There is a dream called football

Porto's door was wide open. Pirlo made a through ball and the ball reached the penalty area. Facing the attacking Baia, Inzaghi flicked the ball and the ball flew over the crossbar in an arc.

The ball didn't go in!

However, Milan's offense was deadly, and Mourinho had no choice but to order the entire team to retract the defense.

In this way, the remaining time of the first half was spent, and the score of 0-2 remained until the end of the first half.

Ancelotti was very satisfied with the result of the first half. He went back to the locker room first, while Mourinho had to wait on the side of the court to comfort the children one by one.

Mourinho touched the players' heads.

Valente.

Ferreira.

Carvalho.

…

The players, who were all like their own children, filed past. When it was Li Qiao's turn, Mourinho patted him.

After all the players entered the tunnel, Mourinho went back.

There was no Miracle in Istanbul at this time, so Mourinho could only give examples of some great comebacks in the past, such as the 1999 Champions League final, hoping to motivate these players, but the effect did not seem to be very good.

"No matter what, we must score a goal in the second half and then see what happens."

"yes."

"Deco, pay attention to your own breakthroughs. There is no need to be so conservative. It is entirely possible for Gattuso to have problems."

Mourinho means to get rid of Gattuso, but Deco doesn't see it that way, because from a practical point of view, Gattuso is not that stupid rough guy, but a player who can play football with his brains.

Mourinho stretched out his hands and said, "The two wings are the key points. If the wings cannot be opened, it will be difficult."

After the arrangement was completed, Mourinho asked the physical therapist to help everyone relax. In fact, the principle is simple, the key is to see whether it can be done.

*****

"Guys, is it possible that the Champions League quarterfinals still don't satisfy you?"

Seeing that everyone was wilting, the bar owner encouraged everyone to talk.

To be honest, for a team that just participated in the Champions League this year, reaching the quarterfinals is indeed a very impressive result. There is nothing to say about it, but people are greedy.

"Is it possible that you really dream of winning the championship this year?"

"Ha ha."

"I have dreamed about it, but of course I know it is unrealistic."

Someone chuckled.

"I think it will happen one day in the future, but certainly not this year."

"agree."

The boss took out another box of beer and said, "Then let's have a good drink. Even if the team loses badly, we will still support Porto, okay?"

"certainly."

*****

Ancelotti didn't pay attention to his opponents at all. Milan was indeed too strong at this time. He even wanted to rotate a few to prepare for the weekend league. Maybe many of the main players could rest for the game in Porto next week.

"Boss, my opponent is too weak." Inzaghi laughed.

"Perhaps only Real Madrid can be our opponent now. Other than that, I don't think anyone can challenge us."

"Haha, remember, pride is the devil."

Ancelotti said this on his lips, but he didn't think so in his heart. Being prepared for danger in times of peace is a universal principle, but there are very few people who can do it, and An Pang obviously can't do it.

"In the second half we were a little better than Italy."

"Haha," everyone was happy. Everyone knew what Ancelotti meant.

*****

"Hi."

Li Qiao, who had just walked out of the locker room, heard someone calling him.

"who?"

When I turned around, I saw a bald man wearing sunglasses, who was particularly dazzling. He was the Italian football legend Sacchi.

"Old man."

Li Qiao jumped over.

"Old man, why are you here?"

"Don't you usually watch the news? I have left Real Madrid and now I am going back to my hometown."

"Ha ha."

After reminiscing about old times, Saki patted Li Qiao on the shoulder and said, "You have grown stronger, which is good."

"There's nothing I can do about it. This is Europe. If I don't eat and get stronger, I can't survive at all."

"Ha ha."

"Isn't today's opponent a bit tough?"

"Haha, I can only say that Italian football is great."

"Haha, you don't have to flatter me, I'm not a Milan fan."

Li Qiao smiled slyly, "Then do you have any clever ideas to defeat the enemy?"

"Yes, but I won't tell you because I can't betray Italy."

"Ha ha."

Maniche walked over and smiled at Saki. Of course he knew Saki.

"Okay, I have to go back to the stands. Goodbye."

After Sacchi left, Maniche smiled and said: "How do you know this old man?"

"Haha, why can't you get to know him?"

"this……"

"Okay, it's okay to tell you."

Li Qiao told what happened at Real Madrid, and Maniche was envious. It was a wealthy club, a top wealthy club, with the best teammates and the best coach, even for the youth team.

"Li Qiao, I know your experience in Real Madrid, but I have to say that I really envy you today."

"hey-hey."

*****

"Milan."

"Milan."

…

…

The singing was loud and clear, and these lovely fans sang for a full 15 minutes during the intermission.

But once the Porto players came out, these fans immediately booed loudly.

boooooooooooooooo.

“It’s so noisy.”

"Don't worry, our fans will treat them the same way at the Dragon Stadium next week." Maniche said with a grin.

The Milan players arrived late and looked arrogant, which made Mourinho very unhappy. He pointed to his watch at the fourth official.

"What time is it now? See for yourself."

After all the Milan players took the field, the game started. Maniche, who had been anxious for a long time, took the ball and blasted a shot from 30 meters away.

This ball was not so much a shot as it was a hit against the fans, because the kick flew directly into the stands.

Milan fans raised their middle fingers, and the referee also warned Maniche, "Your goal was a provocation. Don't do it again."

"I didn't mean it."

Milan's formation is no longer pressing, which is a good thing for Porto's midfielder. At least it will be much more comfortable to get the ball. However, Milan's defense in the core area is still very strict. If it goes a little further, it will be strongly criticized immediately.

of resistance.

Deco was booed when he picked up the ball in midfield.

boooooo.

Deco kicked McCarthy straight, but the veteran Nesta, as if he could read minds, stepped forward and intercepted the ball.

"It's so damn..."

Deco had an indescribable feeling: Italians are really difficult to deal with.

However, Nesta took the ball slowly and handed it to Seedorf. Milan was not in a hurry to attack.

Yes.

With two home goals in hand, if Porto does not score away goals, it will be really difficult to come back, even if there are not many in history.

At this time, Mourinho stood up and shouted loudly: "Children, we haven't lost yet!"