i am quaresma

Chapter 39 I may not be the main character

In the 19th minute of the first half, after terminating one of Porto's attacks, Porto got a good chance to counterattack.

Costinha crossed the ball to Quaresma on the right. It was impossible for Bridge to defend Quaresma closely all the time, so he gave Quaresma a chance to get the ball.

When Bridge forced him up, Quaresma had already led the ball and completed his turn, ready to sprint.

Seeing Quaresma's look that he didn't take himself seriously at all, Bridge felt pain in his egg.

Different from the full-backs he played against in the Premier League, although the rough full-backs made breakthroughs sharply, they were more violent breakthroughs. The skills were actually very rough, and he only needed to defend without thinking.

But facing Quaresma today, Bridge felt a deep sense of powerlessness. Every time he was broken through, he was abused. He even felt that Quaresma was a bit inhuman.

Strictly speaking, Quaresma's breakthrough is the perfect combination of speed and technology. At least for now, in terms of breakthrough ability alone, Quaresma is definitely the top player in world football.

If it wasn't for Quaresma's other aspects that haven't reached a very high level, then Bridge doesn't have to resist, just hand in his guns and surrender, at least this way he won't die without a whole body, and it's a bit more decent.

No, Quaresman faced Bridge after holding the ball, and he didn't look like he was facing an enemy at all. On the contrary, Bridge was timid and fearful, with a face full of lovelessness after being bitten by a dog.

Quaresma pulled the ball with his left foot, stepped over the ball with his right foot, and then stepped on the ball with his right foot and pulled it back. At the same time, his body also rotated 270 degrees, and the ball came again with his rotation. in front of him.

Bridge is completely dumbfounded!
How did he turn around?

Turned in front of you all of a sudden?
Come on, don't say anything, let's chase!
However, Quaresma who spread his feet was not something he could easily catch up to. If it hadn't been for Terry's desperate shovel to make up for it, I am afraid that Quaresma's next shot would be an inside shot.

"Be careful, don't let him pass by!" Terry warned Bridge loudly with a dark face.

I always have to wipe Bridge's ass, if I accidentally string Quaresma into candied haws, I will become a background board.

Bridge nodded with lingering fear, but he also expressed his gratitude in the gesture of nodding. If it hadn't been for Terry to defend, Quaresma might have scored directly, so he must thank the captain.

"Why don't you go back and invite Terry to your house?" Bridge thought.

Quaresmar doesn't know the psychological activities of the two opponents, and he doesn't care about it. He only cares about one thing now-he is the only one in the counterattack, and he is a bit weak!

But that's okay, at least the team's defense is still solid, what he fears most is that Del Neri insists on going his own way, insisting on showing his ability to adjust offense in front of Mourinho.

Look, I'm not your defensive guy!

A draw is an acceptable result for Porto. It would be great if there is a chance to win, but if you can't win, a draw is a win.

Quaresma's breakthrough this time has also brought a lot of deterrence to Chelsea. In any case, the Porto team in front of them is the European champion, and it is not a fish belly they can casually wash.

Robben looked at his teammates' cautious attitude towards Quaresma, and when he thought of Mourinho's unusual praise for Quaresma, he felt angry again.

Why, Quaresma is his own son, so I did it?
In terms of strength, it is not necessarily who is strong and who is weak!

Robben, who became more and more angry as he thought about it, was also preparing to explode, at least not to let Quaresma focus on the front.

When his teammates got the ball, Robben was actively reaching out for the ball on the wing, jumping up and down, which made it impossible to look directly at.

"Hey Ferreira, pass it on to me!"

"Hey, Makelele, pass it on to me!"

"Frank, can't you pass the ball to me?"

"Tiago, as long as you pass the ball to me, I will invite you to the nightclub to find the young lady!"

The sound of Robben yelling was everywhere, and the teammates all had black lines on their faces.

Can't you stop being so embarrassing?

In order to prevent this guy from yelling any more exaggerated words, it may be that the sentence "Please go to the nightclub" moved Thiago. Anyway, Thiago didn't hesitate and passed the ball directly to Robben.

After receiving the ball, Robben seemed to be a different person.

Of course, it’s also possible that it’s just a change of posture—for example, from an old tree rooted to an old man pushing a cart.

Now, it's my turn to show off Robben!
While preparing to break through, he roared in his heart.

"I'm the main character!"

However, the reality is often not so beautiful. Robben's protagonist's dream has been declared shattered within three seconds.

Valente, who has a solid defense, doesn't care whether Robben wants to be the protagonist or not. With a flying shovel, he puts Robben down there with a dribble, neatly.

Maybe I may not be able to guard you, but you don't want to pass easily.

When the referee's whistle sounded, Robben was lying on the cold turf doubting his life.

How the hell am I put down?

I don't want to lose face?

But after confronting Valente for such a period of time, he found that he didn't seem to have a good way to deal with Valente, just as Bridge had no good way to deal with Quaresma.

This is very infuriating.

Well, I may not be the main character!

A huge sense of loss suddenly occurred, and Bridge and I almost became brothers and sisters.

One can't prevent anything, and the other can't get through anything.
Of course, compared with Bridge, Robben is undoubtedly much happier, at least he doesn't have to worry about being
So far in the game, it seems that Chelsea, who are playing at home, have not shown their usual dominance. Of course, it can also be said that Porto has restricted Chelsea's performance, which many people probably did not expect.

It's just that Del Neri hadn't been happy for a long time, and a big monster in Chelsea broke out.

Drogba, who was as strong as an elephant, burst out the energy stored in his body, and beat Pepe, who was so inspiring and feared by everyone, into fear.

Chelsea made a long pass from the backcourt, Drogba put Pepeka behind him, stopped the ball calmly, turned around, and then volleyed violently, breaking through the ten fingers guarded by Baia.

Pepe was once desperate behind Drogba. Did this guy grow up on hormones?
I tried my best to breastfeed, but Drogba pushed him to the ground and lay on top of him to breastfeed.
What the hell!

Not only is Pepe's constipated expression, but in fact Quaresma is not much better.

Why did I ignore Drogba, the king of elephants?

This guy can beat all the defense lines of the Premier League to the point of crying!

This is not easy!
(End of this chapter)