There is a dream called football

The first half is over.

Ferguson adjusted his windbreaker and left the court. In the locker room, his assistant handed him a piece of information.

"Li Qiao?"

"Chinese?"

Ferguson is no stranger to Chinese players. Manchester United's scouts are paying attention to a Chinese player named Dong Fangzhuo, who is said to be quite talented.

"How many years have you signed with Porto? Is there any liquidated damages?"

The assistant shook his head, "I also checked online, but I couldn't find any specific information."

Sir Alex patted his assistant and said, "Continue to pay attention."

Manchester United was very strong at this time, but Ferguson had already seen the crisis, that is, the Class of 92 was getting older, with a solid dynasty and poor players, it was time for Manchester United's players to be replaced.

Ronaldo was bought last summer, but one player obviously cannot support a team.

Ferguson was like a stern father to his disciples. The locker room was very quiet. He first affirmed the first half of the game, and then changed the subject, "We should be in awe of Portuguese football. This country's football is very strong. Children

, don’t think of things so simply.”

The team members nodded to show their approval of the boss.

Ferguson pointed to his assistant, who made the tactical arrangements. He called Ronaldo and O'Shea aside.

"You are always ready to play in the second half."

O'Shea and Cristiano Ronaldo are both defensive and offensive. Sir Alex is also prepared for both, which is also his rigor.

After finishing the arrangement, Ferguson picked up the information and looked at it, "The speed is good, but I don't have much competition experience. It might be a good thing to spend a season in Porto."

*****

In the Porto locker room, Mourinho didn't talk about tactics. His tactics in the first half were obviously a failure, but the madman certainly couldn't apologize.

"What are you doing with your heads down? We didn't lose."

The two rounds of the game are now 1-2. To be honest, the suspense is still high, but the two away goals are stuck in the throat.

"Forget the first half, we started over in the second half. Remember last year's UEFA Cup final? We also met a team from the UK. I know the British are very strong on the court, but we also have our own advantages."

"Li Qiao, what do you think our advantages are?"

Mourinho suddenly called Li Qiao's name, which was unexpected, and he stood up.

His teammates looked at him, it was a bit...funny.

"Our strengths?"

"Yeah, tell me."

"Our jerseys look better."

puff.

At first Maniche popped, and then the pops came one after another like firecrackers.

"Hahaha."

The originally serious locker room was suddenly filled with joy.

Mourinho was laughing inside, but on the surface he was calm.

"Why are you laughing? Isn't that right? Our jerseys just look better than Manchester United's."

The laughter gradually stopped, and Mourinho gestured for Li Qiao to sit down, "You bastards, if you don't let me tie the score to 2-2 in the second half, I'll wait for you ten thousand meters."

sweat!

*****

Walking out of the players' tunnel, Li Qiao saw a familiar figure named Ronaldo.

At this time, Cristiano Ronaldo was wearing earrings and dyeing his hair, and he looked very young. He was not yet Manchester United's legion, he was still playing a rotating role.

But Li Qiao knew the height he could reach later, the height of a generation of football champions. Li Qiao wanted to strike up a conversation and scare the president with his fluent Portuguese, but Li Qiao didn't do that. Instead, he quickly ran onto the court.

As far as this game is concerned, Li Qiao is better than Ronaldo, at least he played.

After doing this, I feel better.

In the second half, Ferguson asked Saha to move to the wing and pushed Ruud van Nistelrooy into the middle.

Fortune comes back to form a defensive barrier.

With this adjustment, the center has become stronger and the wings have become sharper.

Mourinho looked at it, and even though there was only Ruud van Nistelrooy in the penalty area, this guy was the kind of player who could solve problems at critical moments.

Van Nistelrooy is known as the king of the small penalty area. In fact, he likes this style of play. He is at the front by himself.

Saha takes the ball on the wing. A healthy Saha is a top forward with very fast speed. The Frenchman is not afraid of his opponent Valente and chooses to use his speed to force a breakthrough.

Valente was also fast and stayed close to his opponent, but could not completely restrain his opponent. In this case, Saha forced a cross with his right foot.

Jorge was a step too late, Ruud van Nistelrooy headed the ball first, and Baia reached out to pounce.

The Dragon Stadium let out a huge exclamation.

"Baia saved Porto again." Martin Taylor said with a hint of saltiness. Of course, he was a little regretful. If Ruud van Nistelrooy had headed the ball in, the game would have ended early.

Still in shock, Baiya saw Li Qiao waving his hand from a distance, "Give it to me, give it to me."

Baia knew what this meant and immediately kicked the ball towards Li Qiao.

The Manchester United generals were stunned. They were still immersed in the regret of an attack, but they did not expect the opponent to counterattack.

Bart and Li Qiao faced each other and never let Li Qiao get the ball, and the latter didn't get the ball either. He roughly estimated Deco's position, knocked his heel, and then ran forward, because Li Qiao was expected to use Deco's football IQ.

, I will definitely send it back to myself.

Sure enough, Deco lived up to Li Qiao's expectations. The ball was delivered steadily to his running route, and Li Qiao kicked quickly.

Brown moved over. This was his defensive zone. He slid over and tried his best to expand his defensive area.

If Li Qiao hits the goal directly with this ball, it will be what he wants and what his opponent expects the most.

So Li Qiao...

One buckle!

The dunk was perfect, and he pushed the ball to the center. McCarthy followed up and kicked the ball into the goal.

The chewing gum in Ferguson's mouth fell out, and he was stunned. It was 2-2. He never expected that the iron-blooded Manchester United would be equalized.

Immediately afterwards, Sir Alex completely lost his temper, and Bart was the punching bag. He pulled Bart over and said, "What's the matter with you? Do you not want to be at Manchester United anymore?"

Bart was so scared that he didn't dare to say a word.

On the other side, Mourinho simply clapped. The more times like this, the more he has to keep his composure. Obviously, Mourinho is the one who can keep his composure.

McCarthy was so happy that he rushed to Li Qiao and hugged him, "Haha, that's a beautiful pass."

"You moved well."

Of course McCarthy knew that Li Qiao was being polite. Maniche touched Li Qiao's head and said, "Awesome, awesome."

Li Qiao ran towards Deco. In fact, the most exquisite thing about this ball was his through ball. It was really comfortable and showed the level of a master.

"Beautifully passed on."

Deco just smiled faintly. This was his characteristic, he was a very calm person.

The game continued, and this time it was Manchester United's turn to not be calm.