[Football] King Of Europe

Chapter 85 Dragon 37

But that goal never came.

I don’t know if God has withdrawn his favor. Porto’s players seem to have forgotten to put on their shooting boots today—kicking the ball into the goal has become a very difficult thing. At least as of now, there is no goal .

Some of the shots went off the post or over the goal, others were valiantly blocked by defenders, and still others - saved by Real Madrid goalkeeper Iker Casilla Stone.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

The audience in front of the TV, the reporters in the media seats, the commentators at home and even the TV station, and the coaches of both sides—everyone, everyone knows that Porto can’t hold on for too long. After the current rapid attack, there will be It is a state of exhaustion.If they can score - maybe that undesired weakness will push back, push back, postpone indefinitely.

Real Madrid knew exactly this, so they gritted their teeth and wanted to survive this wave of offensive.

As long as they get through the present, it will be their time again.

In the 50th minute, Deco's curve ball 15 meters in front of the goal was hit by Casillas with his palm.

In the 64th minute, the alien Ronaldo played back and blocked McCarthy's shot.

In the 67th minute, Jankaskas hit Elguera with a heavy shot and popped out of the penalty area.

Everyone was looking forward to that goal.

But can't wait!

Can not wait!

Although they almost suppressed Real Madrid, they still couldn't win a goal!

"Too restless!" The Porto young marshal frowned and muttered to himself, but no one heard him.

This is not the state he wanted. To be precise, he never thought about winning the game, or even a draw. No thought of changing course.

Because he knows that it is likely to bring such a result——

In the current situation, the offense cannot be advanced, and the defense - after a large amount of energy is consumed in a short period of time, it may not be possible to defend.

Such fears quickly became reality.

After 20 minutes of high-intensity offense, the game seemed to pass a certain point, and changed quietly.Not many people noticed at first, but soon, the audience on the sidelines and the Real Madrid players on the field noticed that the movements of the Porto players were not as agile as before.

Yes, some players are still as flexible as before, but some of them have slowed down significantly-this is their opportunity.

The tables turned again.

The Los Blancos once again suppressed Porto, but as if they were influenced by them before, they have not scored another goal for a long time.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and gradually fell into a seesaw.

In the 75th minute, "Golden Wolf" Guti passed the ball into the Porto penalty area, inserted a heavy shot from Brazilian defender Carlos, and was almost saved by Baia.

Just 1 minute later, Deco made a cross from the right side of the penalty area, Jankauskas inserted a close-range header from the back row, and Real Madrid goalkeeper Cassie hit it with a single palm.

But the ball was quickly grabbed by the player again!

Real Madrid's penalty area was in chaos, with countless flying sneakers circling the kicked ball. The black and white elf made dazzling changes in a short period of time, and was finally kicked out of the penalty area by a flying kick——

——It’s Real Madrid defender Carlos!

The Brazilian's heavy artillery is simply terrifying. People standing beside the football flight line seem to have heard the sound of the "woo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!"However, it seemed as if it had hit a wall in mid-air, causing the arrow to snap apart.

Someone in Porto blocked the ball with his body!

Such a huge impact - the player suddenly staggered, staggering as if he would fall down in the next second.However, his body turned, which was the standard posture for stopping the ball.His right foot is on the ground, like the center of a compass firmly nailed to the ground, and his left foot is about to pass the ball again——

If he can still pass it on.

There was a whistling wind behind him, and a dangerous aura approached quickly. The young man wanted to avoid it, but at this moment, he felt a pain in his waist and abdomen, which slowed down his steep turn by a beat.

It was at the time of this beat that nothing could be avoided, and there was a piercing pain in his ankle - he was firmly shoveled.

A scene that seemed familiar—it seemed to reappear from yesterday.

He cursed softly, and tried to support himself, but the huge impact didn't give him any room to resist.

At the Santiago Bernabéu, in front of 8 people—

Inevitably, he fell to the ground.

The referee blew the whistle to stop the game——

- Porto wins a free kick.

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