In the 19th minute of the first half, after ending an attack by Porto, Porto had a good counter-attacking opportunity.

Costinha crossed the ball to Quaresma on the right, and Bridge couldn't keep defending Quaresma, so he gave Quaresma a chance to get the ball.

By the time Bridge came up, Quaresma had already taken the ball and turned around, ready to sprint.

Seeing Quaresma's look of not taking himself seriously at all, Bridge's eggs hurt for a while.

Unlike the full-backs he played against in the Premier League, the British full-backs are more violent and have rough skills, as long as they don't have a brainless defense.

But in the face of Quaresma today, Bridge has a deep sense of powerlessness, every time he is broken through, he is abused, and he even feels that Quaresma is a little inhumane.

Truly strictly speaking, Quaresma's breakthrough is the perfect combination of speed and technique, and at least for now, in terms of breakthrough ability, Quaresma is definitely the best player in world football.

If it weren't for the fact that Quaresma's other aspects hadn't reached a very high level, then Bridge didn't have to resist, just surrender with his guns, at least this way would not be dead and decent.

No, Quaresma faced Bridge after taking the ball, and he didn't look like he was facing a big enemy at all, but Bridges cowered, worried, and looked like he had been bitten by a dog.

Quaresma pulled the ball with his left foot, stepped over the ball with his right foot, and then pulled back with his right foot, and his body rotated 270 degrees, and the ball came to him again with his spin.

Bridge was completely confused!

How did he turn around?

All of a sudden, he turned in front of himself?

Come on, don't say anything, chase it!

However, Quaresma is not something he can easily catch up, and if it weren't for Terry's deadly flying tackle, I'm afraid Quaresma would have been followed by an inward shot.

"Be careful, don't let him pass again!" Terry warns Bridges loudly with a dark face.

I'm always going to wipe Bridge's ass, and if I accidentally skewer Quaresma into a sugar gourd, I'm going to turn it into a backdrop.

Bridge nodded with palpitations, but the nod was also grateful, if it wasn't for Terry to make up for the defense, Quaresma might have scored directly, so he had to thank the captain.

"Why don't you go back and invite Terry to your house?" Bridge thought.

Quaresma didn't know the psychological activities of the two opponents, and he didn't have the heart to care, he only cared about one thing now - he was the only one to counterattack, and he was a little weak!

But that's okay, at least the team's defense is quite solid, and what he fears most is that Delneri insists on going his own way and has to show his ability to adjust the attack in front of Mourinho.

Look, I'm not the guy you can only tweak defensively!

A draw is an acceptable result for Porto, if you have a chance to win, of course, it is good, but if you can't win, a draw is a win.

Quaresma's breakthrough was also a big deterrent for Chelsea, and in any case, Porto are the European champions in front of them, not a fish belly that they can easily wash with blood.

Arjen Robben looked at his team-mates' cautious attitude towards Quaresma, and then thought of Mourinho's unusual praise for Quaresma, and his heart was once again resentful.

What's the matter, Quaresma is his own son, and I just did it?

In terms of strength, it is not necessarily who is strong and who is weak!

The more he thought about it, the more angry Robben became, and he was also ready to break out, at least not to let Quaresma dominate the front.

When his teammates got the ball, Robben actively reached out for the ball on the side, jumping up and down, which was impossible to look at.

"Hey, Ferreira, pass it to me!"

"Hey, Makellele, pass it to me!"

"Frank, can't you pass the ball to me?"

"Thiago, as long as you pass the ball to me, I will invite you to the nightclub to find the young lady in the evening!"

......

Robben was shouting and screaming all over the field, and his teammates were all black lines.

Can't you stop being so ashamed?

In order to avoid shouting anything more excessive, it may also be that the phrase "please go to the club" moved Thiago, anyway, Thiago did not hesitate much and passed the ball directly to Robben.

After receiving the ball, Robben seemed to be a different person.

Of course, it is also possible that it is just a change of posture - such as changing from an old tree to an old man's cart.

Now, it's Robben's turn!

While preparing to break through, he yelled in his heart.

"I'm the main character!"

However, the truth is often not so rosy, and Robben's protagonist dreams are shattered in just three seconds.

Valente, who had a solid defense, didn't care whether Robben wanted to be the protagonist or not, and as soon as he made a flying tackle, he put Robben down there with the ball, cleanly.

Maybe I may not be able to stop you, but don't try to pass it easily.

At the same time as the referee's whistle blew, Robben was lying on the cold turf and doubting his life.

Why did I get put down?

I don't want to lose face?

But after such a period of confrontation with Valente, he found that he didn't seem to have a good way to take Valente, just as Bridge's didn't have a good way to take Quaresma.

This is very infuriating.

Well, I may not be the main character!

A huge loss suddenly arose, and he almost became a brother to Bridge.

One can't prevent anything, and the other can't get over anything......

Of course, Robben is undoubtedly much happier than Bridge, at least he doesn't have to worry about being ......

So far in the game, it seems that Chelsea, who are playing at home, have not shown their usual dominance, and of course, it can also be said that Porto has limited Chelsea's performance, which is probably something that many people did not expect.

It's just that Delneri didn't have long to rejoice when one of Chelsea's big monsters exploded.

Drogba, who is as strong as an elephant, bursts out with the energy contained in his body, and beats Pepe, who has become an inspiring existence that everyone fears, to the death.

On a long pass from Chelsea's back, Drogba took Pepeca behind him, calmly stopped the ball and turned around, and then fired a violent volley past Baia's goal.

Pepe was desperate behind Drogba for a while, did this guy grow up on hormones?

He used all his strength to feed, and Drogba pushed him to the ground and lay on top of him to feed......

What the hell!

Not only did Pepe look constipated, but in fact Quaresma wasn't much better.

Why did you ignore Drogba, the elephant king?

This thing can beat all the Premier League defenses to a terrible existence that cries dad and shouts mother!

It's not easy to do now!