Midfielder

3:0, after 90 minutes of the game, Porto left more than 40,000 Marseille fans at the Velodrome Stadium with such an ending.

With a 2:0 lead in the first half, Mourinho began to replace his front three players one after another after 70 minutes in the second half.

However, this tough guy did not replace any defensive players. Mourinho's adjustment was completely a positional substitution. McCarthy was replaced by a forward. He wanted to keep the madness of Porto going.

Even if he was already ahead, Mourinho did not want the French to have any hope of a reversal. He kept the pressure and the interception ability in the frontcourt. He even asked Maniche to press forward as much as possible when defending and use long shots to test the goal guarded by Barthes.

In name, Porto still had 4 defenders on defense, but Valente and Ferreira's wing forward pressure never stopped, especially their cooperation with Alenichev and Fernandez, which often made the Marseille full-backs miserable.

According to Mourinho himself, if the African elephant was on the striker line of the Porto team now, that guy would have performed a hat trick at least once. Compared with Drogba, McCarthy's header technique and impact are still inferior.

However, the South African's agility and frequent running are still creating opportunities. The cooperation between him, Deco and Lin Yi has become more and more skillful.

Before he left the court, Barthes had made at least two world-class saves. He had been tortured enough by this South African black diamond. This was the first time that the bald goalkeeper felt disgusted with the game. This feeling of being suppressed was really fucking depressing.

But the new guy still did not leave any chance for the Marseille team. The new striker Carlos Alberto, who replaced McCarthy, changed the score on the field for the Porto team again in the 71st minute of the game.

After McCarthy left the field, Lin Yi used a series of acrobatic moves to shake off at least three people's interception. He almost hooked the ball back at the corner of the baseline. Alberto, who was responding in the middle, was basically not intercepted by anyone.

A simple shot in front of the goal, Alberto's first appearance for Porto, made the former French goalkeeper Barthes shake his head helplessly for the third time.

Now it is no longer possible to describe the miserable state of Marseille with a simple defeat. Even before the game was over, the more than 40,000 fans at the Velodrome Stadium had begun to throw their torn tickets into the sky. The fans were already a little desperate.

In the confetti flying all over the sky, all you can see are the extremely disappointed fans and the extremely frustrated Marseille players. This damn game has exhausted all their pride, but the final outcome is still so unacceptable.

One goal, two assists. When Lin Yi was substituted in the 75th minute, the Marseille supporters at the Velodrome Stadium seemed to have removed a stone from their chests. The little guy they regarded as a devil finally left the stadium.

However, the smile on Lin Yi's face when he left the field still deeply hurt the hearts of the French. They actually lost to the same team twice in a row, and the same kid became the dominant player on the field. They lost equally miserably.

No matter how unwilling the Marseille fans were, the black-haired little guy had successfully made the tens of thousands of fans at the Velodrome Stadium remember his name, and remembered it very deeply.

But the final outcome could not be changed. Porto always controlled the rhythm of the field in the 90-minute game, leaving no chance for the Marseilles from beginning to end. Drogba, who was able to score a goal in the last game, could only accept the reality of being completely silent.

In the whole game, only Mido found a chance to score in the last ten minutes, but his shot was also blocked by Baia. Marseille lost the last chance to save face. They even had only seven shots in the whole game.

No attack, no defense, only futile running and meaningless fouls. Marseille lost all dignity in their home court.

The Porto team, which they once regarded as a target for points, humiliated this traditional giant in Ligue 1 with a double home and away record.

However, after the game, Marseille's chairman Boucher still declared in front of the media, "Although we lost the game, it is not the end of the world. We still have two games. As long as we win them all, Marseille still has a chance to enter the knockout stage."

But everyone knows that this guy is just trying to save face. Entering the knockout stage? Only idiots will believe his nonsense at this time.

Now Marseille only has three points, while Porto has already got eight points with two wins and two draws. With two games left, they have already surpassed Marseille by five points, unless they lose two games in a row and Marseille wins two games in a row.

If they can beat Belgrade Red Star, it may be possible, but want to beat Real Madrid? What's the difference between that and a fool's dream?

Does this guy really naively think that Real Madrid will let Marseille go because of Zidane's relationship? If he really thinks that way, then this guy really shouldn't be the chairman of a club with complicated relationships, but should go to kindergarten to teach children.

Based on Marseille's current competitive state, it is a question whether they can get out of Belgrade unscathed, let alone beat the Spaniard.

And the news from the Bernabeu a few minutes later once again shattered Boucher's illusory dream, and the most unlikely situation in Group F occurred.

Real Madrid was able to bring back three points from Belgrade, but they couldn't beat the same opponent at home.

0:0, five minutes after the match between Porto and Marseille ended, the Bernabeu also sounded the whistle of the end, but there was no cheering in the stadium at that moment.

The lineup built with 200 million euros actually failed to win a victory from a team in a second-tier European league, and it was at their home court. It is no wonder that the supporters of Real Madrid had already booed with dissatisfaction when there were 5 minutes left in the game.

Real Madrid had only four more shots than their opponents in the whole game, and had one less absolute chance to score than their opponents. It is estimated that no Real Madrid fan can accept this fact, and they can only vent their dissatisfaction in this way.

There were no injuries or fatigue. Figo, Zidane, Ronaldo, Beckham, and Raul, who scored in the last game, all started the game, but such a seemingly strong lineup failed to beat Belgrade Guerrilla.

Just ten minutes into the game, Carlos injured his thigh when shooting a free kick. When the Brazilian turtle left the field, no one thought that this would be the beginning of Real Madrid's bad luck. The fans were still waiting for the shooting performance of Real Madrid to begin.

Guti replaced Carlos as a defensive midfielder, Bravo changed to a left back, and Elguera retreated to the central defender position. The consequence of this change was that only Beckham could intercept in Real Madrid's midfield, while Guti and Zidane all ran to organize the attack.

From the moment Carlos left the field, the game completely became the world of Belgrade Guerrilla. The Guerrilla trained by Matthäus didn't learn anything else, but they did learn the same tough style as the Germans.

They didn't bother with Real Madrid in the midfield at all. Their attack was extremely concise, and they pursued physical contact in the confrontation. Such a tough approach once made Real Madrid very uncomfortable.

Guerrilla controlled the game almost throughout the first half. Their shots frequently made Casillas make world-class saves, but the nickname "Saint Casillas" sounded more like a satire at this time.

Not only did the opponent frequently threaten Real Madrid's goal in the attack, but Guerrilla also didn't leave any chances for these big names in defense.

Whether it was Zidane's long-range shot from the outside or Ronaldo's push shot at the edge of the penalty area, including Raul's grab in the penalty area, they failed to knock on the opponent's door, and Beckham's signature free kick also lost its former sharpness.

In the whole game, only Guti's two sudden forward insertions caused trouble for Belgrade Guerrilla, but Ronaldo's two shots in the penalty area were all off the post. I really don't know whether Real Madrid lacked luck or was harmed by their overly relaxed attitude.

The game time passed quietly in this way. When the Real Madrid superstars woke up, they had already lost the chance to control the game.

After the game entered the stoppage time, Guerrilla even had a chance to win the game. In the 93rd minute, Casillas flew to save the opponent's shot with one hand. Guerrilla striker Ilic faced the empty goal with his right foot, but the damn football went off the right post.

In the last half minute of stoppage time, Casillas flew to save the opponent's cross. Ilic volleyed with his right foot 9 meters in front of the goal. Casillas made a high-level save again and blocked the ball with his body. It can be said that Real Madrid was so lucky to even get a draw.

After the game, perhaps those Spaniards will be very embarrassed to find that they have not been able to seize the opportunity that appeared in advance. Instead, they are like Porto, with two wins and two draws and eight points, and those Portuguese have more goals than themselves.

Porto had already taken the top spot in the group before the last game. Perhaps now the Spanish people feel that the trouble they are about to encounter is no less than that of the French.

When Lin Yi saw the score of Real Madrid, he had not yet wiped off the water drops on his body after the shower, but the boy had already grinned, as if he had seen something very funny.

"Hey, guys, it seems that the old man God also likes to watch the fun. He is giving us a chance to defeat our opponents." However, when McCarthy saw Lin Yi's expression, he subconsciously tightened his bath towel. He clearly felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.

I don't know if the Spanish nobles felt this chill, but Lin Yi's white teeth have been sharpened enough. Maybe his next bite will be on someone.

Maybe now the Spanish people don't know that they have played a little too big this time. This has become a farce that they have tied themselves up in a cocoon.

No one can predict what will happen in the Bernabeu. . .

(Second update... Well, I have been updating so fast recently, have you given me any reward to praise me? If you haven't subscribed, a small compensation is also good. Tomorrow night, my AC Milan will fight with Chievo, I don't know if we can win. I pray to God ING...)