There is a dream called football

The city of Tondela is under the jurisdiction of the Viseu district in the interior of northern Portugal. It takes about two hours to drive from Porto.

Sosa started preparing early in the morning. He set off in the morning and could catch up with the game in the afternoon. Portugal is a small country, so it was relatively convenient to watch the game.

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Loudspeaker.

Of course, there are all kinds of beers, but these are for old friends and cannot be brought into the stadium.

For this competition, Sosa specially spent 59 euros to buy a new Porto jersey, and another 15 euros to print Li Qiao's name on it.

When everything was ready, Sosa glanced at Lorinda.

"Are you really not going with me? This is Li Qiao's first time playing for Porto."

Sosa deliberately left out the B team, but Lorinda was a sharp-tongued person. She smiled and said, "Please note that this is the B team, which is far from the first team."

sweat!

There is a word called love house and black people, and conversely, it also means hate house and black people. Over the years, Sosa's "not doing his job" has made Lorinda quite distressed, so she doesn't like football very much.

Sosa smiled and said: "Li Qiao is a good boy, we should support him."

Lorinda said nothing.

As usual, at this point, Sosa should hit the road alone.

Lorinda suddenly felt something in her heart. She didn't know why, but this time her attitude was not so firm. She even wanted to watch Li Qiao compete.

"Forget it, I still have to rely on that guy to teach me Chinese." Thinking of this, Lorinda ran out. Sosa had already started the car, and suddenly saw Lorinda in the rearview mirror from far to near.

"Haha, daughter, you have finally changed your mind. I told you before that we are Portuguese and we should all love football."

"Haha, I'm just worried that you'll be tired while driving. Come down and let me drive. Why don't you give in?"

With a smile on his face, Sosa obediently gave up the driver's seat.

"Daughter, I promise you will fall in love with football. It is a really exciting sport, I promise!"

Lorinda chuckled and stepped on the accelerator.

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John Cardozo Stadium, Tondela's home stadium.

In Europe, except for Germany and the United Kingdom, which have many large stadiums, even the home stadiums of top leagues in many countries are relatively small.

It's very simple, because the population is relatively small. For example, Eibar, a club that later entered La Liga, has only 20,000 people in the whole city, and it is normal for the stadium to have a capacity of several thousand people.

The same goes for Tondela's home stadium, which has more than 7,000 seats. It would be good if half of them are filled during the game.

Li Qiao, Dada and Fabio were jogging to warm up. Sousa knew that Li Qiao was the substitute today, but it didn't matter, it would be great if he could make the squad.

Lorinda looked confused. She was really a layman when it came to watching football.

"Dad, will Li Qiao appear today?"

Sosa smiled and said: "Daughter, I need to popularize your football knowledge. There are 11 players in the starting lineup, and those who make the squad are..."

Seeing that her father was going to talk a lot, Lorinda covered her ears and said, "If you don't listen anymore, just tell me whether Li Qiao will appear."

"this……"

Lorinda suddenly laughed, "I knew the person you were looking for must be unreliable. I was right, he can't even play in the game."

"Daughter, you don't understand. I believe Li Qiao will succeed. He is the hardest working and most talented player I have ever seen."

Lorinda stuck out her tongue and made a disdainful expression, "You said the same thing about the previous nine hundred and ninety-nine times."

Sosa Khan, he can only hope that Li Qiao can prove everything with his performance.

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Tondela's head coach is Portuguese Victor Penha.

He is a middle-aged man who is quite handsome. His hair is half white, but he maintains a good figure. When he was young, he played as a midfielder and played for Benfica.

Valle glanced at Pania from a distance, and realized that they were all insiders. Most teams in the Portuguese Serie A have local coaches, and these people have been active in Portuguese football for a long time, so most of them know the ins and outs.

Valais stepped forward, and Penia also saw the latter and stepped forward hurriedly.

"Haha, it's another year of the Portuguese League."

"How's it going? Did Jose poach someone from your staff again?"

"Fortunately, I'm being polite this year. Anyway, we won't be promoted to the Portuguese Super League. This is different for me and you."

Portugal is the same as Spain. Team B can participate in the professional league, but it must be at least one level lower than the first team. Therefore, no matter how good team B's results are, as long as the first team is not relegated, they will always be able to play in the second level league.

After exchanging pleasantries, Peña left. His goal is of course to lead Tondela to be promoted to the Portuguese Super League and prove himself so that he can have a bigger stage in the future.

In fact, in Europe, coaches are more difficult to get along with than players, especially in a football powerhouse like Portugal, and the country's low-level leagues are the best stage for unfamous coaches.

*****

After the game started, Tondela, who was wearing a yellow and green jersey, launched a fierce attack on Porto, who was wearing a blue jersey.

In terms of card strength, they are not as good as Porto, and the head coach also knows it, so it is particularly important to start the game at home.

Tondela's trump card is their two South American strikers, No. 11 Suze from Brazil and No. 9 Amado from Argentina.

These two are atypical South American forwards. The Brazilian No. 11 is 190cm tall, and the No. 9 from Argentina is also 18cm tall. Both of them are forwards with average foot skills but strong impact.

Li Qiao watched everything happening on the court intently.

The opponent's tactics were very simple, even a little rough. They started at a 45-degree angle to find the two South Americans in the penalty area.

sweat.

"Is this Portuguese football?"

What Li Qiao doesn't know is that in the lower leagues, survival is more important than beautiful football. If you give Figo to Tondela, they don't necessarily want it, because it may be difficult to survive in the Portuguese Liga. The football here is not that beautiful.

The confrontation between hard bridge and hard horse is the most important.

This is like when Shao Jiayi was relegated with Cottbus. When talking about his impression of the Bundesliga, Shao Jiayi said that the competition was much tougher than the Bundesliga.

Several high-altitude bombings made Porto a little uncomfortable. At this time, Valais pointed at No. 10 Fabio, meaning to let him control the ball.

Porto under Valle still keeps the traditional ball of Portuguese football at their feet.

However, Fabio's disadvantage is revealed at this time. As for ball control, you either have to compete against the best, or you are really like Ronaldinho, with unparalleled skills, but Fabio has an average body and okay skills, which is embarrassing.

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For example, he is a bit like the Italian Morfeo. He looks pretty good at ordinary times, but shuts down at critical moments.

Seeing this situation, Peña's mouth curled up. He had studied the Porto B team and their tactics were imitated by the first team, but unfortunately, Fabio was not the Deco of the first team.