Midfielder

At 20:45 on December 9, at the Bernabeu Stadium in Madrid, Spain, the last round of the group match between Porto and Real Madrid in Group F finally started. It was originally just an insignificant duel, but now it has become a confrontation of honor.

Porto's pre-match provocation has already angered the fans of the Bernabeu. They need their team to win the opponent. Only victory can wash away this shame. Now the game has nothing to do with whether they qualify or not, but only the face of Madrid fans and the honor of Real Madrid.

The whistle of Bennett, the referee from England, ignited the war of the last duel for the two teams. At this moment, the Bernabeu Stadium also erupted with a huge roar, as if the whole stadium was ready to swallow up the group of barbarians from Portugal at any time.

These crazy Madrid fans wished that the team's superstars could kill this rogue opponent in the first attack, but God certainly did not hear their shouts. The Porto team, which got the kick-off right, was the first to launch a surprise attack on the field.

After Dallei and Deco kicked off in the center circle, they did not rush to pass the ball back to the backcourt, but cleverly dribbled past Figo when he came up.

Figo's failed interception gave Dallei space to move forward, but the Brazilian did not take credit. When Zidane pressed up, he wisely chose to pass the ball, and Deco, who was waiting beside him, took over his offensive task.

Deco did not dribble too much. After taking two steps forward, he cleverly cooperated with Lin Yi and pulled to the other side.

A simple two-on-one, Lin Yi and Deco made the simplest pass-and-run cooperation after getting the ball, but the speed of these two guys' kicks was too fast. They got rid of Solari's entanglement in a face-to-face encounter, and Deco's pulling to the side also took away Beckham's defensive attention.

Lin Yi had plenty of time to control the ball at this time, but he did not hesitate at all. After receiving the ball, he made a ground pass that flew along the grass and instantly broke through the sideline defense guarded by Ruben. Valente, who was on the left side, had already made a high-speed advance.

In a duel with a novice like Ruben, Valente would not leave any chances for his opponent. Lin Yi's comfortable through pass gave him enough space to start. He rushed to the bottom line at almost one speed, and followed up with a very fast bottom line cross.

Ruben did not even have the opportunity to tackle and intercept at this time. This rookie who made his debut was completely fooled by Valente's experience.

A fast and flat arc passed through the penalty area of ​​Real Madrid. Pavon and Bravo, who were responsible for the central defense, jumped at the same time, while Porto had only one Dallei in the penalty area who had already responded. This was already a foolproof defensive formation.

But what Queiroz and more than 80,000 Madrid fans saw was that Dallei grabbed the commanding heights behind the two sticks and headed the ball into the goal.

Maybe Queiroz should now thank the genius standing on the goal line. It was Casillas who saved Real Madrid less than 30 seconds after the start of the game. Maybe Casillas was already familiar with the two guys in front of him and would habitually make mistakes.

He jumped up and blocked Dallei's header with a single fist, but when he got up from the grass, no one could see the excitement on Casillas' face. Maybe at this time he was more worried about the progress of his next game. After all, he is not an omnipotent God.

Casillas did not roar with dissatisfaction to his back line because of this distress, but he had walked towards his two central defenders and whispered to them to try to keep an eye on the Brazilian and not give the opponent such a comfortable header opportunity in the penalty area.

But even Casillas himself may not know how much effect this warning can have. The partnership of Pavon and Bravo may sometimes be more threatening than the opponent's forwards, because you can never guess when these two guys will get sick.

Then Deco's corner kick reminded Casillas in a timely manner that the two guys were no longer just time bombs, because Pavon's header almost went into his own goal. His idiotic behavior was met with a round of boos.

"My God, maybe we really should suggest to President Florentino that we must buy a few defenders. Such mistakes have almost stopped my heart. These guys who play as defenders are even more dangerous than the opponent's forwards!"

Even the live commentator at the Bernabeu couldn't stand Pavon's poor performance. Even if this was at the Bernabeu's home court, they would ruthlessly refute such idiotic behavior. Anyway, it was not the first time that the Real Madrid team's defense line was booed at home.

This was also the first time that the Bernabeu Stadium booed its own team after the start of the game. In a game that they could not afford to lose, they did not want to see their team score an own goal again, nor did they want the thrilling scene against Guerrilla to happen again.

I just don’t know if Florentino, who is now sitting in the VIP seat, has heard such appeals. The latter of "Zidane + Pavon" may have become an eternal pain in his heart. On the most luxurious Galaxy battleship, they have the worst defense in history.

The sharpest spear with the worst quality shield, I really don’t know if this is a mockery of the 200 million euros, anyway, it seems like a kind of irony.

However, compared with this poor defense, Real Madrid's offensive machines did not disappoint the fans. Their first counterattack also made Porto's defense sweat, and Baia also made a world-class save to save the goal.

Beckham's pass became the starting point of this counterattack. Porto's second corner kick failed to escape Casillas's high-altitude blockade, and the Spanish goalkeeper's long-distance hand throw after catching the ball also provided Real Madrid with a counterattack opportunity.

Beckham, who received the ball near the center circle, almost did not look up to observe the receiving route of the players in front, and directly used a long pass of more than 50 meters to open up the left side guarded by Ferreira. Raul, who was wandering in every corner of the front line, controlled the ball before Ferreira.

Ferreira's close-range pressing didn't make Raul lose his composure. He controlled the ball at his feet slowly, using fake moves to trick Ferreira into stealing the ball, while looking for a better offensive opportunity. The two guys started a one-on-one contest on the right side of the penalty area.

However, Raul did not choose to pass Ferreira this time. He had already seen a better opportunity from the corner of his eye. A guy like a spotlight was rushing up at high speed. The ball under Raul's feet was sent directly along the route that guy sprinted up.

Not noticing when the Frenchman came up, even the experienced Costinha didn't see how the skinhead got behind him. When he found out all this, Raul's pass had already hit the top of the arc of the penalty area.

Before Costinha had time to turn around to block Zidane, the Frenchman had already swung his foot and shot directly from the edge of the penalty area. The ball whistled towards the upper corner of the goal. If Baia hadn't been focused enough, he might not have had a chance to touch the ball.

Lin Yi's pass and Zidane's shot immediately put the game into a fast-paced attack and defense from the beginning. In the first fifteen minutes, the two teams tried 11 shots in total, and Porto temporarily had the upper hand with 6:5. The goalkeepers of both teams naturally became the busiest people.

However, such a hot scene did not make the fans of Bernabeu feel excited, because Real Madrid now has a biggest shortcoming compared with Porto. Although the offensive is equally fierce, Porto's defense line is obviously more orderly.

From Costinha, Maniche and Bosingwa on the wing, these guys have plenty of physical strength. They can rely on running in the front and back fields to block the front field attack of Real Madrid, which has played a very good buffering role for Carvalho and others.

Real Madrid did not have such good luck. Beckham, who played as a single defensive midfielder, always had to face the threat of Deco and Lin Yi, and Solari and Figo in the front field could provide him with too little help. Real Madrid, which did not have an intercepting midfielder, might be missing Makelele who left at this moment.

It took Porto less than 15 minutes to torment Real Madrid in the frontcourt. The frequent position changes between Lin Yi and Deco became a nightmare for the opposing defenders. Their choice of passing or shooting often made the opponent lose sight of one thing while focusing on another.

Real Madrid's defense always seemed shaky. Deco had at least twice dribbled past Pavon and shot directly. If it weren't for Casillas's magical save, perhaps the walls of the Bernabeu would have been pierced by these barbaric Portuguese.

Lin Yi's elusive appearance at the top of the penalty area planted bombs for the opponent. He didn't intend to get too entangled with the opponent. His increasingly fast passing speed often made Pavon and Bravo look confused as the football passed by them.

Dallei's ghostly running position was also in front of Casillas, looking for opportunities again and again. Although the Brazilian had not yet touched the opportunity to score, this dangerous feeling like a thorn in the throat always threatened the goal of Real Madrid.

Although Zidane, Raul and Ronaldo's shots also embarrassed Baia, Carvalho and Jorge Costa's flying blocks always disrupted their rhythm. At least these tough guys would not become fatal loopholes in the back line like Pavon.

Now the game has completely changed from a competition of who attacks more fiercely to who can defend against the opponent's impact. However, Porto's back line now obviously has more advantages on the field, which may be the most intolerable thing for all the Madrid fans present.

Maybe at this moment, a huge sense of depression has gathered in the Bernabeu Stadium. The Madrid fans and Spanish media who wanted to give their opponents a good look did not see the one-sided game they imagined, but a well-matched confrontation. This is probably the most melancholy fact for them.

And the reporters from Portugal on the sidelines waved their hands happily. They swayed their bodies and cheered for Porto.

Lin Yi's performance on the field also made the Spaniards feel depressed. Although the black-haired boy has not yet been able to create a killing opportunity for the goal guarded by Casillas, his strange running position and elusive passes have made the fans of the Bernabeu clench their fists subconsciously.

"Attack, attack again, find the smallest loophole in the defense line, and break through it!" Now Lin Yi has such a simple idea in his mind.

For the first time, he felt his feet were burning on the court, and his whole body seemed to have been integrated into the atmosphere of fierce confrontation. He did not feel tired at all, only the enthusiasm after passing or passing again and again. This offensive battle seemed to ignite his crazy nerves.

Whether facing Beckham's interception or Solari's pull, Lin Yi never lost the football under his feet easily. With a flick, a flick, a dunk, and a flexible dodge, the half of the Real Madrid team has become an area for him to gallop.

Although the boos in the Bernabeu Stadium have never stopped, especially when Lin Yi has the ball, the sound will burst out more fiercely, but this has not affected Lin Yi's rampant pace in the Real Madrid half. He hit the Madrid defense again and again.

"Fuck the boos, I just want to win this game, no matter what you boring guys boo like idiots!" Maybe the Madrid people didn't realize that their boos were like fuel, constantly adding energy to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi made only one pass error in the first 20 minutes. Mourinho saw with his own eyes that after the pass error, the boy hit his thigh hard with his fist. Only a fierce look appeared on his absolutely handsome face.

"That boy is a beast that releases his ferocity on the field. Don't provoke him easily." At this time, Mourinho seemed to think of his opponents in the Portuguese Super League. For Lin Yi's evaluation, perhaps only the opponents on the field can understand how fierce this boy is.

The last time he lost the ball in the last minute against Real Madrid, it has become a thorn in Lin Yi's heart. Now he wants to pull this thorn out with his own hands. This crazy idea has made Lin Yi the brightest spot in the entire Bernabeu.

Now I am afraid that no Real Madrid fan will think that the boy who looks like a handsome boy is cute. Lin Yi has become the nightmare of more than 80,000 fans on the scene. His black hair is like a devil's curse, always piercing the hearts of Madrid fans.

Real Madrid's attacking group was already working hard enough, but Porto's compact formation didn't leave them much room to exploit. The mentality of not being able to lose made them start to press forward, which buried a huge hidden danger for the already unstable back line.

Football matches are sometimes like a duel in a boxing ring. If you can't knock down your opponent with a flurry of punches, then you may have thrown yourself to a very dangerous edge. A heavy punch from the opponent at any time may completely end you.

When the game reached the 37th minute of the first half, Porto's heavy punch, which had been put away for half a day, suddenly swung out fiercely, launching a fatal attack that silenced the Bernabeu, and the leader was the little black-haired guy.

Lin Yi swung the most fierce punch when the opponent's attack was the most crazy. He used such a counterattack to make the entire Bernabeu remember him.

Originally, it was a scoring opportunity for Real Madrid. Zidane made a short pass in the middle and found Ronaldo who was wandering in the heart of Porto. The alien pulled and dribbled away Jorge Costa's defense, but he didn't find a chance to shoot.

After he turned and passed Costa, Carvalho's sliding tackle kicked the ball away directly, but the ghostly Raul appeared in the penalty area. His kick poked the ball towards the goal. Baia, who had already attacked in advance, was confused by this sudden change.

The ball bounced along Baia's fingertips, and Real Madrid's first goal seemed to be coming soon, but at the moment before the ball crossed the goal line, a foot stretched out diagonally saved Porto. Costinha, who retreated to his own penalty area, shoveled the ball out on the goal line.

Before the sighs of the Madrid fans could be heard, they had already seen a terrifying scene. Costinha's clearance was kicked into Real Madrid's half by Valente who arrived later. That was where Solari should have been standing, but now that guy had disappeared!

The guy was replaced by a black-haired kid. At this moment, the iconic No. 20 jersey on his back was so dazzling on the big screen.

Stop the ball, turn around, flick, and dunk. Every move of Lin Yi flashed clearly on the big screen of the Bernabeu Stadium. Behind him was Solari who was desperately chasing. His coherent moves had already thrown off Pavan who was sticking to him.

"Stop him!" Casillas roared for the first time, but Salgado was the only one left on Lin Yi's way forward.

The rash forward pressure was a stupid move. Just now, Real Madrid pressed all its players to the midfield. That should have been their chance to hit a fatal blow, but now all this has become empty talk. Lin Yi's quick counterattack has already killed in front of their penalty area.

Without the support of his teammates, Lin Yi was also facing the most empty defense of Real Madrid. The idea of ​​fighting desperately made him rush out regardless of everything. It didn't matter if there were interceptions in front and pursuers behind. Now Lin Yi could only see the goal of Real Madrid.

Swinging his body continuously, Lin Yi was shaking his body like a pendulum in the high-speed breakthrough. Maybe the fans in Madrid were not unfamiliar with this action. It should have belonged to the alien Ronaldo's patent, but now they could only watch Lin Yi pass Salgado.

"One is not enough!" Lin Yi's supporting foot pushed hard against the grass. He was still accelerating. After shaking off Salgado who tried to foul and knock him down, there was only Casillas in front of him, and he didn't even consider whether there was a foot with studs behind him kicking him.

Lin Yi now only wanted to break the opponent's goal. What he wanted was the most enjoyable feeling of scoring a goal. Even Casillas couldn't stop him.

Fake moves, shaking, Casillas's attack seemed a little pale in front of Lin Yi's continuous fake moves. Although he stretched his body desperately to block the opponent's shooting angle, when Lin Yi passed through his fingertips like the wind with the ball, everything was too late.

The last sound Casillas could hear was the muffled sound of the football being kicked, and a wild voice roaring loudly behind him.

The Bernabeu at night, at this moment, fell into silence. . .

(One update first. I went through the discharge procedures today. I came back late. I will update more tomorrow. By the way, I mourn for my AC Milan. Sigh, they conceded two goals in one minute. How did they do that? I am so depressed. But Rooney is going to run away? What should Manchester United do? Will they rely on the little pea to save the world? This,,, is not a fairy tale, right?)