There is a dream called football

Chapter 152

During the intermission, Lei Wen went to buy something to drink, and suddenly saw a familiar figure in the distance.

"That person looks like Huang Jianxiang."

But Raven didn't dare to scream, it just looked a bit like it from the side.

After a while, the man was still there, as if he had encountered some trouble.

Raven stepped forward.

"Do you need help?"

"you."

"It's you?"

The two laughed at the same time.

After laughing, Lei Wen said: "I remember that CCTV doesn't seem to have the copyright of the Champions League."

Huang Jianxiang shrugged, "I bought it temporarily because of Li Qiao."

Lei Wen nodded and pointed to the vending machine, "What's wrong? I don't know what to buy?"

Huang Jianxiang was embarrassed, "You know, I'm a commentator, and I can't drink sparkling drinks, but here are all sparkling drinks."

Ordinary people drink bubble drinks and burp comfortably, which seems to be quite refreshing, but it is troublesome for the commentary, so the commentary can only drink water or coffee, and other drinks are not allowed.

"There seems to be pure water downstairs. The pure water here is not for sale, but for free."

The tap water in Europe can be drunk directly, which is different from that in China, so you can pick up the pure water here yourself.

The two chatted while walking, and the topic extended from the Champions League to the Asian Cup.

*****
Deschamps patted Morientes, "You are the best center forward in Europe right now."

Then he patted the three midfielders, "You are the best midfielders in the world."

……

Following the same pattern, Didier Deschamps said that his 11 players are all the best. This is the good influence of a good coach. Didier Deschamps has done a good job in uniting the players.

"1 to 1, and the opponent has one less player, I think we should have confidence in ourselves, we are the more advantageous side."

"Continued to step up the attack in the second half. It was like we beat Chelsea, but they were pretty much the same."

Having said that, Deschamps is actually not that optimistic in his heart. Mourinho is very strong, and he feels it.

So he called aside the two backup forwards in the team, one was Pursau and the other was Adebayor.

"In the second half, I will keep you warming up on the sidelines, waiting for my little note at any time, and I will arrange the tactics for you."

Purshaw and Adebayor were taken aback for a moment. They are both center forwards, the same as Morientes. If all three of them play, will they be desperate?
But now it's 1 to 1, and the opponent has one less person, I don't know what the boss thinks.

This is what the head coach needs to worry about. Optimism is for the players, but if you are really that optimistic, you are stupid.

Deschamps saw the doubts in their hearts, he didn't say anything, just smiled, "Go."

"Yes, head."

Didier Deschamps then called goalkeeper Roma over.

A sentence that shocked him so much that he was dumbfounded.

"Get ready for a penalty shootout."

"Penalty shootout? That's still a thousand miles away?"

Deschamps grinned and patted him, "Be prepared for everything, I'm worried that Porto will become a turtle in the second half."

"Ha ha."

"Go."

Anyone who knows how to play chess will think about what will happen a few moves later, and Deschamps is the same at this time. As a player, when he was at Juventus, the coach also planned for a rainy day. It was a vivid coaching practice lesson.

*****
In the locker room, everyone was comforting Baier. He made a sacrifice for the benefit of the team, but for him, this was too cruel. This must be Baier's last Champions League final, or even the last Champions League match.

His age is similar to Buffon's last situation in Italy, playing one game less.

"Vitor, you are there for the good of the team, without you we might be behind now."

Baia nodded with a smile.

"Guys, this is my last Champions League game, it's up to you whether you can go with the trophy or not."

Maniche stood up, "Don't worry, if I lose this game, I will retire."

"Hahaha, don't dare to say that casually."

"Hahaha."

Everyone is happy.

Mourinho looked into his eyes, happy in his heart, and he patted Maniche, "Can you please not be so accurate in the second half?"

"Hahaha."

Everyone was overjoyed, and Maniche looked embarrassed, "Boss, aren't you going to comfort me?"

"No need, you have a thick skin."

Mourinho deliberately made the atmosphere in the locker room more relaxed for his own purpose, that is, Porto lost one player and was actually at a disadvantage, especially after 75 minutes in the second half. This is what Mourinho had to guard against.

"We have one less person, so everyone runs a little more."

The crowd nodded.

"The last time we won the championship was in 1987. It has been more than 20 years. Let Porto City be happy again."

The crowd nodded.

"I'm leaving Porto."

……

Everyone petrified immediately.

……

……

Although it was expected a long time ago, everyone was still shocked when the words came from Mourinho, because...Mourinho is equal to Porto. If he leaves, the team will also be disbanded.

There was no life in the locker room, and suddenly an embarrassing laugh sounded abruptly.

Mourinho said: "Don't think I don't know, in fact, many of you have already found your next home."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Yes, many people have already found their next home, but this is still a gray area after all.

"There's no need to hide anymore, it's the last game for a lot of people in blue."

……

No one answered anything, perhaps because they were embarrassed, or because they had nothing to say.

"Let's make the best memories of our Porto career. After the game, no matter what the result is, I will announce to the media that I will leave."

Some people feel sad, such as Maniche, he has not yet decided on where to go, maybe he will stay, but he is a bit awkward in such Porto.

"what happened?"

Mourinho is going to play the trick that mourning soldiers will win, but this trick is also dangerous. If the mourning is too much, then...

At this moment, Li Qiao stood up, "Let's see Mourinho off with a victory. I have a hunch that he will become the greatest head coach in Europe in the next 10 years."

"it is good."

At this time, Baia stood up, "I will go to the stage to cheer for everyone, get rid of Monaco, and the championship belongs to Porto."

"The title belongs to Porto."

*****
Walking out of the locker room, Mourinho stopped Li Qiao.

"You see my intention, right?"

Li Qiao really wanted to tell the other party that Sun Tzu's Art of War and 36 Strategies had similar things, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. Although Mourinho is a language genius and is proficient in six languages, he doesn't understand Chinese.

"Head, I really believe that we will win." Li Qiao laughed.

(End of this chapter)