There is a dream called football

Chapter 154 A goal to seal the victory

In order to score a goal, Monaco pressed hard. After Li Qiao got the ball, there were only three Monaco players in front of him.

Fight back!

Mourinho stood up, hoping that this goal would seal the victory.

"It's a three-on-three situation." Huang Jianxiang said excitedly.

On Porto's side, Li Qiao, Alberto, and Deco followed, with Deco trailing behind, forming an attacking triangle.

Li Qiao looked up and saw that Alberto was being stared at by the opponent. The choice at this time was either to shoot by himself or pass the ball to Deco.

Evra here was desperately trying to catch up, and Li Qiao flicked his ankle and passed the ball to Deco in the middle.

The ball seemed to be stuck under the Brazilian's feet, and then he glanced at the goalkeeper's position almost cold-bloodedly and decisively pushed it to the far corner.

The ball slowly rolled into the goal, with a huge effort.

The ball went in!

The place is buzzing!

The blue Porto players slowly gathered, and Deco was surrounded by his teammates.

"We are the champions, we are the champions."

Baia cried in the stands, he shed heroic tears, and his head that was originally held high was buried in his arms.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Next to him were Porto fans, who cried with Baia.

3 to 1 should be stable.

Deschamps looked livid, and when Giuly was injured and came off the field, he already felt something was wrong.

Although Morientes scored the most goals for the team, it was Giuly who delivered the shells for Morientes.

Now that the man who provided the assist is off the field, it's useless no matter how strong Morientes is.

Deschamps knew that he should replace him with someone who could organize the attack, such as Deco, but this was impossible.

So he had no choice but to replace Adebayor and become a living doctor.

Mourinho was very calm. He repeatedly made hand gestures to ask his disciples to calm down. After all, the game only ended in 10 minutes.

Li Qiao instinctively thought of the miracle in Istanbul again. He clapped his hands and said, "Cheer up, there are still ten minutes."

At the restart, Monaco no longer had the patience to play any more beautiful coordination. The midfielder directly kicked the ball to the forward in front, who then fought for the top and smashed it.

To be honest, it's difficult, especially in today's football world where violent long passes are no longer appropriate.

At the 89th minute, Monaco got a corner kick opportunity. A corner kick was taken from the wing. All the players in the middle were overtaken. By some mistake, Togolese Adebayor caught up with him at the back point. He stretched out his head and hit the goal.

The ball went into the goal.

2 to 3.

This made the Porto players tense. The difference of one goal was still very scary. Deschamps encouraged his players like crazy.

Of course he expected a miracle to happen at the last moment. On the other side, Mourinho kept looking at his Omega watch. He hoped that time would pass faster.

After 4 minutes of injury time, Monaco failed to create a miracle, and the score was fixed at 3-2. Porto once again won the Champions League title after 26 years. This was also the first Champions League title for a Portuguese club after the Champions League was restructured.

Mourinho arrogantly held out three fingers, an action he would like to do from now on.

Triple Crown.

Mourinho is as happy as a naughty child.

After he ran onto the court, he remembered that he had not shaken Deschamps' hand, so he went back to greet Deschamps before returning to the court.

He hugged Deco.

Maniche.

…

When he hugged Li Qiao, he said without hesitation: "Come to Chelsea with me."

"hehe."

"Think about it."

This is Mourinho's character, because at this time he no longer needs to hide anything. When he faces the media later, he will tell the world that he wants to "make trouble". This will be his favorite trouble in the next 10 years.

The head coach starts now.

"Jose."

The whole crowd shouted Mourinho's name.

After the excitement, Mourinho came to the mixed interview area. The reporters had a lot of questions to ask, but the most important thing was where his next stop would be, or if a miracle happened, Mourinho would stay.

Mourinho looked at a group of reporters with a wicked smile on his face.

"You all want to know?"

Everyone nodded.

"Haha, okay, I don't need to hide anything anymore, my next stop will be Chelsea."

"But I will always remember Porto. This is where my dream began. This is where I became special."

Speaking of this, Mourinho seemed a little emotional.

On the other side, Huang Jianxiang finally squeezed out a seat and extended the microphone to Li Qiao.

"First of all, congratulations to you. You are the first Asian player to win the Champions League."

"Haha, thank you."

"I know you must be very excited right now, but is there anything you want to say to the national audience?"

As a sports fan in his previous life, Li Qiao hated post-game interviews. Many athletes fell down tired after the game, and reporters asked questions. But now that he is a player, he understands that this is how modern sports are.

"There is a lot I want to say, but to put it simply, the Chinese fans who stayed up late to watch the game have worked hard."

"What are your plans? Because according to the latest news, Mourinho has decided to leave Porto."

When the coach leaves, many things will undergo earth-shaking changes. Li Qiao was promoted by Mourinho, so of course he will be greatly affected.

Li Qiao laughed and said, "I have no plans for this at the moment. I think I will be a Porto player until the start of next season."

Huang Jianxiang didn't ask further, because Li Qiao didn't say anything. In fact, his meaning was very clear. If there is a suitable buyer, he will still consider it.

"Will you consider taking a vacation next?"

"I will go back to China and see my mother and grandma."

"Finally, congratulations to you again."

As Li Qiao's "family members", Raven, Sosa and Lorinda could enter the stadium. Lorinda hugged Li Qiao face to face.

"It was great, I found that I fell in love with football."

"Haha, football is actually the same as men. You will fall in love with it after watching it a few times."

Lorinda kissed Li Qiao on the cheek, which is normal abroad, but as a player, Li Qiao's relationship will become a hot topic in the media.

"Quick shot, quick shot, that's Li Qiao's girlfriend."

Click, click.

Sosa then hugged Li Qiao, "I'm so excited. I never thought I would see Porto win the Champions League in my lifetime."

"Even if I died today, I would have nothing to say."

"Haha, Uncle Sosa, don't talk nonsense. We still have a journey to go. You are satisfied, but I am not."