Midfielder

Lin Yi's magical heel assist not only simply equalized the score again, but also boosted the morale of the entire Porto team. The Celtics, who chose to retreat to maintain their lead, were pierced by the opponent's offensive sword again, just like the Portuguese.

And this is not the worst situation. After the reshuffle, the Porto midfield began to press forward. In order to reduce the danger on his defense line, Mourinho had only one choice at this time, that is, to continue attacking, and Lin Yi and Deco would be the key to winning or losing on the field.

After the score was equalized, the Porto defense line also began to press forward significantly, which forced Sutton and Larsson's positions to move with the defense line, and Carvalho also began to entangle Larsson tightly. He didn't want to suffer a loss from this Swedish bald man for the third time.

Maniche's retreat became an important factor in stabilizing the midfield. His fierce interception formed a protective barrier in the midfield, and Deco, who retreated to the central midfielder position, began to let himself take over Costinha's role. His stable performance in connecting the front and back fields began to play a role.

Lin Yi, who attacked the opponent wantonly in the frontcourt, became a knife in the opponent's heart. The continuous oppression of the offensive that Porto had always pursued began to regain its feeling on the field, and Mourinho's midfield gamble began to receive the results he wanted most.

One attack and one defense, after losing Costinha, the core of the backcourt, Lin Yi found another way out for Porto with wild attacks.

Deco's stability in the midfield and Lin Yi's fierce attack in the frontcourt began to blend perfectly together. One controlled the rhythm of the whole court in the middle circle, while the other directly stabbed the opponent under the nose, and the combination of tension and relaxation played the strongest effect.

The benefit of Porto's defense line moving forward is to keep the dangerous Larsson away from the opportunity to threaten Baia, which also made the Celtics' frontcourt offense sluggish. This Swedish bald guy could not get effective support from the backcourt and began to become silent again on the field.

After leaving the penalty area, the value that the slow-moving center forward Sutton could show began to become very limited. The most important thing was that the Celtics' midfield was completely pressed back, and no one could deliver ammunition to the forward line like in the second half.

The defensive troubles that Lin Yi created for them in the front midfielder position have begun to appear, and the entire Celtics' midfield is forced to retreat.

Now the Celtics' defensive midfielder Lambert is the one with the most pressure. Although he has tried his best to stick to Lin Yi, the kid doesn't give him this opportunity at all. The flexible little guy has never stopped moving.

Moreover, Lin Yi doesn't want to be like those players trained in football schools. Every action is so rigid and regular. The wildness of the court contained in him may be the sharpest weapon. His dribbling moves are always so arbitrary.

No matter what kind of defender Lin Yi faces, he will make a reasonable choice to get rid of it in an instant, sometimes in a way you can't imagine.

With a light tap, a clever toe, and a sudden change of line while moving, Lin Yi constantly attacked the Celtics' defense in this way, and Lambert was the first victim. His sturdy body became the biggest shortcoming at this time.

In the process of defending Lin Yi, sudden stops and turns were common. Lambert simply couldn't keep up with Lin Yi's flexible and changeable steps. Often, Lin Yi turned around and pulled the ball to change direction, and he could directly shake off Lambert's defense. The Celtics' central defense was completely penetrated by Lin Yi.

Lin Yi, who was as flexible as a loach, still naturally shuttled through the opponent's hinterland under Lambert's defense, and there were always enough teammates around him to support him, which made Lin Yi feel as comfortable as a fish in water. Passing and passing, at this time, have become his performance.

After Lin Yi came on the court, Dallei had found two shooting opportunities at the edge of the penalty area. During the dribbling process, Lin Yi was always observing the running of his teammates on the field. His passing was as sharp as his dribbling, and the blade-like passing was always testing the nerves of the Scottish.

A little guy who can pass and break through is like a knife at this time, weakening the courage of the Scottish little by little. Every time he launches an attack, the tentacles of the attack can directly hit the most uncomfortable defensive area of ​​the Celtics.

No one knows when this kid will come up with another magical heel or other more suspenseful passes. Every Celtic defender is tense. They keep taking destructive kicks to limit their opponents.

But the reckless clearance, in addition to giving Porto an additional offensive opportunity, is of no help to the Scottish defense. They have been bearing this continuous impact, and Douglas is busy saving more and more times.

Lin Yi's impact has become Porto's sharpest offensive weapon. Deco began to linger near the center circle, but he increased his chances of inserting into the back row at any time, while Lin Yi became a sharp knife stabbing at the opponent, repeatedly looking for loopholes in the opponent's defense line.

The cooperation between these two guys in the midfield simply tore the Celtics' defense apart. Almost every time they came forward, the Scottish people would be nervous. Whether it was Lin Yi or Deco, they became the nightmares of these Scottish people.

Now Lin Yi has completely become the protagonist on the field. Since he helped the team equalize the score in the 5th minute after coming on the field, the brilliance of this black-haired boy can no longer be covered by anyone, although O'Neill shouted loudly at his players to pay attention to defending Lin Yi.

But this did not stop Lin Yi from launching a bloody attack in the Celtics' half. Lambert and Agathe had no choice but to foul, and they each received a yellow card in the following minutes.

Just like what Lin Yi himself warned Agathe just now, he can be tackled, but don't expect him to give up the attack in the frontcourt. His flexible feet have completely revitalized Porto's three-dimensional attack in the frontcourt. In less than 10 minutes, Porto has had 5 shots.

Among them, Deco's two direct free kicks almost made Douglas' nerves collapse. If it weren't for his slightly worse luck, the score might have been rewritten again, but this crazy siege seemed to be able to tear apart the Scots' last persistence at any time.

In order to ease the defensive pressure on the players on the field, O'Neill has made two consecutive substitutions, but it didn't work. Porto's crazy attack continued, and the black-haired kid was still a big worry for the Celtics.

Now the more than 30,000 Scottish fans in the Olympic Stadium are the most nervous. They have never been so worried about their team, but since the black-haired kid came on the court, the sweat from their palms is probably enough to irrigate the grass on the scene.

But when the game reached the 85th minute, the Scottish defense line was still torn open by Lin Yi's continuous pulling.

Deco received the ball from Lin Yi in the midfield and made a long pass behind the Celtics. Kapshu also made a timely counter-offside at this time. Although he was too slow and did not have a chance to shoot directly, he still attracted the attention of two defenders.

Kapshu headed the ball back in the direction of the pass, causing the ball to change direction and fly to the edge of the small penalty area. When Douglas turned back and tried to shout loudly for his defender to clear the ball, he saw a black-haired boy who stopped the ball directly in the air with his chest at high speed.

Lin Yi's forward movement was so fast that it was crazy. Lambert, who had been guarding beside him, lost control of Lin Yi almost in an instant. He could even feel the burning pain when the other party broke free with his hand that pulled Lin Yi's jersey.

But Kapshu's ferry was not successful this time. With Lin Yi's height, he had to jump up to stop the ball. The damn angle was not enough for him to head the ball directly. He could only try to control the ball under his feet before others.

But a defensive player had already come up to Lin Yi, and Celtics defender Valgaren had already rushed towards Lin Yi fiercely. He didn't want to give this guy a comfortable space to stop the ball, but this guy created an opportunity for Lin Yi when he rushed over.

Stopping the ball in the air and landing, Lin Yi didn't wait for the football to stop when his feet stepped on the grass. He directly used his thigh to lift the ball high again in the air, and then quickly retreated a step. At the moment Valgaren rushed over, Lin Yi had already swung his thigh in the air.

"Bang"! When Valgaren was lightly dodged by Lin Yi, his ears had already heard a dull whipping sound, and then a whistling thing flew past his head with the sound of wind. At this moment, all he could feel was despair.

A volley shot from the edge of the small penalty area, Lin Yi's shooting speed was extremely fast after he pulled up his posture, leaving Douglas no time to react. The poor guy even only heard the sound of the ball hitting the net, and didn't see the angle from which the shot came.

When Martin O'Neill saw this scene on the sidelines, he covered his mouth with both hands, because even he didn't know how to face this beautiful but deadly shot. The black-haired boy gave the Scotsman a standard fatal blow in an unusually chic way!

"Ah!!!" After shooting, Lin Yi roared wildly with such a roar. He almost ran to the coaching seat of the Porto team at a sprint speed. When he ran to the front, Lin Yi knelt on his knees and slid all the way to Mourinho.

The whole stadium was crazy for this wonderful performance. The commentator's roaring voice could no longer suppress the cheers of tens of thousands of people. The entire Olympic Stadium was shouting for this goal. The black-haired boy ignited the stadium again.

"The championship!!! It must belong to us!!! I promised you, and I did it! Come on! Cheer for me!" Lin Yi's excited expression was so crazy that he almost lost his composure. He kept shouting at Mourinho and hugged the wretched uncle who gave him the opportunity.

The shouts and revelry of the Porto team have drowned out the sighs of the Scots. Although Martin O'Neill is still explaining the offensive issues to Larsson, even this tough guy may have felt that this night no longer belongs to them. . .

(Second update... To celebrate, my first order was less than 300 in 24 hours... A victory, but I will continue to write... Completing the book is a promise... I still insist...)