I am Quaresma

"It's not that easy for you to win. I admit that your performance was excellent, but this is the end of it. The victory is still ours!"

Before kick-off, Seedorf in front of Quaresma raised the corner of his mouth, and Quaresma, who seemed to be condescending, said.

It seems to be stating the facts, and at the same time it seems to be declaring war.

Quaresma smiled slightly when he heard the words, revealing his signature cynical smile. He had seen such provocations a lot and didn't care too much.

And Quaresma would like to ask Seedorf, how can such a big star like you still come here?

Without getting a response from Quaresma, Seedorf wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the referee's whistle, and then he saw Quaresma coming towards him with the ball.

The center of gravity is constantly changing, the ball is like a elf, firmly controlled under the foot, and occasionally a very realistic fake action, so that Seedorf almost twisted his waist.

The bicycle pulled the ball, stepped on the ball around his feet, and the coherent juggling movements fooled Seedorf in place, and Quaresma left a sound that made Seedorf blush, and then rushed to Milan's half court.

Looking at Quaresma's annoying back, Seedorf spat on the ground, and his expression became extremely angry.

Do you know how to respect the old and love the young?

I'm so old, you're shaking me like that?

Believe it or not, I just lay on the ground and touch the porcelain?

Quares Marco didn't know that Seedorf was complaining and betraying the old behind him. He only knew that Milan was about to explode.

Porto did not attack at all, and was pressed back by Milan. It was better than Quaresma. It was impossible to go through the Milan team alone. Broken down.

The game is bad!

Retreat without hesitation, even though Quaresma knows that he can’t contribute too much defensive power, but the size is also a person, and a person who can still move, even if he stands there, he is better than a wooden stake!

What if you can catch a leak!

Milan's offensive has come up, and the formation seems to have changed to 433. Shevchenko and Kaka are on the flanks, constantly interspersing, cooperating with Crespo to penetrate Porto's position, and the organization and scheduling of Pirlo's leisurely walks can already be seen by the master. Demeanor, with Gattuso behind the wall, Pirlo and Seedorf can also plug in boldly and provide back row offense.

As in the previous game, when Milan's toughness really showed, Porto had a hard time fighting back.

Fortunately, Porto doesn't have to think about counterattacks now, as long as they focus on defense. The current Porto is not the headless Porto in the last game.

The game seems to be stuck in a stalemate.

Milan's offensive has been higher and higher than Quaresma, but in terms of efficiency, the efficiency of the threat attack is really not high.

Porto's lineup is absolutely tit-for-tat. The three major midfielders are lined up, and the interception ability is no less than that of any team's midfield. Even if Sleepy wants to punch through with a straight kick, it is not so easy.

attack - destroy attack - attack - destroy attack - attack...

The field has completely turned into an offensive and defensive battle between Milan and Porto.

The Milan fans also slowed down and began to cheer in neatly, providing the team with all their energy, and they would never allow Porto to leave the San Siro with their heads held high.

In the 57th minute of the second half, Seedorf took a long shot from behind and almost hit the goal;

In the 64th minute, when Pirlo was constantly mobilizing Porto's defense from left and right, he suddenly took a long shot, which shocked the Porto players. shot, I'm afraid the situation will be bad;

In the 68th minute, Shevchenko took the ball from the left flank, and suddenly got up and took a shot, seemingly imitating Quaresma's in-cut shot.

The power of the nuclear warhead explosion was something that no one could imagine. The ball spun towards Porto's goal, and the extreme arc was even suffocating.

Baia was already powerless, and at that moment, the Porto players were already shrouded in despair.

But in the next second, the Porto generals who had survived the hardships were so excited that their hearts were about to pop out.

Captain Costa did his part by blocking Shevchenko's shot near the back post and shutting it out.

Baia was so excited that he hugged Costa and almost gave him a kiss, and the captain was reliable.

However, although Porto survived a series of attacks in Milan, they could not avoid the grim situation in front of them.

A bit unstoppable!

Even if Porto defends with all their strength, Milan has a great formation that is enough to ensure that they create a lot of opportunities in the attacking position and threaten Porto's goal.

Hold it once, hold it twice, hold it three times, but can Porto be guaranteed to hold it all the time?

The situation is already very bad.

Quaresma was already out of breath. In the second half, which was not a long time, he completed more sprints than he did in the first half, and his physical condition was worrying.

There is no way, if you don't rush, you can't do it, every teammate has already tried his best to defend, how can he just stand by and watch like an uncle.

And he didn't allow the great situation that he spelled out to be thrown away like that.

So, even if you can't rush, you have to rush!

Even if he died on the way to press, he would never back down.

Pepe blocked Pirlo's shot with his body, fell to the ground clutching his chest, but did not hear the referee's whistle, but immediately struggled to stand up and continued to devote himself to the defense...

Costa has saved the goal line twice in a row, and even hit his leg on the goal post because of a tackle, but still insisted on continuing the game...

Even though Meirelles had a cramp in his right leg because he rushed too hard, he still rushed over to block Seedorf's burst shot with his body without hesitation.

The teammates are desperate, how can Quaresma be on the sidelines?

Even if you can't run, you have to go back to the goal and use yourself as a post to block Milan's shot.

At that moment, it was as if the wills of all in Porto were united and turned into an unstoppable edge, a solid wall.

The game was completely white-hot, and even the Milan players couldn't rush a little. In the last few minutes, time seemed to be slowed down, and every minute and second was maddening.

Quaresma was constantly dressed in rough clothes, and his feet seemed to be in constant motion. At this moment, his physical fitness in his early 70s had become his biggest shackle on the field, even far exceeding the opponent's defense against him.

Just let the time come to an end!

Quaresma prayed silently in his heart while rushing towards Kaka who was holding the ball along the right with the last bit of strength in his body.

God, can you hear me?