The Bayer Arena was still celebrating with the Porto fans and the Bayer Leverkusen fans falling silent, and the mood of the fans on both sides was diametrically opposed. A draw was a big blow for Bayer Leverkusen, but it was a win for Porto.

As the first half draws to a close, Porto can draw 1-1 with Bayer Leverkusen, isn't it worth rejoicing in such a result? Porto were more of a draw won by luck.

In terms of shooting opportunities alone, Porto certainly didn't have as many chances as Bayer Leverkusen, who had ten shots on goal in the first half and just one goal. Porto, on the other hand, had four shots on goal and also scored a goal, more than double the efficiency of the goal compared to Bayer Leverkusen. For the most part, Porto were passive, but they played their defensive skills to the fullest, dragging the draw until the end of the first half.

Even Worrall was a little unbalanced, and although it was acceptable, it didn't taste very good. Although he is not a greedy manager, according to Bayer Leverkusen's recent form, he should have taken at least a one-goal lead in the first half, even a goal was very few, most of the time it was a two-goal lead, and when it came to the second half, he could have a lot of tactical options.

But now?

He walked briskly into the tunnel, pondering how to adjust at half-time.

"Ah,"

"This bastard,"

"He's not going to think about how to attack,"

"This guy is cowardly."

"This damn conservative tactic."

"You can't miss out on home advantage."

In the stands, Klopp, who had left Dortmund, was lying on the railing, talking to himself, he was not optimistic about what changes Worrall would have to expect in the second half, and he would still let the team carefully close the play to ensure that there would be no accidents at home, this is Worrall. And he Klopp? If it had been for Bayer Leverkusen's whip, he would have been covered with corpses and a sea of fire by now, and Porto would not have defended so calmly here.

He's confident, even though he's never been in charge of the first team.

"Ah, this guy," he glanced at former Barcelona assistant coach Jose Mourinho again. Originally, he didn't know Mourinho, but after the German media reprinted their tactical articles at the same time, he knew Mourinho. Of course, he scoffed at Mourinho's tactics, and after careful reading and comparison, only a small part of him agreed with Mourinho's tactics, that is, the speed of counter-attacks was the same, and everything else was completely different.

He approves of Mourinho's quick counter-attack, but he definitely disagrees with Mourinho's defensive tactics. Completely stubborn, waiting for an opportunity to fight back? Is there such a stupid coach in this world who is willing to leave the battlefield space completely to the opponent? It's stupid.

In front of Mourinho's absence in Porto's coach's box, he has already studied Porto's tactics, Porto's offensive tactics are very clear, and they revolve around Jardel to design tactics, almost attacking and defending, and the style of play is fierce. But now from the first half, it seems that Porto's tactics have changed, and what has changed should be the toss of this guy in front of him.

"Will you be able to withstand 90 minutes?"

"After sixty or seventy minutes of the second half, the players in Porto are still fit enough to support this kind of defense?"

"Dreaming."

"It's still going to lose."

Jurgen Klopp still scoffed at Mourinho's tactics, believing that Porto could not withstand 90 minutes and that it would collapse sooner or later.

However, his face darkened randomly, "It's a pity, the coach is the pig." ”

"It's still a possibility."

He had to lower his posture again.

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In the dressing room, Worrall first summed up the first half.

'We played okay, the technique and tactics were basically in place, but we lacked more goals, and as long as we continue to maintain this attacking posture in the second half, the goals will come sooner or later.'

"Ronaldinho, you're a little quiet on the left. You can play smarter and if you can't solve the problem on the left side, then play the ball to the middle earlier. ”

Dragonflies are a little bit of criticism and suggestions.

"Frank, take care of yourself, Rubens's foot movements are too dirty to run, we can't get hurt."

"We still had too big problems defensively, the two yellow cards in the first half could have been completely avoided, our defensive depth was not enough, Zheng, your return defense protected the back line, which was done quite well, in the second half I need you to continue to protect the backline, we have to make sure we are invincible."

'It's a war you can't lose, we need to show a lot of patience, a draw isn't bad, we're always waiting to score.'

"Michael, you need to put more energy into the attack, but also to get back to the defense in time, you can't do it all, and even when the chances are bad, don't take too many risks."

"Defense is what wins the championship."

The soldiers listened silently to Worrall's words, but everyone's faces did not change, they were not excited at all, nor excited, and their ears heard the calluses coming to these words. It's defense again, when will it be defended? The opponent has scored an away goal, and if you don't score again, do you want to wait to go to the away side and solve the problem?

When it came to the most critical moment, the ideas of the Bayer Leverkusen players and Worrall's ideas clashed, although everyone did not say anything.

Worrall wasn't stupid either, and had heard something from Ribery's mouth last time that he shouldn't have heard, so he took a few more glances at his disciples.

Meaningfully, "We have to be clear that our goal is to reach the finals,"

"Our tactical thinking must be unified, and our tactics must be implemented in place. If it fails, I'll take the blame. But what if we can't? That means we're not a team together at all. ”

This is a euphemism to remind everyone. Failed, the responsibility lies with Worrall's own, but if he thinks that the execution of tactics is not in place and the thinking is not unified? The blame is not on him Worrall, it's on the players.

However, Zheng Zhi always shook his head in his heart.

Worrall, it's really too lacking in passion. In such an important semi-final, Worrall's language has no power, and if it were Alex Ferguson, Mourinho, or Klopp and Schuster, their speeches in the dressing room would have been brilliant and exciting.

But now, no.

It's like a group of people who follow the rules and let the leader calmly comment on a few sentences during the break, and then continue to work for a while, where is the passion......

How does this work? Zheng Zhi seemed to hear Santos and Mourinho waving their fists and roaring in the away dressing room, blowing the horn of battle at Jadel and Deco. They were already enthusiastic and ready to go, just waiting for the second half of the game to begin.

In terms of morale, the Porto players definitely have the advantage. At this time, his teammates didn't seem to feel such an atmosphere.

Just when everyone fell into silence, Zheng Zhi suddenly said quietly:

"Guys,"

"Did you hear that?"

As he spoke, he raised his right hand and put it to his ear as he listened.

"What do you hear?"

Ronaldinho was very puzzled, and Ribery next to him was also confused, in fact, everyone looked at Zheng Zhi in surprise. Except for Worrall's beep just now, what else was the sound.

"What do you hear?"

Barak followed his example, spreading his palms and placing them to his ears. However, there was no sound at all, except for snorting......

"Enemy,"

"Enemy voices,"

"They are screaming wildly, their blood is surging, their morale is high, they are like a flood of beasts, they want to kill us."

！！！

Paralysis, Zheng! Hell you've got! We didn't hear anything! Didn't hear anything! A hint of panic flashed in Emerson's eyes, but his mouth did not open, and his mind quickly fantasized about what kind of aura the other party was.

"Really,"

"We must muster our spirits now,"

"The moment we walked out of the locker room door,"

"They're going to come at us like crazy, and we've got to be ready for it now!"

"The fight starts by pushing open the door to the locker room, not walking onto the pitch!"

"Brothers!"

"Fighting —————————— !!!!!!!!"

Zheng Zhi suddenly shouted with his real arms.

"Fighting —————————— !!!!!!!!"

Rumble ......

This time, the sound came out of the door and broke in again, and in the away dressing room, everyone instantly felt creepy.

"What's the situation?"

"Crazy?"

"What the hell are they called?"

？？？

No one understood.

But it didn't take a few seconds.

"Fighting ———————————— !!!!!!!"

The sound was ten times louder, like a sonic boom caused by the passing of a fighter jet, which made people tremble.

Of course, the people of Porto heard it clearly.

It's a declaration of battle!

It is the manifesto of the Leverkusen fighting team.

Mourinho immediately jumped out alertly.

"The enemy is roaring!"

"Boys, go to war! Kill! ”

"Kill!"

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Players from both sides pushed open the door of the locker room and walked out almost at the same time, everyone's faces were full of slaughter, and the fighting spirit was awe-inspiring! As long as you look at each other slightly, it seems that sparks can be splashed, and the atmosphere is indeed very different.

When the referee and the referee team passed by them, they could feel the thick smell of gunsmoke in the middle.

"No substitutions,"

"It was still 22 players in the first half, and although Lucio and Novotny both had a yellow card, Worrall still chose to believe them."

"The second half starts right away."

Beep ————————

2 minutes into the second half, the first foul was caused by Hoffman, Drulovic and Capjo crossed and switched, Deco sent a diagonal plug in the backfield, Emerson was not timely in making up the defense, so that Hoffman was very passive in the face of Capujo, and finally had to put down Capujo, giving Porto a chance to take a set-piece in front.

"I was impressed by Capjo today."

'He was actually a substitute in the Portuguese national team, he didn't get much of a chance to play, but he was so good today that it felt like a different person, and if he continues to perform like this, he could even be a regular for Portugal at this year's European Championships in the Netherlands.'

'Portugal's strikers have always lacked something, but Capujo played too resolutely today, and although it was Jardel who scored, he actually played better and more important than Jardel.

"Now that Novotny and Ballack are coming to guard him, it can be said that they attach great importance to it, and on the other hand, Zheng Zhi and Lucio are sandwiching and defending Jadel, and they are also ironclad not to let Jadel move easily."

Deco and Shainho played a wall-to-wall combination, and after still using new wine in old bottles, they finally passed the ball to Jardel's head.

Zheng Zhi and Lucio are both well learned, Zheng Zhi interfered with the jump in front of Jardel, and Lucio and Jardel formed a physical confrontation, in the end the three did not touch the ball, the ball fell out of the big penalty area, Hoffman got the ball again, this time he did not dare to have any hesitation, directly kicked the ball out.

Although the chances of getting the ball seemed slim, Kirsten chased it down. Beside him, Porto captain Costa took a big stride to take advantage of the position, and his head easily flicked the ball back to the goalkeeper, but his right shoulder slammed hard into Kirsten.

Kiersten flew in an instant, and the whole person fell to the right side.

Da~

The body seems to be bouncing on the turf?!

The whistle hasn't sounded yet! It seems that the referee thought it was a reasonable physical charge, but Kirsten was too desperate and decided to chase the ball when it was almost impossible to get his hands on it.

Sigh!

There was an instant deafening boo from the stands.

"Is the referee blind?"

"Didn't the ball have any fouls?"

"Oh my God, this guy must be a rugby referee!"

At this point, the Porto goalkeeper calmly handed the ball to Santos on the right, who then knocked the ball across the middle to Deco.

However, Kirsten did not get up before the front, but the referee signaled that the game would continue, and the attacking side was in favor.

sigh

sigh

Sigh!

The boos are getting louder! However, the Porto players still did not stop on the counter-attack. The ball also fell quickly in front of Bayer Leverkusen's penalty area.

Don't make the same mistakes again!

Zheng Zhi gritted his teeth and quickly contracted to the middle, and when Deco kicked out, he had already pulled back back. Deco's pass was so obvious that at this point, Deco was no longer passing the ball to Capjo, but to Jadel.

Because there is no room to sprint now, Jardel's advantage is highlighted. After leaning on Lucio, the soldier caught the ball steadily, and then forced a turn to the left! It's easy, but Lucio just can't do anything! Once again, it feels like Jadel is a mountain.

With a flick of his left foot, Jardel actually adjusted the pace of the shot! Pick up your left foot and force a shot!

All the attention and power hit him in his left calf.

Bang –

At the moment when Jadel pulled out the ball, Zheng Zhi's right foot also drew the ball, and the feet of the two people were barred together, and in the next moment, Zheng Zhi and Jadel were unable to maintain their body balance, and they both fell, and they also did not get up.

This time, the referee's whistle finally blew.

sigh

sigh

Sigh.

The Leverkusen fans booed even more.

"Stupid referee,"

"Brain-dead referee,"

Some extreme fans have even thrown slices of bread, mineral water bottles and other items from the stands, and it has rained in a different kind of ......

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