Midfielder

Chapter 139 The counterattack has just begun

A challenge that made others look extremely arrogant, but the little guy who issued the challenge did not avoid Roy Keane's gaze at all.

He even raised his head and looked at the unfriendly Irishman, and the right hand that was demonstrating with the opponent was not taken away from his neck.

Anyway, Lin Yi has made up his mind at this moment, he should do something, even if this approach looks a bit arrogant in the eyes of others, it doesn't matter.

What he wanted was this feeling. Just like Keane threatened to kick his legs off, Lin Yi also expressed his toughness in this way.

"This is my fucking territory, not Old Trafford, not Manchester United's Theater of Dreams! So I am the master here!"

During the more than 20 minutes of fighting with Roy Keane, Lin Yi just wanted to prove to his opponent that he was not inferior to him and that he could beat anyone.

Now, he needs to defend the honor of the Dragon Stadium with the Porto team. They have not lost a game here, and today is no exception!

Because of Lin Yi's naked challenge this time, the atmosphere on the court seemed a bit stagnant, but it was more because the Manchester United players were not used to it.

After all, no one in the Premier League dares to face-to-face with Roy Keane like this, including the Frenchman with long arms and legs.

The Irish villain has always been the one to intimidate others, and he has never been intimidated before, but now, it's all happening in front of them.

The guy who made the provocation had just celebrated his sixteenth birthday a few months ago. In the eyes of many Manchester United players, this kid was looking for death.

But Lin Yi's bold challenge to Roy Keane did not surprise Mourinho. He knew before the game started that this kid would do this, just by watching the game video every day. Suddenly, Mourinho knew that Lin Yi was waiting to meet Keane.

It is Lin Yi's choice to fight against such a high-level defensive midfielder. If he cannot kill the opponent face to face, he will definitely consider it an irreparable regret, so as long as he is given a chance, the little guy will definitely do something that will make people live in his lifetime. Things that are unforgettable, just like just now.

Not only was Ferguson marveling at that weird pass, Mourinho was also a little confused. Only that kid could do such an unconventional move.

It is a kind of wild primitive instinct. This is Mourinho's usual evaluation of Lin Yi, and this kind of instinct is what he needs most.

The wolf will run for several kilometers to chase its prey, and Lin Yi will use every opportunity to stun the defender who blocks him.

No matter what Lin Yi does, Mourinho is not surprised, because football is like a part of the kid's body, everything is instinctive.

Especially when there is excitement in the game, that kid can perform all kinds of incredible moves, and victory will make him become more and more crazy.

Just like Mourinho himself wants to win Manchester United at home, they all need to use results to prove their worth. This is the only option.

Mourinho did not take the initiative to show favor to Ferguson before the game as usual, just to maintain a calm mentality during the game.

If you want such a great old man to recognize yourself, the best way is to win him and pull Manchester United directly from their superior position.

Mourinho does not deny that he has great respect for the old man who has been coaching for decades, but this does not mean that he will choose to give in in such a fierce competition.

Similarly, Lin Yi will not back down because of his opponent's toughness. He has only one choice, and that is to go on against such a tough guy.

Others may be surprised by this kid's boldness and dare to challenge Keane, but Brito, who is the assistant coach of the Porto team, does not think so.

On the contrary, he thought that such behavior was the boy's true nature, and there was no need to be surprised at all, because he had seen it too many times and was already used to it.

"That kid, like José, is full of aggressive elements. If one day he bows his head and admits defeat, it will really be a disaster."

But Brito still muttered something, probably that was what he wanted to say most, "That little guy and José are both madmen, so any behavior of the two of them is unexplainable. I default to , That’s God’s arrangement, so whatever they do is reasonable.”

There is no way, this is Mourinho and the little lunatics he taught. No one can stop them from doing anything or saying anything. Anyway, everything is in vain.

Although Roy Keane now wanted to walk up to Lin Yi and teach this arrogant boy a lesson, Ferguson's gesture made him hold back.

The experienced Ferguson is still not sure whether this is Lin Yi's own arrogance or Mourinho's instruction to provoke the little guy.

Moreover, Manchester United's frontal defense is very tight. He will not let his midfielder go into a one-on-one duel. He needs to calm down.

McCarthy, Deco, and Maniche, who are wandering in the middle, are the biggest threats. No matter how many opportunities are created on the wing, someone will eventually score a goal. Look at that kid's recent passing habits. The pass behind the cut is his purpose.

Ferguson signaled Brown to move closer to Fortune, and he also asked his assistant coach to tell the South African hunk not to be impulsive and to hold his position.

Let Brown and Fortune get closer. Even if Lin Yi can break through the first person's interception, there will be another checkpoint on his way forward.

Ferguson now does not hesitate to order Giggs to retreat to the left side to participate in the defense as much as possible, and try to push Ferreira back.

It would be better if Alenichev's offensive energy could be involved. As long as the Porto players are not allowed to form an absolute advantage on the left side of Manchester United, Ferguson does not want to see his side being penetrated by the opponent again, which is definitely not a good sign.

Compared to the right side guarded by Phil Neville, Fortune's side is the biggest loophole, especially this guy's rough character.

I hope this guy will not get carried away because of a goal, otherwise, those Porto players will definitely cause him a lot of trouble.

Especially the black-haired kid, Ferguson can see from his words that the kid is definitely the kind of guy who will not give up until he achieves his goal.

You have to say that old guys like Ferguson are very accurate in judging people, especially when looking at players, he can always easily see the essence through the surface.

Just like his evaluation of Lin Yi, it can be said to be very accurate. That kid really won't give up until he achieves his goal. He is quite stubborn.

And one minute later, Lin Yi used a fierce side attack to tell this wise Scottish old man, "Congratulations, you got it right!"

Although Fortune had warned Lin Yi with a vicious look after the attack just now, not to think about breaking through from his side.

But Lin Yi didn't care about him at all. When he came back, he still rushed towards the left side guarded by Fortune without any hesitation.

Roy Keane didn't help to defend this side. His defensive energy had been grabbed by Deco. The cunning Brazilian would not give Keane the opportunity to split his attention. His flexible running kept pulling Keane's attention, leaving him no time to care about Fortune's side.

It is estimated that God was having a midnight snack at this time and had no time to take care of the unlucky South African. Lin Yi sprinted with the ball and went straight towards him.

Shaking, when Fortune saw Lin Yi shaking his ankle, he was confused because he couldn't guess what this kid wanted to do.

Passing? Passing? Fortune was completely stunned by Lin Yi's frequent changes of direction. He even felt a little stiff and didn't know what to do.

Tackle? Or knock him down? Fortune might be so helpless for the first time, and he didn't even react when Lin Yi dribbled past him.

When Brown, who was defending, saw this scene, he really wanted to yell at the idiot, but Lin Yi's cut-in didn't give him that chance.

When Brown lowered his center of gravity and prepared to stop Lin Yi, he saw the craziest scene. If he could shout, he would definitely roar loudly.

It wasn't that the black-haired kid in front of him used a fake move to shake him, but he watched a foot kick from behind Lin Yi.

And it was directly running towards the person, not the football at all, and it was a flying kick in the air! It kicked Lin Yi's back hard.

"Damn! That South African idiot! This is the fucking penalty area! Shit! What the hell is he doing!" Brown probably wanted to tell Fortune in person at this moment that if killing people was not illegal, he would be the first to shoot him. NO, not one shot, but a volley of bullets.

No one knows what Fortune is thinking now, why he would do such a dangerous move on the edge of his own penalty area, but Brown knows that the damn idiot has messed everything up, especially when he saw Lin Yi fall in the penalty area and the referee ran over.

Never mind whether this is Porto's home court, even if this is Manchester's Old Trafford, you can't really let the referee be blind.

Facing Fortune's foul action of stretching his foot behind his back with obvious intention of hurting people, any referee would probably not make a wrong judgment. Of course, except for black whistles and idiots, but the premise is that he is sure that he has lived enough and does not want to walk out of the Dragon Stadium with his breath.

"Beep!", the referee's hand was already pointing to the penalty spot, and he had already walked towards Fortune, the offender. Now Ferguson could only pray that it was not a red card.

But God was not on Ferguson's side at this time. The referee on duty mercilessly pulled out the red card from his pocket and held it high to Fortune.

Red card + penalty, damn it! Ferguson was a little excited for the first time in this game, and he threw the water bottle in his hand onto the grass fiercely.

Ferguson, who had always been very calm, had no interest in chewing his gum at this time, and he spat fiercely on the grass.

Although the camera could not interpret what this hot-tempered old man was mumbling, Ferguson's eyes at this moment could definitely kill people.

If Fortune looked back at Ferguson at this time, he would definitely understand that he would definitely suffer when he returned to the locker room later.

"Idiot, idiot! Using a back-handed move in the penalty area! Who the hell taught him this defensive move! He ruined the game!"

Ferguson's curse made the guys sitting on the bench shut up consciously. Everyone knew not to provoke this old man at this time.

But even if Ferguson immediately turned on his violent "hair dryer" on the sidelines at this time, it would not change the bad situation on the court at all.

He had to make a decision immediately. The defense line, which was already short of players, was scarred this time. The starting left back who was barely put together was out of service just after the game was over 30 minutes in. Ferguson really didn't know who else he could throw on the field to block the eye.

Anyway, when Fortune left the field, Ferguson ignored him and let the unlucky South African man go back to the locker room.

He was the hero of the goal worshipped by others just now, but now he has become the culprit who messed up everything. You can only say that anything can happen on the football field.

I just don't know if this unlucky guy who finally got into the main force will return to the bench because of the mistakes in this game.

"O'Shea, I'll give you a minute to warm up and get ready to play. You play as a full-back. Don't let Fortune's mistakes happen to you again!"

At this time, Ferguson might only find O'Shea as a big patch on his substitute list. He didn't know whether it would really work.

And he had to replace one person. After hesitating for a moment, Ferguson waved to Van Nistelrooy, signaling the Dutch killer to come down and rest.

It was not that Ferguson wanted to replace his sharpest weapon, but that the midfield could not control it. No one could pass the ball to the penalty area smoothly.

Except for the opening stage, Van Nistelrooy had been running in vain on the field, without any chance to shoot, and did not play the role of an offensive fulcrum at all. Instead of letting him waste his energy on the field, it would be better to let Saha and Giggs, the two fast horses, prepare for defensive counterattacks.

A center forward without midfield and wing support will always be starved to death in the penalty area, even a killer like Van Nistelrooy is no exception.

But now Ferguson is not sure about sending O'Shea as a defender. Can he be more reliable than Fortune? I guess Ferguson himself doesn't know.

But what can he do now? Should he send a winger or throw Keane to the wing to defend? Damn, that damn red card.

If it was just a penalty, maybe the old Sir Alex would not be so angry. Being sent off in an away game is the worst situation.

And this game will last at least 60 minutes. With fewer players, who knows what will happen. This is really a stupid foul.

Ferguson is now looking at Lin Yi who was carried to the sidelines for treatment by the team doctor. He is so angry that his teeth are itching. It was indeed a foul just now, but the old Sir Alex also saw the process clearly. The fall of the little guy in the penalty area was definitely mixed with exaggerated performance.

Anyway, Ferguson has never seen a guy who was rolling on the ground and groaning with his calf just now, and he can smile on the sidelines more than ten seconds later.

"That damn kid, he should go to Birmingham Acting Academy to be a teacher, not play football here! He is even better at acting than the Brazilians."

I don’t know if Mendes is sneezing in the luxury box of the Dragon Stadium now. Anyway, Ferguson has cursed him many times in his heart.

Anyway, no matter how unhappy Sir Alex is now, he can only accept this helpless ending. Deco, who was preparing to take the penalty kick, also made him very melancholy.

Pray for goalkeeper Howard to perform a miracle? Even Ferguson himself probably ruled out this possibility. That guy has not saved even a penalty in the past three seasons. Do you still expect him to explode here? If it weren't for Keane's rescue in front of the goal, the score would have been tied by now.

That guy has never been a player who can create miracles. He is not Schmeichel, and he doesn't have the very nonsensical trickery of Barthes.

It can only be said that Ferguson is very foresighted. Howard did not waste his evaluation. Facing a penalty taker like Deco who is unusually calm, he missed the shot without suspense, and he didn't even judge the direction correctly. He was completely confused by the Brazilian's fake moves.

Deco chose the most stable push angle, coupled with his realistic fake moves, completely deceived Howard and scored directly in the lower right corner of the goal.

"Porto has equalized the score! Our magic boy created a penalty opportunity for Porto with a beautiful pass! Great performance!"

"Deco! Our calmest penalty taker. From last season to now, he has taken 13 penalties without missing a single one! The score is tied!"

Even if the commentator at the Dragon Stadium was shouting at the top of his voice, the sound was still drowned out by the crazy celebration.

When the ball rolled into the goal, all the Porto fans in the Dragon Stadium were already standing in their seats, shouting desperately!

"Dragon! Dragon! Soar!", "We are Porto, we are invincible warriors!" "PORTO! PORTO! PORTO!"

In an instant, the entire Dragon Stadium was covered with blue and white flags. Even though there were still thousands of Manchester United supporters, they were all drowned in this blue and white. The Manchester United logo that was just flying in the air had completely disappeared. The purity of blue and white replaced the bright red blood!

The Porto players running wildly on the field were also intoxicated by this madness. Their first reaction was to lift Lin Yi from the sidelines and throw him into the air. A group of people hugged him tightly. It was this kid who saved them. He calmed everyone down.

"Sly boy! Do you know what you did! We tied the score! Let those English people know how powerful we are!"

Even Costinha, who usually looks very stable, was extremely excited at this moment. He roared loudly at Lin Yi.

And Lin Yi, in a circle of people, also raised his hands to celebrate, but his eyes were still fixed on the big screen.

1:1, not the final score he wanted, this is just the beginning of the counterattack. Wait, great Red Devils, the brightest dagger has not yet shone with cold light.

(AI scored 15 points in his first show in Turkey, not much, not little, I don’t expect a super answer of 50 points, as long as he is still playing, it is enough, wish that strong man, the NBA time with you is gone, but it has been deeply engraved in my life...)

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