There is a dream called football

The atmosphere in the locker room was gloomy, as if we were not in Portugal, where spring is all year round, but in London.

Mourinho kept his word, he did not go back to the dressing room, and left the field to Moraes, but at this time Moraes was not as heroic as before the start of the first half.

Morais tapped the tactical board with his knuckles, "Team B was trailing 0-2 in the first half. Do you want me to call the boss over? Is this how you show my face?"

The faces of several midfielders were disgraceful. They were originally rotated and should be cherished more, but the possession of the ball changed. Moreover, the opponent's midfielder overran quickly and sent the kick directly to Fabio's feet, so there was no chance for a confrontation.

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Morais glanced at Deco, but he didn't say anything.

But Maniche had a quick temper. He stood up and said: "Boss, it's actually very simple. If you want to win, just replace me."

Mores was noncommittal, and Maniche continued: "A few kids in team B are very fast. We underestimated them. There is no guarantee of winning in football. Our tactics did fail. This should be admitted."

right!

But the most difficult thing for a person is to admit defeat, which is more uncomfortable than death. Morais had already guessed the cynicism of the media after the game, but after thinking about it again and again, he still smiled bitterly.

"That kid Jose is really smart. I seriously doubt he did it on purpose."

"Haha." Someone was happy.

Only then did Deco speak, "The opponent's defense actually had a lot of gaps, but our offense was a little messy in the first half."

This sentence said it all. Morais arranged the tactics and substitutions in the second half were inevitable.

*****

"Children, the first team will fight us hard in the second half. You have to remember this." The expression on Valais's face was worried. It didn't look like the leading side, but like the lagging side.

"Let them come." Dada smiled.

"Gustavo, it's good to have confidence, but you can't be careless."

Young people are like this. If everything goes smoothly, arrogance and pride are inevitable. This is what Valais is most worried about.

Li Qiao knew that his team was leading in the first half. Half of it was because he played really well, and the other half was because his opponent underestimated him.

In the second half, it is impossible for such a situation to occur. Even if the opponent does not make substitutions, the players remaining on the field will work hard.

Li Qiao scored two goals in the first half. He felt that he was qualified to say such things, so he stood up and said, "I think what I said is right. Our lead is just luck. We must be more careful in the second half."

Maybe we woke up the sleeping giant."

The teammates nodded. The core on the court is made by playing. The one who can score goals is me. Li Qiao scored two goals. What else is there to say?

*****

As soon as he came out in the second half, his opponent made a substitution, and Deco and Maniche stood on the sidelines waiting to come out.

The players of Team B also felt a little bit in their hearts. This seemed to be serious, especially Maniche, that explosive shot was really terrifying.

At the beginning of the second half, with Deco on the court, Porto's offense suddenly had a core, and the ball was delivered to the Brazilian's feet.

Team B has two defensive midfielders closely guarding Deco, but he catches the ball and distributes it very quickly.

One bomb.

One wave.

They use very small movements to handle the ball, so even if they want to kick someone, they have no chance.

Carlos Alberto ran out of space in the ribs. Deco looked at it and flicked his foot. He thought the ball must have been passed straight, but unexpectedly it was passed to Maniche.

Carlos Alberto's task was to take away a central defender. When Maniche got the ball in front of the penalty area and no one was guarding him, he took a flying kick.

The kick hit the goalkeeper with a blast. It was very powerful, but the angle was not so tricky. The goalkeeper's arm went numb.

No ball was conceded, but Valais saw the crisis. After Deco came on, the opponent's offense became less chaotic and the ball was under his own control.

"Amazing, he deserves to be a midfield magician."

Deco took the ball so easily that Li Qiao couldn't stand it. In modern football, it is common for forwards to return to defense, so he also ran back and sneaked close to Deco.

The moment Li Qiao took the shot, Deco stretched out his foot and pulled the ball back. It turned out that he had noticed Li Qiao.

Excellent organizational cores all have God's vision, which is a necessary skill. Deco does not have eyes behind him, but he still knows a little bit about the situation behind him. This is based on leisure observation.

Looking at Deco, Valle is really jealous. It would be great if his team also had such an attacking midfielder. Li Qiao could go to the wing and the threat would be even greater.

At this moment, there was a target moving very fast in Valle's sight, it was Brazilian Del Rey.

Del Rey was originally walking in midfield, but suddenly accelerated forward. For the forward, this meant asking for the ball.

An excellent midfielder can comfortably send the ball to the forward at this time. The moment Del Rey started, Deco saw it and sent it straight through. When the ball arrived, the man arrived!

Team B's defense made up for it, and from a little inside the penalty area, Del Rey decisively took a shot.

The ball hit the far corner and hit the net.

Porto is celebrating, but the B team players are all a little confused and don't feel that they have done anything wrong. Why is there suddenly such a big gap in the defense?

Everyone glanced at Deco, no wonder they all said he was a midfield magician, he looked a bit like him.

Li Qiao suddenly thought of Haji, the man known as Maradona of Romania. He also played in the same style, and he was elusive when playing the ball in the midfield.

After a simple celebration, the game continued.

Gomez suggested that Valle send someone to guard Deco, but the latter shook his head, "I have watched many first-team games, and any team that does this is miserable."

Gomez also understood that after Deco attracted more defenses alone, there would be more openings in the defense, and he would pass the ball more unscrupulously.

"It's better to defend in zones and stay in your position."

The assistant nodded.

Before Deco came on the field, the ball possession rate of the two sides was about 6 vs. 4, with the first team accounting for 60%. After Deco came on the field, team B's ball possession rate dropped further, and it was an ugly drop.

Suddenly, Deco picked up the ball in front of the penalty area, and all the players from team B blocked it, trying to block all his routes for the ball.

Most people would either split the ball or pass the ball back at this time, but Deco's handling was once again unexpected. He flicked his ankle and used a kick to pass.

It was a blind pass again, which meant that Deco estimated that Carlos Alberto was there, so he passed the ball.

And Carlos Alberto was really here. He caught up and fired a shot, and the ball roared towards the goal.