge on the left.

After the ball was passed, Su Dong turned around and ran forward by himself.

The left-back received the ball on the left flank of Porto's half and Maniche was marking him as Delle did not return.

Rui Jorge passed the ball to Ronnie, who was close to the left flank, and he quickly slashed into the center.

Ronnie quickly returned the ball, but Costinha and Maniche flanked Rui Jorge at the same time, forcing him to re-pass the ball back to the left for Ronnie.

Ronnie stops the ball and faces Paulo Ferreira.

The former Setubal right back is as stable as an old dog, he doesn't eat shaking, he doesn't eat fake moves, he doesn't eat changing speeds and directions...

The Madeira player looked up at the penalty area and saw that Su Dong who had just pulled out of the penalty area to catch the ball was already in place, and looking at his side, Ronnie knew exactly what Su Dong was waiting for.

Ronnie accelerated directly, trying to force a breakthrough along the left lane, allowing Ferreira to block the first time, but suddenly stopped, after kicking the ball back, his left foot was handed over to his right foot, Ronnie leaned against the left line, facing the middle, and pulled the ball back with his right foot.

With this pull, Ferreira lost his position, exposing a passage to the restricted area.

Without thinking, Ronnie quickly sent a high ball cross with his right foot.

In tonight's game, Sporting Lisbon's two wings sent a few crosses.

But without exception, most of them were grabbed by Jorge Costa and Carvalho.

Su Dong did snatch it once, but the judgment of the landing point was not very good, and he didn't hit the right position.

But this time is different.

Jorge Costa was on the left of Su Dong, and Ronnie's cross had to pass over his head first.

When the Porto veteran saw the ball, his first reaction was that the ball was a bit high.

But the speed of the ball came so fast that Jorge Costa didn't have any extra time to judge. Su Dong stood behind him and got stuck in the position first. He could only jump hastily.

At this moment, he felt in his heart that he couldn't hit the ball, but he didn't think that Su Dong behind him could hit the ball.

Although Su Dong was seven centimeters taller than him, the ball he couldn't hit was still taller than Su Dong.

But what surprised him was that when he took off, he felt a huge pressure coming from behind.

When he jumped high, stretched his neck, and tried to head the ball, on the one hand he felt the ball passing over his head, and on the other hand he felt as if there was a mountain rolling behind him.

This feeling was very uncomfortable, and it made his heart skip a beat.

When Jorge Costa jumped high, Su Dong jumped up at the same time.

Neither of them had a run-up, and they all jumped on the spot. Relying on their usual training and physical strength, they supported their entire bodies to jump up.

He has been accumulating strength and waiting for an opportunity.

When Ronnie passed the ball, he knew his opportunity was coming.

He tried his best and exhausted all his strength to let his 1.9-meter-five body jump up as much as possible.

He felt like he was flying.

He longs for himself to fly higher!

higher!

His gaze was originally on the back of Jorge Costa's head. After the Porto defender took off, he saw the back, but as he also took off, he soon realized that he saw the top of Jorge Costa's head and saw the football flying from a distance.

not enough!
Higher!
Su Dong gritted his teeth and stretched his neck. He saw the football flying from the left and came to him in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, he completely lost his mind, and could only rely on his instinctive feeling to push his head forward.

"Enough!!!!"

"Su Dong grabbed the spot!"

"Header!!!!"

"The ball went in!!!!!!"

"GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!"

"Sudong's header blasted Porto's goal, one to zero!!!!"

When the ball was pushed into the left side of the goal by Su Dong, goalkeeper Baia was beyond his reach.

And in an instant, the entire Alvalade stadium went completely crazy.

All the fans rushed out of their seats excitedly, shouting hoarsely with hideous faces.

"Su!!!!!!!"

"Mars!!!!!"

Jorge Costa reacted the moment he landed. He turned his head mournfully, just in time to see Su Dong descending to the mortal world and appearing in front of him like a god descending from the earth.

He knows better than anyone what losing the ball at this time means to Porto.

But Su Dong obviously ignored his mood, roared frantically, rushed out of the court, and went to celebrate.

(End of this chapter)