Midfielder

After working for a long time, the vice president of Benfica suddenly found that the actions he had taken did not seem to have the effect he had hoped for, especially Mourinho and the entire Porto seemed very calm. They even collectively chose to ignore such voices.

When one party is noisy and the other party is silent, there are only two possibilities. Either the silent person is waiting for the opportunity to talk back, or he is clenching his fists and preparing to beat the nonsense person.

Mourinho obviously chose the latter. He doesn't like this boring verbal fight, let alone with an idiot with a negative IQ.

The best way to fight back against the opponent is to grab the championship and let those idiots watch Porto cross the obstacles they set, and then spit blood in anger.

The game will decide everything, and Mourinho's choice of lineup is also very direct. If Porto wants to complete the reversal, then it must attack.

Since it is an offense, then the strongest attack combination must be thrown onto the field. The 6:0 bloodbath has given Porto too many inspirations about offense. Since this game may also be an offensive battle, the same lineup may be the best decision.

Benfica is very strong, even Mourinho admits this, because that is the team he trained. Of course, he has a very intuitive estimate of Benfica's current strength, and he knows how strong the opponent is.

Although he is no longer the head coach of that team, the players have not changed much, and the tactical framework still continues the original structure. The only change may be some personnel matching in the frontcourt or the specific offensive arrangement.

Simao and Cardoso, the two partners who have entered the top five in the score list, will be the biggest trouble for Porto. In the training of the past two days, Mourinho has also emphasized this point to his back line, and must keep a close eye on the opponent. This is a requirement that cannot be changed.

The only adjustment Mourinho made in the personnel arrangement of this game was the back line. Valente, who could not play in the match against the Turks, was re-arranged in the starting lineup by Mourinho.

This is not because he is more suitable for this matchup than Jorge Costa, but because Porto's captain has accumulated yellow cards and is suspended. Mourinho can only hope that Valente's state is not affected by the suspension at this time.

However, Paulo Ferreira and Carvalho are still in good physical condition, which makes Mourinho relatively confident about his defensive line combination. Even facing the offensive firepower of Benfica, he believes that he will not lose easily.

The main midfielder Costinha also scored a goal in the last UEFA Cup game. His state is on a hot trend. The entire Porto team's defensive system has not changed much, and it will even be more balanced in offense and defense.

Benfica's old servants such as Maniche are also full of expectations for the game with their old club, especially those news about Lin Yi also hurt Maniche with a gun, which made Maniche, who has a very hot temper, grit his teeth for many days.

The opening of the left and right wings is not only to help the team frequently pull the opponent's formation when attacking, but their return defense must be pushed out when the opponent's front line presses up. After all, Benfica's main threat comes from the two flanks.

As for the combination of Deco and Lin Yi in the front court, Mourinho originally wanted to make some adjustments, but now that the opponent has already brought the war to his eyes, there is no need to hold back.

Especially what level Lin Yi is, the guys in Benfica may know it best, and they will never let this little guy have any easy time to control the ball in this game.

This may be a difficult game for Lin Yi, because the opponent is too familiar with him, but Mourinho still hopes that this kid can carve a crack in the opponent's defense line. He doesn't want to give up the weird creativity of this little guy when attacking.

There is nothing to hide in such a well-known game, it is better to be open and open to fight to the death. Mourinho simply didn't change anything. He just said a word to Lin Yi privately before the game started.

"Keep calm. Porto needs a calm offensive organizer, not a hot-headed one. This is a game that cannot be lost."

"Don't worry. Again, watch my performance. If I don't meet the requirements, you can replace me at any time." Lin Yi patted Mourinho's shoulder with a relaxed look, as if the person who needs to calm down the most now should be this uncle.

Mourinho slapped Lin Yi's claw on his shoulder and said with gritted teeth, "...If you play badly, I promise to let you return to the bench soon!"

"Don't be like this... Uncle, calm down, calm down, in fact, we are sure to win, right? Because I am on the field, we can't lose, not to mention that I am going to beat those shameless guys in front of all the fans!" Lin Yi said while rubbing the back of his hand.

"Get out, get ready to go on the field!" Mourinho found that he could never talk too seriously to this kid, otherwise this kid would be aggressive.

In the same player tunnel, in a week, it was the second time that Lin Yi stood here to accept the inspection before going on the court. However, now he seemed to be very familiar with everyone in the tunnel, not only his teammates, but also his opponents.

A few weeks ago, he was still wearing the red uniform, but now, he has put on the blue and white uniform. Things in the world seem to be full of changes, and even make people a little unprepared.

Although Benfica and Porto will fight to the death as opponents in the next game, for Lin Yi, the guys like Simao may still miss him more, and miss every scene when he participated in the game as a teammate on the field.

With the pass of that boy, it seems that even the game will become much simpler. When you lose this source of attack, Simao feels more of an discomfort. Maybe at that time, he will start to miss this black-haired boy.

"Hey, little guy, we won't let you be so proud today like those Turks." Benfica's midfielder Petty grinned and shouted loudly to Lin Yi. As he spoke, he showed his strong pectoral muscles.

"Okay, stop talking big to me. Don't let me have it as easy as it was in Benfica in the next game. Otherwise, you will probably be fined by that fat guy." Lin Yi didn't care about this old rival who he often met in the group confrontation in Benfica.

There was no way. What he said was indeed true. Petit and Lin Yi had never taken much advantage in the direct confrontation. Now his threat not only sounded ineffective to Lin Yi, but even Simao was grinning on the side.

Maybe Lin Yi was also a likable little guy when he was in Benfica, so although the Benfica media was attacking him crazily, the players didn't feel that way.

Even if this little guy left Benfica for money, what did it matter? Which player doesn't want to make more money in a limited career? What's more, the so-called vice president was telling some fucking lies.

Yes, this is a battle for the league championship, but it's just a game after all, and they haven't reached the point of life and death. Even if there is, it needs to be resolved on the field, not by bickering or fighting here. Everyone understands this.

There was no expected hot atmosphere, and even the players on both sides did not have such explosive tit-for-tat. They were more like old friends greeting each other, especially Lin Yi, who became the focus of the conversation between the two teams.

"Strange atmosphere..." This is the feeling of the referees and many staff in the player channel. The war of words between the two cities did not seem to affect these players. Everything seemed a little calm, even harmonious.

"Okay, get ready to play. We will talk after the game, but it will be after we win." Simao pulled the captain's armband on his arm and looked forward. However, his closing remarks revealed Benfica's determination to win the game. They did not want to lose.

Although they could talk calmly just now, it does not mean that they will be so polite on the field later. There will be a battlefield there. Who can walk down the field with their heads held high depends on their own abilities.

"See you in 90 minutes. This is our home court, but Porto doesn't have the habit of treating guests. I wish you good luck, but we have already booked the championship." After saying this, Lin Yi also chose to shut up. There is no point in saying more. Let's see the truth in the game.

The part about friendship can be skipped. What follows will be war. The winner will enter heaven, and the loser will fall into hell.

The Porto team began to walk out of the player tunnel in an orderly manner. As for the opponents around them, they also began to tighten their facial expressions. The harmonious atmosphere began to disappear, and it would be replaced by fierce confrontation later.

The cheers of the Stadium of Light broke out at this moment. The fans who had been waiting for several hours were igniting the flames of the decisive battle with such shouts.

"Roar!" The Porto team echoed this cheer with such a roar in the center of the stadium. They were giving their own response in this way.

"Champion! Champion! Champion!" The 11 people on the field held hands and formed a circle to the sky and roared. This was definitely not their prayer, but determination.

Porto has only one goal, that is, the league championship. . . .

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