[Football] King Of Europe

In the arena, they have gone unprecedentedly far. As long as they go one step further, they can enter a new world.

Riazor Stadium was loud, and the crazy atmosphere permeated every corner of the stadium. On the edge of the turf, on the stands, every inch of land and every space was filled with the atmosphere called "crazy". Every fan They can't help but fall into the madness that wants to ignite people!

On the court, the two sides confronted each other directly in the midfield again and again, and even the heavy rain could not dampen each other's determination.

"Pandiani was at the top, he and Valeron played three wonderful matches, but every time he died at the feet of Porto...Carvalho and Costa, oh! I always knew they were the best in the Portuguese Super League. The most reliable defender combination, but I never thought it could be stable like this! Even when the team is sent off, it can still keep the defense stable."

But anyone can see that Porto's current defense is not as good as it was at the beginning!Their movements are not so standard, and their speed is not so fast. Everyone can see that their physical strength is suffering a huge loss.

His partner immediately refuted him: "But it's not just the credit of the two of them. Porto's midfield is also working hard. They try their best to control the front line in the midfield, although it is very difficult...Facing a completely liberated Belleron is terrible, I always thought he had abilities that did not belong to Rivaldo, but because of his physical fitness, he could only stay in Deportivo."

"Yes, yes, Valeron, Spain's own midfield master... Many people were looking forward to the contest between him and Deco before the game, but unfortunately, Deco had a little accident before the game , did not play, he sat on the bench."

"However, there is still a good midfielder Sebastian in the Porto team. To be honest, I am also very surprised that he can support the midfielder until now. After all, this young player has always been known for his imaginative passing. , and not good at defensive ability... oh! oh! oh!"

All the fans in front of the TV screen heard the guest commentator exclaim three times in a row: "After this fight, he staggered and almost fell to the ground..."

In the rain curtain, the thin boy swayed, but he didn't catch up immediately.

Bennett passed to Belleron before he could react, and although Sebastian quickly turned around and wanted to fight back, it was too late, the ball had already slipped across the turf and went to another place.

"Yo~Yo~Yo~" La Coruña's commentator laughed, "Young child, do you finally know the consequences of exhaustion? You will pay for your recklessness!"

The sound of Depor's commentary penetrated the rain and spread throughout the Riazor Stadium, causing the Galicians to laugh.

"Oh! Don't do it, our Sebastian, it seems that his physical strength has been exhausted, and the ball was snatched by Laco's Neibert just now. This is something that has never happened before!" Porto's commentator Santos felt heartbroken, "Is he unable to run? Can everyone still persist?"

Everyone knows that they are only running with that breath.

Sebastian half-kneeled on the ground, rainwater flowed down his hair into his collar, his whole body was completely soaked, there was rainwater, sweat, muddy water on his body, and maybe other things that were not expected stuff.

He felt as if his feet had been tied with two heavy shot puts, and those movements that seemed relaxed, simple, and easy in ordinary times all became inexplicably difficult at this time.

He tried to stand up on the turf, but his legs were weak, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground again.

Porto's players gathered in the midfield, trying to steal the ball from the opponent's feet, and no one had room to control him.

He panted "Ho Hugh, Hugh" and glanced at the time on the big screen, feeling more tired than ever.

28 minutes left.

He stood up on the turf and saw that all his teammates were running. Although their movements were no longer standard and their speed was no longer fast, they still organized the defense.

The power brought by that goal went into their hearts, allowing them to fight with one breath.

It should be gone long ago!Irueta was almost going crazy. He didn't think that Porto would be able to delay until this point, but the group of people still insisted on it, under the circumstances of Deporto's all-round encirclement and suppression.He knew it was because of that goal!goal!goal!In the first half, I watched Porto disperse in one breath, but I didn't expect a flying goal to bring them together again. At this time, the team-like Deporto at home when they played against Milan, is the worst. dealt with.

He actually had an illusion that maybe they couldn't equalize the game - bah!What a joke!

They still have so much time, and the advantage of one person will definitely not let the opponent get what they want!

And at this time, amidst the exclamations on the court, Sebastian was pushed staggered by his opponent again.

Does anyone know how annoying this heavy rain is? !

His team was stuck on the road due to the heavy rain, and almost couldn't arrive in time; his partner Deco was injured inexplicably due to an accident, and he could only sit on the bench after repeated insistence; Brain fever applied for a red card to leave the game, leaving them on this huge stadium; his technical characteristics destined him to prefer dry turf, but the continuous rain and the overwhelming rain changed everything——

Obviously able to defend, but lost the ball because the turf was too slippery and too physically strong.

There is nothing more annoying than this rain.

He has never played such a high-intensity game under such rainy conditions. No one knows that he felt a little dizzy at the end of the first half, and he felt a little bit better during the intermission. But not enough.

But they must persist until the end!This is something they must do, otherwise, why would he appear in this stadium?

When Deco couldn't play, he was the only one who could stand up.

25 minutes to go, hold on!

He was thinking vaguely, his body was almost mechanical, and he knocked the ball forward.He only knew that there was one of his teammates there, but he couldn't tell whether it was Delle or Alberto.

If it's Dellei, try to put it in the penalty area. If it's Alberto, it's best to pass it under his feet... Who can control so much now?It's good to be able to pass the ball, just let the ball move and don't fall at the opponent's feet.

As long as he can hold on...

Can you still run?

When he fell to the ground again, Sebastian finally had such a question in his heart. His body seemed to have lost all feeling after being washed by the rain. to the referee's whistle.

The opponent fouled?Or did he fall down because he couldn't run?By the way, where is his ball?What about the ball!

Sebastian suddenly pressed his palms on the ground and wanted to stand up, but all the strength in his body seemed to be drained, and he suddenly fell to the ground. He vaguely heard someone talking until a hand was pressed on the ground. on his shoulders.

Game paused?

"Hey, Sebastian, relax, relax, don't be nervous, you're out of strength!" A hand brushed his forehead, as if talking to the side, and then someone lifted him up and led him to the sidelines go.

A figure he was extremely familiar with stood there.

Even through the rain, Sebastian could tell who it was. His lips were trembling, and his frozen brain couldn't even think. He could only subconsciously call out the other person's name: "...Anderson?"

The man in the No. 10 jersey nodded to him and strode towards the pitch: "You've done enough, leave it to me."

He was assisted by Louis towards the bench, his soft footsteps were sloppy, but when he passed the coaching area, he produced tremendous strength, allowing him to grab the person standing there.

The cloth I got was soaked like my own jersey.

Sebastian grabbed the opponent tightly and looked at Mourinho's frown. He didn't know why he did this, his throat seemed to be choked, and he couldn't even utter a word.

In the rain, the black-haired boy's face was lifeless and pale, but the strength of grabbing him was unimaginably huge. Mourinho patted his head, and the coldness of his hands was shocking.

"Go and rest, don't be afraid."

And... 22 minutes!

Sebastian was directly pushed back into the locker room by the team doctor Luis, and he was immediately changed into the dry clothes that had been prepared a long time ago. Only then did he finally feel that his body was not so stiff and seemed to be alive again.

"Did something happen?"

"You're out of strength, my dear, and Jose has decided to replace you."

"But I saw Anderson, didn't he hurt his foot?!"

"It's not that serious... Anderson thinks he can play. After all, we don't have that many people available." The team doctor came over and shrugged at him, "Basically, it's him except you. You pushed him out at the beginning. He's just replacing you now."

"But……"

"There's nothing wrong, honey, you should think about yourself." Louis put a towel on him, "You have a fever, do you feel it? Oh, Sebastian, you have a fever Didn’t you notice? You should have told Jose earlier that you were replaced.”

The teenager who was criticized by the team doctor said: "Yes, yes... I don't think so."

"When you feel it, I'm afraid the temperature will be too high to walk." Louis handed a cup of hot water to his hand, and stuffed two capsules.

"what is this?"

"Cold medicine, if you still want to participate in the team's next game, I suggest you take it obediently."

Facing the unceremonious eyes of the team doctor, Sebastian obediently drank the hot water in one gulp.He sat alone on the bench in the locker room, looked at the busy figure of the team doctor, and whispered, "Luis, I want to go out to watch the game."

"Do you think your condition will get worse?" Louis glared at him viciously without hesitation.

"But you know how important this game is to us! I can't miss a time like this, I'm just worried...in case, in case, Anderson's feet must not be all right, if..."

Another cup of hot water was stuffed into his hand, along with a weird capsule.

"No chance." Louis was decisive. The old man, who was over fifty, looked at him for a while, and finally slowed down his voice, "Sebastian, trust your teammates. You are still in the game when you are exhausted. , Of course Anderson can do it, and our other players can do it too..."

Sebastian stared at him without saying a word.

"No one looks forward to victory more than you."

"But……"

"You never let them down, and they won't let you down, right?" Louis shook his head, "Okay, okay, you stay here, I have to go to the sidelines and wait!"

The thoughtful old man closed the locker room door while muttering, leaving only Sebastian sitting there alone.

Countless wild thoughts popped up, his brain was filled with all kinds of weird and whimsical ideas, imagining countless scenes of winning and losing, being praised by everyone to heaven and falling to hell.

It seems like he should trust Deco... Anderson's defense is not bragging, but he is much better than him, he has always known this, never seen that if the two of them play together on weekdays, Mr. will put him in a higher position what?But then it's not a one-man fight, it's them as a whole. His physical strength is not bad, but he is exhausted. What about his teammates?Oh no!You should believe in them, and in your teammates!

He hesitated, hesitated, wrapped in a towel, just made up his mind to stride to the door, thought for a while and then backed away.The door of the locker room seemed to be so heavy that he dared not push it open.

Want to watch teammates fight, but afraid to witness the disappointing results.

Why don't you just wait here?

He remembered what Louis had nagged before leaving: "Trust your teammates!"

Maybe Lewis was right?His mind was a little dizzy after taking the medicine, Sebastian leaned against the closet, wondering in a daze, what would Gelsenkirchen look like?

Until the door of the locker room was pushed open again!

The sleepy bug was chased away in an instant, Sebastian woke up suddenly and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately someone helped him in time.Sebastian looked up, and saw Deco who rushed in first, with an unconcealable smile on his face.

The corners of everyone's mouths were raised, as if they wanted to give him a reassurance.

He suddenly realized something, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Anderson! Anderson! Anderson!"

His answer was a hug from his partner, and the old man shouted angrily: "No, no, no, don't rub your vapors on him oh no! He has a fever Anderson! Stop, don't rub him body!"

It's a pity that it was drowned in everyone's cheers: "Advanced~Advanced~Advanced! Huh!"

"Gelsenkirchen! Gelsenkirchen! We're going to Germany, win the championship!"

They stepped on the corpse of La Coruña!Strutting towards the finals!

Mourinho leaned against the door frame, looked at his players, and finally showed his first smile since the game.

The author has something to say: It should have been updated a long time ago, but the school has been busy recently, and I don’t want to delay a game for too long, and the title has already been set, so I update it now

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2016.2.28

130|Thorn43

"Remember what we said after we won Manchester United?" he exclaimed. "We are the club with the most glorious history in the semi-finals. We have reached three European finals. 1984 Cup Winners Cup in Aberdeen, Scotland Losing to Juventus, beating Bayern at Dynamo Kiev in the Champions League in 1987 - but those are too far away, the closest, last season, we beat Celtic!"

May 2003, 5, Olympic Stadium, Serbia, Spain - Most of them have experienced that profound game, so they all smiled knowingly.

After that game they became the junior triple crown, and in the following time...they may even become the triple crown again!

Two finals, the Portuguese Cup, and the Champions League.

Mourinho waved his arm: "We have the responsibility to win the Champions League! Now, let's head towards Gelsenkirchen!"

Porto finally defeated Deportivo 1-0 at the Riazor Stadium and reached the final. It is expected to become the second team in history to win the UEFA Cup and Champions Cup in two consecutive years!

The first team in history to do this was Liverpool in the Premier League. In 1976, they defeated Club Brugge 4:3 in two rounds, reached the top of the UEFA Cup, and defeated Borussia Mönchengladbach 3:1 the following year. On top of Europe again.If Porto can defeat their opponents in the final, they will become the first team since the new century!

This team from Portugal rushed out of the predicament despite everyone's disbelief, and their names spread throughout Europe once again with this game. In the Dragon Stadium, the cheering Galicians, but in the In the cable field, their roles are reversed!

They have locked one of the seats in Gelsenkirchen, so who will the other team be?

On May 5, in London, England, at Stamford Bridge, in the second leg of another semi-final, someone saw Mourinho on the field with sharp eyes.

A guest commentator from Sky TV whistled: "It is said that Mourinho brought his family to London early this morning, and the "Sun" took a lot of photos at the airport...but it's a pity they The young coach was not interviewed. The game between Chelsea and Monaco will determine their opponent in the final. Mourinho declared that he came to inspect the opponent, hey! But I think there are other reasons!"

The Chelsea fans sitting in the stands probably understand why - because during this period of time, rumors about the Portuguese coach and their club have been rumored all over the city. It is said that their new boss, Abramovich, has worn Dao Huo turned to Ranieri, planning to change the coach, and Mourinho is his very optimistic candidate——

--one!

"There are rumors that Abramovich is also very interested in Didier Deschamps of Monaco... But now the young marshals are counting, and these two are the most popular. Oh! This Russian rich man is also sitting In the stands, this game, wow, he can examine two candidates at once!"

Under the stands, Didier Deschamps on the Monaco coach's bench beside the stadium.

In the stands, Mourinho was sitting among a large crowd of neutral fans.

As for Ranieri in the Chelsea chair... oh, come on!No one thought he would be able to stay in London any longer!

"Porto had progressed the day before and obviously Mourinho wanted to see their possible opponents live. Monaco beat Chelsea 3-1 in the first leg... well, to be honest, I I don't think 'Tinker' can bring Chelsea players back."

The game at Stamford Bridge will decide which team will meet Porto in Gelsenkirchen, and finally, Monaco, the opponent Mourinho has been looking forward to since the group stage, has a ticket to Germany.

This seems to be a kind of fate.

Somehow, the opponent they had been looking forward to from the very beginning finally came before them after experiencing all kinds of setbacks and difficulties, and after overcoming obstacles and trekking through mountains and rivers. Most people in Porto even had an early It should feel that way.

On May 5, five days later, Porto finally played the last Portuguese Super League game of the season. In the Dragon Stadium, they easily defeated Ferreira.

The undefeated record of winning the championship spread throughout Portugal and throughout Europe. This team from the Iberian Peninsula, bathed in the Atlantic sea breeze, once again captured people's attention in a new way.

On May 5, the first final, the Portuguese Cup against Benfica.

This is their old opponent in the league. This season and even last season, the Benfica people did not get cheap from them.

Monaco's coaching staff sat in the stands, and they found that the dragon did not discharge its main lineup.

——After that rainy night in Galicia, although it has been so long, Mourinho is still willing to give the players more time to rest. Of course, it is also to confuse the opponents who came from afar. The strongest lineup.

The process of the game seemed to be written according to the script in the league. From the first 15 minutes to the final whistle, they played against Benfica, even though captain Jorge Costa received a red card in the second half.

After the game against Deportivo, the ten-man challenge again obviously did not move them. The Porto people, who repeated their tricks, kept their advantage until the end. Relying on the goal from Delle before the end of the first half, they finally came to the final. podium.

Everyone is looking forward to the last championship.

What seemed like a distant dream at the beginning of the season, but now... it has become reality.

Porto's preparations are proceeding in an orderly manner. Each player has a DVD, which was collected by the technical team led by Boas over the past half month. It contains their possible matchups. Match highlights for each opponent.

For example, Paul Ferreira, sent him the offensive video of winger Giuly, while the other defenders got the DVD about Morientes and Pursau, and every player got the corresponding DVD. If you want, you can also communicate with your teammates.

—and that's exactly what they did.

Porto had a heated group discussion, exchanging thoughts and opinions on these videos, the most important thing was that Sebastian and Deco watched the videos in everyone's hands more than three times until they saw it Four star eyes.

How sane Roten is when organizing the team's offense, how agile Real Madrid's former player Morientes is when he seizes opportunities, how terrifying Giuly's speed is when he counterattacks...they all understand.In this way, Porto became familiar with Monaco, and the French team was like a dissected scalper in front of them, showing every detail.

They must be familiar with every intention of their opponents. Sebastian and Deco-this pair of midfielders will appear on the field at the same time after a long absence.

And such a scene... I haven't seen it for a long time.

On May 5th, unlike other games, Porto boarded the plane to Germany two days earlier, and the iron-winged bird flying in the sky carried all their dreams and aspirations.

Two nights later, when I went to the Schalke Stadium proudly, celebrities from all walks of life came in droves.

In the political circle, such as Portuguese Prime Minister Barroso, in the royal circle, such as Prince Rainier III of Monaco and Prince Albert, and in the sports circle, such as Klinsmann, Schumacher, Samaranch and others attended the match.

Abu's face flashed across the camera.

In the dressing room, Mourinho said to his players: "This day is destined to be remembered forever. In fact, the feeling here, the passion here, the scene here, will accompany us throughout our lives. Living in a tragic The memory will be a disaster, and the good ones will give us the strength to keep fighting. Do what you have to do, and please don't forget that you are a team."

His eyes swept over all the players, and he was not as serious as before. He smiled: "Believe in yourself, believe in your partners... Now, go desperately to win the game!"

In this completely unfamiliar locker room, he kissed every player like never before, imprinting love and strength on everyone.

Their blood seemed to be burning.

After the whistle blew, Porto's defense line retreated slightly. This time, they did not adopt the method of oppressive attack like in the previous game, but chose to defend and attack steadily.

After the opening 3 minutes, the captains of the two teams played against each other directly.Giuly, who received the ball after a direct pass from Cisse, almost formed a single-handed approach, but the seasoned Baier had rich experience and rushed out of the penalty area with a sliding shovel and successfully cleared the siege.

Costa did not play in this game. As the captain of the field, Baia perfectly resolved a crisis.

There was a thunderous applause from the stands, for their honorable captain.

Porto did a great job.

As time went on, Porto played more aggressively, and the slight timidity that was there at the beginning disappeared - they played so smoothly that Monaco was at a disadvantage.The Portuguese were surprisingly in control of the game, with a tight defense, a solid midfield and a full frontcourt.

When Giuly left the field with a strained thigh muscle, Porto accelerated their offensive rhythm again. They wanted to keep putting pressure on their opponents-so that the burden on their defense would be reduced.

And, they succeeded.

When Rodriguez gave Porto a free kick for a foul, they didn't pay much attention to it. However, when the free kick crossed a perfect arc and hit the goal net, from the court to the VIP seats, there was a lot of solemnity.

Sebastian, who just scored a goal, was pushed to the bottom of the mountain by his teammates. Except for his boots, the camera could not capture any part of him. This teenager became the youngest goal scorer in the Champions League final. the best way.

And he is destined to become famous all over the European arena.

Alenichev replaced Alberto in the second half, and Porto's formation changed from 4-3-1-2 in the first half to 4-5-1. The single arrow gave them more space in the midfield, which also meant Deco would be freed - he would be free to roam the wings, leaving the center entirely to Sebastian.

The midfield after such a change was predicted by many media before the game, and it was also considered by Deschamps, but when it really appeared, it still gave him a headache.

Did Zicos keep his eyes on Deco—that would mean he would leave the center line, or would he stay where he was?

The other midfielder he will defend is not as simple as imagined.

And such a change brought Porto the second goal. Monaco was careless in the corner kick attack, but was seized by the opponent.Deco knocked on Alenichev and quickly went forward. Porto formed a 3-on-2 frontcourt. Alenichev passed a defensive player and distributed the ball to the left. Sebastian, who had already understood it, broke in. Knocking back with his left foot in the penalty area, Deco made a slight adjustment after receiving the ball and easily scored with a low shot.

When the score was rewritten to 2:0, Prince Albert chose to exit.

And when Sebastian assisted Alenichev to score the third goal 5 minutes later, the audience cheered.

The Russian excitedly took off his jersey and raised his arms and shouted, while his assister was running wildly. In the stands, the forward's compatriot Abramovich recalled the scene of the three goals just now, and once again thought about the suggestion of his internal coach, oh!In other words, what price was used to pack the pair of mentors and apprentices to Stamford Bridge.

There were cheers in his ears, and laughter in front of his eyes.

The big picture is set!

The moment he had longed for is finally coming, and the reflection of dreams into reality makes the mood so beautiful. Mourinho looked at the players celebrating on the field, and finally smiled easily.At the same time, he was hugged by two arms - it was his midfielder Sebastian, the dark-haired teenager would rather get a yellow card to go to the sidelines to hug his coach, just like he often did.

Why refuse? !

Mourinho laughed and shouted loudly: "You are the best! We are the European champions!"

Possesses the ball, dominates the game, deprives opponents of confidence, and walks proudly to the end of the game.

The applause continued, people laughed, celebrated, and watched the team walk up to the highest podium.At the beginning they thought they were just spectators, and later they thought they were just accompanying readers. No one ever realized that the giant dragon had awakened after a long and long sleep. No one ever realized that the giant dragon After stumbling and learning to walk, he already knows how to fly.With one sneeze, the flames will burn all the giants in front of them, and burn all gossip, contempt, and contempt to ashes; to behind.

They have walked this long road of thorns.

The knights boarded the highest podium, and they could clearly see each other's shadows on the trophy that was close at hand.

That is the smile of the king of Europe.

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The author has something to say: I thought I was going to write about elders and elders, but after the first two chapters had seven or eight thousand words, I decided to write nine thousand

I didn't expect it to be so short hahaha

Uncle Psy’s words come from his biography. In fact, after writing, I can’t tell whether the main character is Uncle Psy or Oak--+

The full text is over, and the journey of Quercus in Portugal is over, let us see you in the Premier League!

2016.3.2