After the goal, Maldini defended Quaresma more tightly, and in the face of such a good opponent as Quaresma, it is the greatest respect to give his all.

But Quaresma really doesn't want to get tangled up with Maldinidó right now.

Even if you break through Maldini with fancy technology, what about that?

If you can't win the game, it's all in vain!

So, Quaresma has to play a little more practically.

Since Maldini is keeping an eye on himself, as long as he leans as far into the middle as possible, there will inevitably be gaps on this side of the flank, can Milan still count on Kaka or Seedorf to come back as sappers to defend?

So Quaresma constantly involved Maldini's energy, creating opportunities for Bosingwa to plug in forward, Bosingwa is in good shape today, as long as he resists Kaka hard, he doesn't have much of a disadvantage, and he can contribute a little strength in the attack!

In the 29th minute of the first half, Bosingwa cut in quickly, received a pass from Meireles and went down, and found Fabiano accurately with a cross.

It's a pity that Milan is not afraid at all in terms of defending high-altitude balls, with Nesta and Stam present, Fabiano seems so weak that it is difficult to grab the point directly.

After two attempts in a row, all to no avail, Quaresma knew he couldn't fight like this again.

I can't help but ponder, don't look at Porto's attack now, but it is not easy to penetrate Milan's defense head-on, if you can't continue to play, then Porto's way of threatening Milan's goal is more through long-range shots from the periphery of the middle, which is really a test of character.

It seems that I have to be more proactive!

Panting slightly, trying to make it steady.

Quaresma stared straight at Milan's goal, as if he had traveled through time and space, the goal was so close that he could touch it as soon as he stretched out his hand, so real.

Yourself, you have to break this goal!

Can't fall here!

My mission is not yet complete!

As if he was full of strength again, trying to find the voice of the Porto fans in the cheers of the Milan fans, that is the source of his strength.

Got it!

Like a small boat jolting in the waves, it is powerless to resist the majesty of nature, but it still does not give up the desire to survive.

"Quaresma!"

"Quaresma!"

"Lead us on!"

"Please keep winning!"

......

The mixed chorus seemed to be in the ears, constantly echoing, and repeatedly impacting Quaresma.

Rush up!

The wind was blowing under the feet of the Quaresma, as if it were stepping on the waves of the sea, sweeping by.

One more run, one more victory.

The pace never stops!

Offensive!

When Quaresma burst into the Milan penalty area, Porto's attack was once again pressed in front of the penalty area, and now is the time for the real decision.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand to ask for the ball, Quaresma knew that at this time, there was no need to be humble, in front of the goal equalizer, everything was false, only by scoring a goal, could he become a hero!

Diego took the ball and was forced by Gattuso like a mad dog, a little embarrassed, and lost the opportunity to pass the ball to Quaresma head-on.

At this time, Maniche and Meireles stepped forward at the same time to respond, and Diego, who was forced to face the Milan goal with his back to the Milan goal, took the opportunity to return the ball to Maniche.

Maniche's hard feet are recognized in the football world, and seeing Maniche pick up his legs in the face of the incoming ball, the Milan players' hearts are about to rise to their throats.

Pirlo was closest to Maniche and tried to block in a hurry, but it was completely too late, and before his leg could be extended, the ball had already burst out from Maniche's feet.

Like a cannonball, with the fierce smell of explosives, it flew towards the Milan goal, with the momentum of destroying everything.

Neither Stam nor Nesta were able to keep the ball out and had to rely on Dida's miraculous save to save Milan's fortunes.

Staring intently at the ball, his body tense and ready to save, Maniche's shot was not abrupt, Dida had plenty of time to prepare, as long as the angle of the shot was not too tricky, Dida was confident that he would keep this shot out.

Dida moved, jumped forward, pounced sideways to the ball, and actually blocked the ball with his hands at that critical moment, which was a textbook save.

All the home fans breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had just experienced the end of the world, and they were actually afraid of being eliminated by Porto.

The Milan players all showed a look of joy for the rest of their lives, and if this goal was scored, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Now, Porto's attack has finally been put to an end!

Dida held the ball and they could develop a wave of quick attacks to try to kill Porto.

However, just when Dida wanted to get up and save again and press the ball under him, Quaresma's ghostly figure suddenly appeared in front of the goal, and before Dida could save, he stabbed the ball into the Milan goal.

“GOLLLLLLLLLLLLL！”

"The ball is in!"

"Quaresma has scored!"

"Without anyone looking, Quaresma appeared in front of the goal like a ghost and sent the ball into the Milan goal!"

"Porto and Milan are drawn!"

"They're back on the same page!"

......

Goal, scored!

The San Siro Stadium actually lost its voice in an instant, because no one dared to believe what was happening in front of them.

Quaresma had been chasing the ball, and the moment Maniche had shot, he didn't think it had anything to do with him, but he rushed towards goal.

Even he didn't expect that Maniche's shot was saved, Dida couldn't control the ball in the first place, and he picked up a leak, everything seemed to be a coincidence arranged by the script.

His brain went blank, and Quaresma lost even the ability to think at that moment!

Did I score again?

Did we really equalize on aggregate?

Not dreaming, right?

Even though he came here with an extremely determined heart, the result was unpredictable, and everyone knows how small the probability of catching up with Milan is.

When happiness does come, who can look at it so calmly?

In the incredible screams and howls of the Milan fans, Quaresma finally reacted, so excited that he seemed to be on the verge of an explosion, took off his jersey, and rushed to the sidelines, running wildly, the strange howl was unbearable to look at.

But even though Quaresma became almost insane, the Porto fans still worshipped him, this man, once again, performed a miracle.

Porto's two-goal lead over Milan on the road to equalise on aggregate was the most incredible miracle of all.

The team-mates rushed towards Quaresma in a frenzy, as if the whole world had gone crazy, and no one could have imagined how magical Porto was today, how magical Quaresma was.

Now, who would dare to say that Milan will definitely qualify?