Icardi clearly knows how much attention he has, but he still keeps a cool head. The agent, Mr. Moreno, has been in and out of the club a lot lately, which is not hidden from the players, of course, not to seek a transfer of the player, Icardi has just arrived in Portsmouth, now is not a good time to transfer, the agent is just trying to bring better contract treatment to his clients.

It can be seen from his expression that Icardi has been in a good mood lately, with improved treatment and a new sneaker sponsorship, and just last week he brought a new pair of Mizuno "Scourge" to each of his teammates.

Icardi has always considered himself to be the world's top 10 striker in his mind, and there is no malice in saying this, because such self-expectations are very important for a goalscorer, and you don't see Cristiano Ronaldo shouting: "I am the first, second and third best striker in the world", and Ibrahimovic is even more "God is me" crazy to the limit.

Since he is one of the best players in the world, he has been looking forward to returning to the best club in the world since leaving Barcelona, and Icardi has never refuted this, so he does not like an offer from a small club and does not want to go to the giants as a substitute.

Of course, except for the place where the dream began, Barcelona and Real Madrid have a fatal attraction to South American players, and anyone who knows a little bit about history and geography knows that it is not because of the history or culture there, but because the South American players are like going home after transferring there, their parents, wives and even children all speak Spanish, and it only takes a few hours to fly back to their home country, and they can go back and forth in a day, which is not possible in Germany, England, and France. Players are also a kind of work, isn't work just to go home?

At half-time, Hydward didn't say much, only encouraged everyone to keep pressing out and attacking, comforted Mustafi who had made a mistake and conceded the goal, and then called Icardi to the side.

Finnan walked over with a stack of papers and said just one word, "perfect"! Hydward then told the player that he had played a flawless forty-five minutes.

Icardi didn't know why, but he had a vague feeling that the coaching staff was trying to say something, and what was the difference between the last month and the previous two? It seems that there is not, it seems that there is, he has increased his leg strength, changed his body receiving position, expanded his range of motion, his style of play has become more paced, and he has increased his communication with his teammates, rather than being a simple finisher.

The transformation of the players has paid off.

Back in the game, Middlesbrough was not so easy to surrender, Mowbray's side played more aggressively and aggressively in the second half, McDonald and Emnes took turns to cross and attack Portsmouth's central defenders, of course, Heidward was not so easy to deal with, he asked Mendy to fill the gap between the two and told Enyeama to be bold to cover the entire penalty area, after a few rounds of ineffective Myburgh made two personnel changes, they played a veteran in the midfield position, Another striker changed the formation to a more attacking 352.

The substitutions had an immediate effect, with veteran centre-back Robbs teaching young Portsmouth a lesson from just the start, and his long-range shot was blocked by Mustafi into his own goal, 2-2, an irritating scoreline. Today was by no means a lucky day for Mousse, and it would have been a very joyous moment if the victim had not been Portsmouth or him. He was in good physical condition, he suffered consecutive blows, and his mentality was out of order, and Mousse unexpectedly stepped forward to find referee Phil Dodd to fight one-on-one, which startled Hydward on the sidelines.

"If this happens, the referee will definitely not give us a penalty," he said half-jokingly to the assistant coach next to him, using humor to resolve the embarrassment.

The originally worried crowd immediately laughed, and Edward's relaxed attitude towards conceding goals is also a major feature of his coaching.

The two teams that returned to the same running line ran for more than ten minutes each, and Hydward made unhurried substitutions, Vardy replaced Mahrez, and Mokona replaced Drinkwater, the former meant to let the Middlesbrough defenders' already depleted physical energy run until they turned red, and the latter came up to keep an eye on the veteran Robles, asking him to leave the task of organising the attack to Kante.

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Do you think the Kanter kids can't do this job? As it turned out, he did it as the Frenchman disrupted a Middlesbrough attack and the ball landed at his feet. Because of the position at the back, he brought the ball to safety and had time and space to move forward, and then used his right foot to send a long curling pass, which is usually done by drinking water and being on the bench and John.

The ball was surprisingly beautiful, not in terms of passing footwork, of course, but in terms of Kanter's wide vision and unexpected imagination, as well as his cunning with cleverness. It wasn't a precise shot, as he didn't pick anyone's running route, but rather a general area, and in the next shot, the Portsmouth front trident ran forward at the same time.

The Middlesbrough players were also running towards that area, and goalkeeper Steele didn't hesitate to attack after half a second, facing three fast horses, any goalkeeper was like a mouse touching three cats. With such strong psychological pressure, Steele, who rushed out of the penalty area, shoveled his own defender away, and then placed in front of Portsmouth with an empty goal as vast as the Sahara Desert.

The game has come to the 87th minute, if this goal is scored is a standard stunner, the rest is actually a different way to kill the opponent, Vardy will probably rush directly into the goal, Mane will probably choose to burst into the net, Icardi will be a dead corner nudge, but it is Dele Ali who gets the ball, he chooses the most unreasonable and the most undesirable one, and plays on the spot.

The ball flew fast but hit the post and bounced back, Middlesbrough was pardoned, Steele continued to pounce on the ball with a hungry tiger pounce, fate probably favored Portsmouth, and the next second Icardi was brought down in the box.

He's always where he needs to be.

Penalty kick! The referee's hand pointed to the twelve-yard point.

The beryllium emperor of the stadium thought for a few seconds and surprisingly beckoned Mustafi to deal with the ball, his idea was simple, Mousse needed the ball, and having a goal would make his post-match days many, much better.

Ward on the sidelines laughed again: "Penalty, the referee probably forgave Mustafi." ”

Mustafi nervously skewered up and down: "Don't mess up. He started repeating himself and then making some mental cues, setting up the ball carefully, then dealing with the turf near the penalty spot, "don't mess it up," he told himself again, Portsmouth fans know what this game means.

While waiting for referee Phildodd's signal, he looked at the Middlesbrough players with anger on their faces, as if to say, "Hurry, buddy, let's get started"

Dodd whistled, and Mousse took a step forward and quickened, one, two, bang.

The shot was unusually crisp and shot to the right side of the goal, Steele judged the right direction, but there was still no chance.

The ball went in, Portsmouth knew what it meant, Mustafi grabbed his shirt and ran wildly, and the fans waved their scarves until Mousse was swallowed up by his teammates.

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