I am Quaresma

In the 19th minute of the first half, after ending an attack by Porto, Porto got a good counterattack opportunity.

Costinha crossed the ball to Quaresma on the right. Bridge couldn't keep defending Quaresma all the time, so he gave Quaresma a chance to get the ball.

When Bridge pushed up, Quaresma had already led the ball, turned around, and was ready to sprint.

Seeing that Quaresma didn't take himself seriously at all, Bridge felt a pain in the ass.

Different from the fullbacks he played against in the Premier League, although the Ying rough fullbacks have sharp breakthroughs, they are more violent breakthroughs, and their skills are actually very rough. He only needs to defend without brains.

But facing Quaresma today, Bridge has a deep sense of powerlessness. Every time he is broken, he is abused. He even feels that Quaresma is a little inhuman.

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

If it weren't for the fact that Quaresma had not reached a very high level in other aspects, then Bridge would not have to resist, and simply surrendered.

No, Quaresma didn't look like he was facing a big enemy at all when he took the ball and faced Bridge. Instead, Bridge was timid and fearful, with a face that had been bitten by a dog.

Quaresma pulled the ball with his left foot, quickly stepped over the ball with his right foot, and then stepped on the ball with his right foot and pulled it backward. 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 stunned!

How did he turn around?

Suddenly turned in front of you?

Come on, don't say anything, just chase it!

However, Quaresma, who spreads his feet, is not something he can easily catch up with. If it wasn't for Terry's fatal shovel to make up for it, I am afraid that Quaresma will take an inside shot next.

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

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

Bridge nodded with lingering fears, but also with gratitude in the nodding action. If Terry hadn't come to make up the defense, 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 have the heart to care about it. He only cares about one thing now - he is the only one who counterattacks, and he is a little weak!

But that's okay, at least the team's defense is still solid. What he fears most is that Del Neri will go his own way and have to show his ability to tune the offense in front of Mourinho.

Look, I'm not a defensive guy like you!

A draw is an acceptable result for Porto. If there is a chance to win, of course it is good, but if it cannot win, a draw is a win.

Quaresma's breakthrough also brought a lot of deterrence to Chelsea. In any case, the current Porto team is the European champion, but it is not a fish belly that they can easily wash.

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

What the heck, Quaresma is his own son, so I just did it?

In terms of strength, it is not necessarily who is stronger and who is weaker!

Robben, who is getting more and more angry, is also preparing to break out, at least not to let Quaresma specialize in beauty.

When his teammates got the ball, Robben actively stretched out his hands to ask for the ball on the wing, jumping up and down, so people couldn't look straight.

"Hey,

Ferreira, pass it on to me! "

"Hey, Makelele, pass it to me!"

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

"Tiago, as long as you pass the ball to me, I'll invite you to the nightclub to find the lady at night!"

......

Robben was shouting and shouting all over the field, and his teammates were all black lines on their faces.

Can't you stop being so embarrassing?

In order to prevent this guy from shouting anything more exaggerated, it may also be that the phrase "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 is also possible that it is just a change of posture - for example, from an old tree root to an old man's cart.

Now, it's my turn, Robben, to show off!

While preparing to break through, he shouted in his heart.

"I am the protagonist!"

However, the truth is often not so good. Robben's protagonist's dream was broken within three seconds.

Valeant, who was solid on defense, didn't care whether Robben wanted to be the protagonist or not. With a shovel, he put Robben down there with the ball, neatly.

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

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

How did I get put down?

I don't want face ah?

But after fighting with Valeant for such a period of time, he found that he didn't seem to have a good way to take Valeant, just like Bridge didn't have a good way to take Quaresma.

This is very irritating.

Well, I may not be the main character!

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

One can't prevent anything, the other can't get through...

Of course, Robben is undoubtedly much happier than Bridge, at least he doesn't have to worry about being...

So far, 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 is probably not expected by many people.

It's just that Del Neri wasn't happy for long when a big monster from Chelsea broke out.

Drogba, who was physically strong enough to be like an elephant, burst out the energy contained in his body, and beat Pepe, who was inspired by everyone, into fear.

In a long pass from Chelsea, Drogba put Pepeca behind him, stopped the ball calmly, turned around, and then volleyed violently, breaking the ten-finger barrier guarded by Baia.

Pepe was desperate behind Drogba. Did this guy grow up on hormones?

He tried his best to suckle, but Drogba pressed him to the ground and lay on top of him to suckle...

What the hell!

Not only did Pepe look constipated, but Quaresma wasn't much better.

How could he ignore the elephant king Drogba?

This thing can beat all the Premier League defenses to the point of terrifying existence!

Not so good now!