After time travel, I can only beat up the national football team

Chapter 32 What do you want to do?
After Porto took a one-goal lead, the midfielder led by Deco showed more overwhelming skills.

Zahovich was somewhat alone, and his performance today was completely suppressed by the Brazilian midfielder.

This also made his old problems start to reappear, especially when Marquez on the striker wasted his through ball. When the Slovenian came forward to complain, his eyes were glaring with anger, as if to destroy the opponent. Tear them alive and skin them alive.

This scene made the atmosphere of Benfica's team become more subtle. Marquez's expression was like eating a fly, which almost allowed people to directly read his inner language.

This time Zahovich came forward to complain about the pressure put on by his teammates. Even many Porto players felt it. One can imagine the impact on Benfica.

Benfica's coach Duarte also seemed a little panicked at this time. He spent no less time preparing for the game than Mourinho, but the things they studied were obviously different.

Now that he was at a disadvantage, and even the morale of the army was beginning to be unstable, how could he stop the decline? Duarte couldn't think of a countermeasure at the moment.

Porto did not give him time to adjust, and he soon made a wonderful cooperation in the middle.

Deco's breakthrough is not as fancy as traditional Brazilian players, and it is not as gorgeous as it is, but it is not inferior in detail, and what stands out is that it is simple and practical.

This time, his breakthrough was not sluggish at all. After reaching the hinterland, he directly kicked off the pass. The imagination of this pass was not inferior to those of the football wizards in the Brazilian national team.

Zhang Desheng's running awareness also kept up with this imaginative pass, but unfortunately this time he rushed into the penalty area and volleyed the ball without stopping, and finally went slightly over the crossbar.

"Good shot!"

Deco felt a little pity, but still extended his thumb to encourage Zhang Desheng.

He naturally knows that no matter how good a striker is, it is impossible to score every goal. Zhang Desheng's goal was able to complete the grab and shoot under the defense of two Benfica players. This is already very rare, not to mention that it is only slightly higher. A little bit, really nothing to fault.

"That's a great message, my problem!"

Zhang Desheng blames himself a little, but he will not become impatient because of this, because he also knows that no matter how good a player is, it is impossible to seize every opportunity.

The patience of these two people was soon rewarded. After Porto regained the ball, they once again launched an offensive with Deco as the axis.

At this time, the Porto players were getting better and better, and even kicked a pass continuously under the guidance of Deco.

But this time Deco's final pass was a little too big due to interference. Zhang Desheng tried his best to catch up, but was finally cleared by Robert Enke who struck in time.

"Steady, steady first!"

Although Mourinho has not seen players with an overly impatient mentality, he was a little short of scoring twice in a row. He knows that it will have some impact on the mentality.

So before the problem occurred, he gestured to the players on the sidelines and loudly signaled them to stabilize their defense first.

This is the role of an excellent head coach. Mourinho is not only strict and meticulous in his demands on the players, but he can also sense subtle changes in the situation on the field in a timely manner, which allows him to always solve the loopholes before problems arise. Fill.

Benfica was indeed brewing a counterattack, but before they could even urinate, Porto retreated to the defense without warning, making them somewhat breathless.

At this time, Zahovich became impatient and made a fatal passing error. Carvalho grabbed the football and directly sent a long pass in the backcourt. He was looking for the fast McCarthy.

McCarthy's speed is truly astonishing. Zhang Desheng looked at him from behind and felt ashamed!
If he had had this speed just now, he would have caught up with Deco's slightly larger pass before the opponent's goalkeeper.

Of course, this does not mean that he will be inferior to McCarthy in terms of speed in the future. The inferiority now is just because he is too young.

But although McCarthy has speed, his skills in handling the ball at high speed are still far behind those of real top forwards.

This ball faced Robert Enke's attack. The quality of his shot under heavy pressure was obviously not good enough. After the football was knocked, it eventually refracted and flew out of bounds.

"Oh, God!"

When McCarthy saw the football hitting the uprights and rolling out of bounds, he was so angry that he knelt on his knees and pounded the turf!

But I have to say that he did waste too many opportunities today!
Mourinho couldn't help but shake his head off the court. McCarthy's dribbling was not delicate enough. The ball was too big at first, and the accuracy of the final shot was also poor. He obviously couldn't control his speed.

But you can't blame him. If he really had the skills to control his speed, he wouldn't be worth what he is now, and Porto wouldn't be able to keep a truly top striker.

McCarthy has first-class explosive power and speed, but his footwork and shooting skills can only be considered second-rate. Taken together, he is a quasi-first-class forward.

Mourinho didn't know that his analysis was accurate, and the evaluation given by Zhang Desheng's system was similar.

McCarthy's acceleration and speed are 91 and 90 respectively, but his shooting, dribbling, ball control, and stopping are only between 80-85.

To be honest, this speed is not considered top level, it can only be considered first-class. There are two levels above top level and historical level.

Looking at it this way, he is indeed far away from a true first-rate forward, and he can only be considered a second-rate forward with speed.

At this time, Porto took a corner kick, and Deco, who had reached a half-step super giant and could break through at any time, personally stood at the penalty spot.

Naturally, he would not go for Zhang Desheng for this goal. Carvalho's goal-scoring attack made Benfica fans break out in a cold sweat, because the Portuguese international's header went slightly wide.

Porto fans held their heads and sighed. They had been close to scoring several times today, but they were always a little bit unlucky.

But Zhang Desheng knows that it has little to do with luck. This level of competition not only puts great pressure on himself, but also puts great defensive pressure on his opponents. Coupled with the pressure on and off the court from the media and fans, no matter how good the player is, Possibly as capable as he was in training.

This principle is the same as that of many blue-collar players in the NBA who can actually shoot [-]% to [-]% of their three-pointers during training.

At this time, everyone looked at the time, and it was already the 75th minute of the second half.

Mourinho also gestured to the players. Since the offensive end was always short of breath and failed to expand the lead in time, there is no need to take risks now and just shrink back and set up the bus to greet Benfica.

They now hold a 1:0 lead, and Benfica should be more anxious at this time.

McCarthy soon walked off the court in frustration. Since Mourinho was preparing to set up a steel barrel formation, it would be a mistake to put in two forwards.The Benfica players looked at Porto who had changed into a 5-4-1 formation, and their expressions were much uglier than those of McCarthy who had just been substituted.

Their depression is very reasonable. If only they could have relied on Zahovich's spirituality or a little luck just now to occasionally reach the 30-meter range in front of the door and create some threats.

Then in the overcrowded Porto half, they really couldn't find any space to operate.

Doesn't this mean that they can't enter the penalty area? Even outside the penalty area, the space they can operate is greatly reduced.

Of course, if you bring over peak Messi or peak Neymar, there will still be a lot of room for maneuver.

But at this moment, Benfica only has one Zahovich who is beginning to complain about his teammates, so they can only try their luck through long shots.

However, when Mourinho's team is determined to defend, it will not even give you a chance to shoot long range. Otherwise, how can it win so many finals in the future?

At this time, Porto's defense not only sent one or two people to the front line at all times, but even when a Benfica player had a long shot opportunity away from the penalty area, Porto players would quickly pop up to block it.

This means that it does not give you any chance to comfortably start a long shot, and it does not even allow you to stop and observe the ball for more than 1 second.

Benfica players naturally become more and more impatient as time goes by.

At this time, they didn't care about Zhang Desheng's little tail. Anyway, 0:1 was a loss, and 0:2 was also a loss, so they might as well just throw everything overboard.

So after 80 minutes of play in the second half, Benfica's players were basically on board.

At this time, I could see that half of the stadium was densely packed with people. It was really a mess.

Zhang Desheng was a little bored and wandered around the center circle, and finally went back to participate in the defense.

Mourinho didn't care about him and just let him move freely on the court.

But no one expected that an accident would happen at this time...

In the 83rd minute of the second half, Benfica's midfielder Thiago took a long shot from 40 meters away, but it was deflected and turned into a pass.

Carvalho ran as fast as he could. After intercepting the football, he wanted to kick forward. Because at this time, Benfica's players were already pressing up. He only had to pass the ball and hit Zhang Desheng on the head, which would probably create a goal. ball.

But when he looked up, he found this clever little ghost just a few meters away in front of him.

Zhang Desheng and Carvalho were both a little confused at this time. One of them couldn't stop the brakes, and the other didn't expect why Zhang Desheng came here?

"What do you want?"

"Bring it to you!"

Zhang Desheng didn't have time to explain at this time. He actually appeared here to intercept the missed shot. He and Carvalho actually competed together.

What's even more outrageous is that Zhang Desheng couldn't stop the car at this moment, but he didn't intend to force it to stop, so he just intercepted his teammates.

So, I saw Carvalho, the Portuguese international, being intercepted directly in the backcourt by his 17-year-old forward teammate.

"Nima!"

Carvalho was not simply intercepted. In order to avoid Zhang Desheng's rush, he twisted his body to avoid it, but was scratched by Zhang Desheng, and finally fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Thanks!"

Zhang Desheng was very grateful to Carvalho in his heart, because his current body could not hit the strong Carvalho.

If Carvalho didn't take the initiative to get out of the way, he would definitely be ejected.

But if he took the initiative to get out of the way, Carvalho himself would be knocked to the ground like he is now, because all his body balance is used to avoid, which means he has lost his ability to resist.

However, in order to prevent Zhang Desheng from being injured in the collision, Carvalho subconsciously chose to make a fool of himself. This is why Zhang Desheng was grateful.

"what's the situation?"

"Infighting?"

"Okay, my own people are grabbing it!"

"..."

This bizarre scene left fans of both teams unable to react!

But the fact that one's own people are robbing one's own people is not the most surprising scene!
Next, after grabbing the football, Zhang Desheng made a cool emergency stop. Then he looked up and saw that the opponent's goalkeeper Robert Enke seemed to be standing a little forward. Without even a moment's hesitation, he was at least 70 meters away from the goal. From the meter position, two steps followed by a super-long lob.

"What, he shot?"

"Hell, he doesn't really want to!"

"Oops, Enke's position!"

"..."

　I haven't done the task yet, give it a try.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)