With Quaresma's passionate roar, the entire Berlin Olympic Stadium seemed to have been bombed by an atomic bomb, boiling into the sky.

Quaresma's critical blow was really like a shot at the Italian goal, blowing up the Italian goal entirely.

Slipping to his knees, Quaresma's whole body had lost his mind, and at this moment he was like a madman and fool, completely unaware of what he had done and what he should have done.

The Portuguese fans in the stands were already excited as if they were rebelling, one by one cheering and roaring in unison with Quaresma's roar, which was not enough to vent the irrepressible excitement in their hearts.

The blood poured from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, as if to break through the limitations of their bodies and merge with the agitated emotions of all the fans, and at this moment, they wanted to shout loudly - we are the kings of the world.

It's close, isn't it?

The Portuguese players on the field had already rushed to Quaresma, threw him to the ground, and celebrated passionately, and everyone seemed to have lost their minds like Quaresma.

Scored!

It's going to win!

Who else!

It was a goal that could have decided the title, and they had reason to let out all their excitement.

"If you say you are God, I will believe it!"

"Bastard, why do you want to score such a furious goal!"

"I'm dying of excitement!"

......

The teammates are incoherent, but this also shows the excitement in their hearts.

The players on the bench had already rushed to the sidelines, jumping and jumping with Scolari, and at this moment, it was as if they had really lifted the Hercules Cup.

And the expressions of the Italian players were not so pleasant, this goal hit them a lot, and they were unconsciously beaten by Quaresma, which was too unexpected.

Lippi frowned and frowned, he never expected Portugal to score so early.

The players' defense against Quaresma was very successful just now, how could they be beaten out by Quaresma in the blink of an eye?

Even though he had given Quaresma enough attention before the game that he could be the most dangerous player in the Portugal team, and he had put up a tight defensive line, it still seems that not enough attention has been paid to him.

Quaresma's early cut caught Gattuso off guard, and then Grosso and Gattuso were no longer able to make effective blocks in the face of Quaresma's change of direction, which was the fundamental reason why Quaresma was able to face the Italian goal directly.

In the end, Quaresma broke through!

However, Quaresma's explosive shot was also something that no one expected, not using his best outside instep, nor using his skillful curling ball, a surprise burst shot directly blasted open the door guarded by Buffon, and this series of surprises slowed down Italy's overall reaction by half a beat.

Is this the energy of a superstar?

Italy's defense has almost reached the extreme, is it really necessary to press half the team's defensive strength in order to defend Quaresma?

Then don't race at all!

The frown never relaxed, because Lippi really couldn't think of a better way to restrain Quaresma for the time being.

......

"Quaresma's heavy artillery is really terrifying, and we have already got the analysis data, and the maximum speed of Quaresma's burst just now has exceeded 150 kilometers per hour."

"That's an incredible statistic!"

"Although the fastest shot on goal is recorded at 222 kilometers per hour, it is completely non-human data and is not enough to be used as a reference!"

"In the last World Cup, Carlos's shooting speed was actually only 149 kilometers per hour, which means that Quaresma's shot just now surpassed Carlos's!"

"It's no wonder Buffon didn't have time to make an effective save, and this shot has already exceeded the speed of the average person's nerve reflexes."

"With such an amazing world wave in the World Cup final, even if Portugal fails to win the championship in the end, Quaresma is destined to go down in history!"

.......

The commentator's passionate voice was filled with indescribable excitement, even if he couldn't get carried away due to his professional limitations, such a wonderful goal was still a visual feast for all fans.

All the fans were fascinated, even the Italian fans were frustrated and had to admit that the shot was brilliant.

At this time, Quaresma got up from the pressure of his teammates and gradually regained his senses, but in the passionate shouts of the fans, he couldn't help but wave to the stands and celebrate with the fans.

In the end, the referee had to intervene to stop Portugal from continuing to celebrate, and he was really worried that Portugal would continue to celebrate until the end of the game.

Italy had already taken their positions, and when the game restarted, Italy had to attack.

Italy are good at counter-attacking defence, but that doesn't mean they can't play a good positional attack, and they don't have a lot of options to get an equaliser as soon as possible.

When the game resumed, Italy put on a big attacking formation, Quaresma couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.

Afraid of his ability to attack and counterattack quickly, even if most of the opponents he has encountered are pressed to attack, the fullbacks on his side will not attack to a large extent, just like now, Grosso is very hard to stay in the backfield, not daring to pounce.

It was at this World Cup that Grosso was named a great left-back, thanks to his outstanding performance in attack.

And now if he doesn't let him assist, it is estimated that the title of great left-back will not have anything to do with him.

Italy's attack thus changed from flying on both wings to walking lame, which is really funny.

However, Italy's attack is still quite threatening because of Toney's presence, and his header is also very inexplicable.

There are not so many gorgeous and smooth combinations, and there is no need to play vigorously, concise and effective is the style pursued by Italy, whether it is Zambrota on the left side of the ball directly to Tony in the penalty area, or Pirlo's long pass from the back to Tony's head and then ferryed to his teammates, it can directly threaten the Portuguese defense.

Within ten minutes, Toney's two headers tested Ricciardo, but this unreasonable approach to attack was the same as Quaresma's, and it was helpless.

In the confrontation with Tony, Mera was completely inferior, and I am really sorry for his height of more than 190 cm.

Scolari was a little out of his breath on the sidelines, Toney's threat was too great, but Portugal had no better way to deal with it, because Mera was already the number one in the Portuguese team.

Damn Italy!

It's a really irritating style of play.

Even Quaresma couldn't help but frown as Italy were getting more and more aggressive, and if they did take advantage of the opportunity to score the equaliser, then the situation on the pitch could have changed.

What to do?

Is it necessary to play against Italy in attack?

It's unimaginable!

Not to mention the strength of Italy, it is their mourning posture that has already made their combat effectiveness burst!

This is also Quaresma's excellent individual ability to break through the Italian defence, otherwise Portugal would have fallen into a total passivity by now.

Looking at Toney, who was majestic in the Portuguese penalty area, Quaresma couldn't help but drool, if he gave himself such a teammate, he could be at the front, and his threat could be completely maximized.

It's a pity that it is Pauletta who is in front of him now.

He may be a good striker and has enough quality to establish himself in the top flight, but at least in front of Quaresma, his goalscoring ability and playmaking ability have been a bit of a lag.

It was as if just now, Quaresma broke through on the right side in a row, and at a 45-degree angle, he used his best outside instep cross, and the ball landed as if it were precisely guided, but Pauletta came with a header without too much defensive pressure.

Quaresma really didn't want to pass the ball to him!

Compared to Postiga and Van Persie, who had wasted countless passes on Quaresma, Pauletta's continuous spitting has made Quaresma unbearable!

It's a World Cup final!

Every threatening pass you waste can be the culprit that kills the champion, and if you don't realise it, then you don't deserve to be on the pitch at all.

So in the next attack, Quaresma chose to go it alone, in the same position, after continuous breakthroughs, the cross with the outside of the right foot became a direct arc ball with the outside of the right foot.

The ball drew a terrifying arc, the Italian goal flew away, and if it weren't for Buffon's danger and watching the ball that was about to fly into the dead corner with a single punch, Portugal would have taken a two-goal lead.

There is nothing regretful to scratch his hair, the goal just now is a once-in-a-lifetime regardless of the angle and timing of the shot, and he is sure enough to turn it into a goal.

Helpless, your uncle will always be your uncle, and in the end he still couldn't pass Buffon's level!

But even when Quaresma was holding regrets, Pauletta in the penalty area spread his hands and complained to Quaresma in dissatisfaction, complaining about why he didn't pass the ball to him just now.

Quaresma glanced at Pauletta coldly, didn't bother to pay any attention to him, and turned and walked towards the midfield.

Are you still in the mood to complain at this time?

If I were you, I'd be sure to reflect on why I didn't turn a team-mate's right pass into a goal!

No one rules, if you stand in the forward position, your teammates must hand you the ball unconditionally!

First of all, you have to prove yourself with strength.

Waste once, waste twice, do you plan to waste it forever?

I'm sorry, but my goal is to lift the championship trophy instead of being here with you!

Quaresma's indifference made Pauletta bored herself, her face was much gloomy, she turned around and muttered, and walked towards the half-time.

This little episode didn't attract too many people's attention, and even if the broadcast camera gave the picture, no one would pay too much attention to it, just thinking that it was a normal communication between the players on the field.

Turning his head, Italy's attack once again hit the Portuguese penalty area, and Toney's header became almost a bug, this time, Italy was only a fraction of a goal away.

Quaresma was anxious, knowing that if this continued, it would be difficult for the Portuguese defence to withstand the onslaught.

So, more goals are needed!

I can't defend, I can't limit Tony's play, I'm just one of the seven dwarfs in front of him.

Well, all I can do is go score more goals and that's it.

Portugal's attack, Quaresma suddenly moved to the middle to receive the ball, ready to hit Italy by surprise.

Compared with the combination of Perrotta, Gattuso and Grosso on the right, the combination of Gattuso and Pirlo in the middle seems to be weaker, and it is not the best way to open up the situation.

As soon as he saw Quaresma's running position, Deco immediately understood,

In an instant, he and Quaresma completed the exchange of positions and pulled to the right to respond.

Quaresma faced Pirlo and Gattuso's bag, and the frequency of his feet became faster and faster, and the moment he approached the two, the light croquettes directly skewered Pirlo and Gattuso.

In an instant, Gattuso's face turned green.

I don't want to lose face?

How can I say that I am also the best defensive midfielder in world football, how can I not be as good as a fixed obstacle on the training ground in front of you?

Please use a few more movements next time you pass me?

But Quaresma didn't bother with Gattuso's thoughts, he never cared what the people who gave him a move to get over thought.

Amid the cheers of the fans, Quaresma continued to dribble the ball forward, approaching the Italian penalty area as fast as he could, and there was only a determined light in his eyes.

The brazen invasion of the Italian positions had made the entire line tense, and they had already recalled the fear of being dominated by Quaresma's assault bursts.

Materazzi was about to burst out of the box to stop Quaresma, but Cannavaro was already following Materazzi, waiting for the best time to make his move.

Quaresma's pupils contracted violently, his brows furrowed tightly, and his afterglow swept towards Pauletta, who had stopped at his side, and a mouthful of old blood was held in his chest.

What the hell are you doing?

Do you understand what it means to respond?

Don't know what a running position is?

Do you understand what it means to take away the defense?

Quaresma wanted to grab Pauletta by the collar and spray it all over his face.

If there is a tacit understanding, if it is Henry who is partnered with him, then at this time Henry will definitely use his excellent running position to take Cannavaro, or simply run to the gap to prepare to receive his pass, which will definitely bring a lethal threat to the Italian goal.

But Pauletta's choice was to let Materazzi and Cannavaro join forces to encircle him, and he watched the play from the sidelines.

Is this a practical action to protest that he just didn't pass the ball to him?

Without time to think about it, Quaresma barely managed to finish a shot under pressure from Materazzi and Cannavaro, but the ball was easily held by Buffon due to the lack of quality in the rush.

One of the best Fastbreak Assault opportunities was wasted!

Quaresma turned his head and glared at Pauletta, the angry expression on his face uncontrollable.

It doesn't matter how much you mess around off the field, but on the field, I won't tolerate anyone's willfulness.

Don't touch my bottom line!

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