There is a dream called football

Chapter 39

The city of Tondela is under the jurisdiction of the Viseu district in the interior of northern Portugal. It takes about two hours to drive from Porto.

Early in the morning, Sousa started to prepare. He set off in the morning and could catch up with the game in the afternoon. Portugal is a small country, so it is quite convenient to watch the game.

jersey.

banner.

Loudspeaker.

Of course, all kinds of beer are indispensable, but these are for old friends to drink and cannot be brought into the stadium.

For this match, Sousa bought a new Porto jersey for 59 euros, and another 15 euros to have Li Qiao's name printed on it.

Everything was ready, Sosa glanced at Lorinda.

"Are you really not going with me? This is Li Qiao's first time representing Porto."

Sousa deliberately omitted the B team, but Lorinda was a sharp mouth, she said with a smile: "Please note, it is the B team, which is far from the first team."

sweat!
There is a word called Aiwujiwu, and the reverse is also true-hate Wujiu. Over the years, Sosa's "doing nothing" has made Lorinda quite distressed, so she doesn't like football very much.

Sousa said with a smile: "Li Qiao is a good boy, we should support him."

Lorinda said nothing.

As usual, at this point, Sosa should be on his way alone.

Luo Linda's heart suddenly moved. For some reason, her attitude was not so firm this time, and she even wanted to watch Li Qiao's competition.

"Forget it, I still have to rely on that guy to teach me Chinese." Thinking of this, Lorinda ran out, and Sosa had already started the car, and suddenly saw Lorinda in the rearview mirror moving from far to near.

"Haha, daughter, you finally changed your mind. As I said earlier, we are Portuguese and we should all love football."

"Hehe, I'm just afraid that you'll be driving tired. Get down and let me drive. Don't you accept your old age?"

Sosa smiled all over his face, and obediently gave up the driver's seat.

"Daughter, I promise you will love football, it's a really exciting sport, I promise!"

Lorinda chuckled and stepped on the accelerator.

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John Cardoso Stadium, home of Tondela.

In Europe, apart from Germany and the UK, where there are more large stadiums, many countries have relatively small home stadiums even in the top leagues.

It's very simple, because the population is relatively small. For example, the Eibar Club, which later entered La Liga, has a total of only 2 people in the entire city. It is normal for the stadium to have a capacity of several thousand people.

The same is true for Tondela's home stadium, which has more than 7000 seats. It is not bad to be able to fill half of the seats during the game.

Li Qiao, Dada, and Fabio are jogging to warm up. Sosa knows that Li Qiao is a substitute today, but it doesn't matter, as long as he can be included in the squad.

Lorinda looked bewildered. She is really a layman when it comes to watching football.

"Dad, will Li Qiao appear today?"

Sousa smiled and said: "Daughter, I need to popularize football knowledge for you. The first football starts with 11 players, and the ones who make the squad are..."

Seeing that her father was going to make a long speech again, Lorinda covered her ears, "If you don't listen, just tell me if Li Qiao will appear."

"This……"

Lorinda smiled suddenly, "I knew the person you're looking for must be unreliable. I'm right, they can't play in the game."

"Daughter, you don't understand. I believe Li Qiao will succeed. He is the hardest-working and most talented player I have ever seen."

Lorinda stuck out her tongue and made a disdainful expression, "You said the same in the nine hundred and ninety-nine before."

Sosa Khan, he can only hope that Li Qiao will prove everything with his performance.

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Tondela's head coach is the Portuguese Victor Panya.

A handsome middle-aged man, half of his hair is gray, but he maintains a good figure. When he was young, he played in midfield and played in Benfica.

Valle took a look at Pania from a distance. They are all insiders. Most of the teams in the Portuguese First Division use local coaches, and these people have been active in Portuguese football for a long time, so most of them know the basics.

Valai stepped forward, and Panya also saw the latter, and hurried forward.

"Hehe, it's another year of the Portuguese League."

"How is it? Has Jose poached someone from your hands again?"

"Fortunately, this year is considered polite. Anyway, we will not be promoted to the Portuguese Super League. I am different from you in this."

Portugal is the same as Spain, the B team can participate in the professional league, but it must be at least one level lower than the first team, so no matter how good the B team is, as long as the first team is not relegated, then they can only play in the second level league forever.

Panya left after a few pleasantries. Of course, his goal is to lead Tondela to the Portuguese Super League, to prove himself, and to have a bigger stage in the future.

In fact, in Europe, coaches are more difficult to mix than players, especially in a football powerhouse like Portugal, and the country's low-level leagues are the best stage for coaches who have not become famous.

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After the game started, Tondela, who was wearing a yellow and green jersey, launched a fierce attack on Porto, who was wearing a blue jersey.

In terms of card strength, they are not as good as Porto, and the head coach knows it well, so it is particularly important to start at home.

Tondela's trump card is their South American striker - No. 11 Suze from Brazil and No. 9 Amado from Argentina.

These two are atypical South American strikers. The No. 11 Brazilian is 190 tall, and the No. 9 from Argentina is also 184. Both of them are forwards with average skills at their feet but strong impact.

Li Qiao watched everything that happened on the court intently.

The opponent's tactic is simple, even a bit rough, kicking at a 45-degree angle to find the two South Americans in the penalty area.

sweat.

"Is this Portuguese football?"

What Li Qiao doesn't know is that in the lower leagues, survival is more important than beautiful football. If you give Figo to Tondela, they don't necessarily want it, because it may be difficult to survive in Portugal. The football here is not so beautiful, and the confrontation between hard bridge and hard horse is the most important.

It's as if Shao Jiayi was relegated with Cottbus back then. When talking about his impression of the Bundesliga, Shao Jiayi said that the confrontation is much tougher than the Bundesliga.

Several high-altitude bombings made Porto a little uncomfortable. At this time, Valle pointed to No. 10 Fabio, meaning to let him control the ball.

Porto under Valle still maintains the tradition of Portuguese football-the ball is at their feet.

But at this time, Fabio's disadvantages are revealed. As for ball control, you either fight against the first-class, or you are really like Ronaldinho, with unparalleled skills, but Fabio has an average body and good skills, which is embarrassing.

For example, he is a bit like Morfeo in Italy. He usually looks good, but he stops cooking at critical moments.

Seeing this situation, the corner of Panya's mouth curved into an arc. He had studied the Porto B team and imitated the tactics of the first team, but unfortunately, Fabio is not the Deco of the first team.

(End of this chapter)