There is a dream called football

Chapter 154

In order to score the goal, Monaco pressed a lot. After Li Qiao got the ball, there were only three Monaco players in front.

Fight back!

Mourinho stood up, he hoped the ball could seal the victory.

"It's a three-on-three situation." Huang Jianxiang said excitedly.

On Porto's side, Li Qiao, Alberto, and Deco followed up, and Deco dragged behind to form an attacking triangle.

Li Qiao looked up and saw that Alberto was being watched to death by the opponent. At this time, the choice was either to shoot himself or pass the ball to Deco.

Here, Evra was desperately chasing back. Li Qiao flicked his ankle and gave the ball to Deco in the middle.

The Brazilian seemed to be stuck to the ball under his feet, and then he glanced at the goalkeeper's position almost cold-bloodedly, and pushed a far corner decisively.

The ball slowly rolled into the goal, four or two strokes.

The ball is in!
The place is boiling!
The blue Porto players slowly gathered, and Deco was surrounded by his teammates.

"We're champions, we're champions."

Baia in the stands cried, he shed heroic tears, and buried his high head in his arms.

"Woooooo."

Next to them were Porto fans, crying with Baia.

3 to 1 should be stable.

Deschamps' face was ashen. When Jiuli was injured and left the field, he already felt something was wrong.

Although Morientes scored the most goals in this team, it was Giuly who delivered the shells for Morientes.

Now that the person who assisted is off the field, it is useless no matter how strong Morientes is.

Didier Deschamps knew he should have brought in someone who could organize the attack, someone like Deco, but that wasn't possible.

So he can only replace Adebayor, a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Mourinho was very calm. He made gestures of pressing his hands down again and again, asking his disciples to calm down. After all, the game still had 10 minutes to end.

Li Qiao instinctively remembered the miracle in Istanbul again, he clapped his hands and said: "Cheer up, there are still ten minutes."

At the re-kick-off, Monaco had no patience for any more beautiful cooperation. The midfielder directly kicked the ball to the forward in front, and the forward fought for the top and smashed it.

To be honest, it's hard, especially in today's football, where such violent long balls are out of fashion.

At the 89th minute, Monaco got a corner kick, and the corner kick was taken from the side. The people in the middle all fell to the top, but the Togolese Adebayor caught up with him. He stretched his head and headed the ball into the goal.

2 to 3.
This made the Porto players tense, and the gap of one goal was still very scary. Deschamps encouraged his players like crazy.

Of course, he was looking forward to a miracle at the last moment. On the other side, Mourinho kept looking at his Omega watch. He hoped that time would pass faster.

After 4 minutes of stoppage time, Monaco did not create a miracle. The score was fixed at 3 to 2. Porto won the Champions League again after 26 years.

Mourinho stretched out three fingers arrogantly. This action he likes to do in the future is from now on.

Triple Crown.

Triple Crown.

Mourinho is happy like a naughty child.

After he ran onto the court, he remembered that he hadn't shook hands with Deschamps, so he came back to greet Deschamps before returning to the court.

He hugged Deco.

maniche.

……

When he hugged Li Qiao, he said without hesitation: "Come with me to Chelsea."

"Ha ha."

"think about it."

This is Mourinho's character, because he doesn't need to hide anything at this time, and when he faces the media later, he will tell the world that he wants to "make things happen", and this head coach who likes to make things the most in the next 10 years starts from now.

"Jose."

"Jose."

"Jose."

The audience shouted Mourinho's name.

After the excitement, Mourinho came to the mixed interview area. The reporters had a lot of questions to ask, but the most important thing was where his next stop would be, or if a miracle appeared, Mourinho would stay.

Mourinho looked at a group of reporters with a smirk on his face.

"Want to know?"

The crowd nodded.

"Haha, well, I don't need to hide anything anymore, my next stop will be Chelsea."

"But I will always remember Porto, where my dreams started and where I became special."

Having said that, Mourinho seemed a little emotional.

On the other side, Huang Jianxiang squeezed out a seat with great difficulty and extended the microphone to Li Qiao.

"Congratulations first of all, you are the first Asian player to win the Champions League."

"haha, thank you."

"I know you must be very excited now, but is there anything you want to say to the national audience?"

As a sports fan in his previous life, Li Qiao hated the post-match interviews. Many athletes were tired after the game, and the reporters kept asking questions. But now that he is a player, he understands it. Modern sports are like this.

"There's a lot I want to say, but let's put it simply, the Chinese fans who stayed up late to watch the game have worked hard."

"Do you have any plans? Because according to the latest news, Mourinho has decided to leave Porto."

When the coach leaves, many things will undergo earth-shaking changes. Li Qiao was promoted by Mourinho, so of course he will be greatly affected.

Li Qiao chuckled, "I don't have any plans for this right now, I think I'll be a Porto player until next season starts."

Huang Jianxiang didn't ask, because Li Qiao didn't say anything to death. In fact, the meaning was very clear. If there is a suitable next door, then he will still consider it.

"Will you consider taking a vacation next?"

"I will go back to China and see my mother and grandma."

"Finally, congratulations again."

As Li Qiao's "family members", Lei Wen, Sosa and Lorinda were allowed to enter the field, and Lorinda hugged Li Qiao head-on.

"Great, I found out I'm in love with football."

"Haha, in fact, football is the same as men, you will fall in love with it after watching it a few times."

Lorinda kissed Li Qiao on the cheek, which is normal in foreign countries, but as a player, Li Qiao's feelings will become a part of the media's heated discussion compared to the next one.

"Quick shot, quick shot, that's Li Qiao's girlfriend."

Click, click.

Sousa then hugged Li Qiao, "I'm so excited, I never thought I could see Porto win the Champions League in my life."

"Even if I die today, I have nothing to say."

"Haha, Uncle Sosa, don't talk nonsense, we still have a long way to go, you are satisfied, but I am not satisfied."

"Haha, that's true."

When Li Qiao and Lei Wen hugged each other, it was a hug between good brothers.

"Li Qiao, thank you for bringing me to pursue my dream a year ago."

(End of this chapter)