Chapter 207: One Angry Mourinho

Although Ferguson put his most important bet on the second half, with a somewhat indifferent mentality that a 0-0 draw could be accepted, that didn't mean United would not have tried to attack Porto in the first half. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

And things are often like this, when you are eagerly awaiting, nothing will happen, but when you don't have hope, God will surprise you.

As the 32nd minute of the first half wore on, Porto retracted into their own half, using their skillful footwork and the Reds to engage in a fierce tussle, no one expected that United would suddenly break the deadlock on the pitch with a chance that was not a chance.

In the case of Manchester United's attacking line being unable to break through Porto's tight defense, this time O'Shea, who is a right wing-back, suddenly inserted it, like an inadvertent trick, suddenly breaking the Porto defense that had been very balanced.

For the first 30 minutes of the game, O'Shea stayed in the United half with all his might, prioritizing a solid defence, in keeping with Ferguson's pre-match instructions. And this time, he plugged in suddenly, also obeying Ferguson's pre-match instructions to tell him that he could occasionally cut forward after 30 minutes.

Although Ferguson's strategic focus for this game was in the second half, that didn't stop him from setting up some of these tricks at hand, as his long coaching career so far has taught him that these seemingly inconspicuous tricks can often bring surprises in the ordinary.

As on this occasion, Porto's right wing-back Patrick Ferreira was clearly unprepared for O'Shea, who had not been in front of him for the previous 30 minutes. When Giggs made a few feints that seemed to be about to break through, but suddenly flicked his left foot and handed the ball to O'Shea's forward route, which had suddenly picked up, Ferreira didn't react for a moment.

And when he came back to his senses, it was already too late to chase after him. What's more, the reason why his style of play is not like the typical Portuguese full-backs who like to play back and assist in the past, in addition to his own personality factors, his slow pace in the full-back position is the main reason.

That's why O'Shea didn't come late until he dribbled the ball near the baseline, started to slow down, and was ready to cross. And he could only barely use a sliding tackle to break O'Shea's cross, and strictly speaking, he didn't get to the right defensive position at all.

In this regard, O'Shea's next handling of the ball seems to be very smart. After waving his left leg and making a feint of a cross, when Ferreira's downfall block arrived, a small emergency stop kickback suddenly got rid of Ferreira, leaving the Portuguese right defender with a desperate look and sliding directly out of the bottom line, unable to have any impact on O'Shea's cross at all.

With this, O'Shea even stopped the ball and watched it for a few seconds before finally passing the ball out. Then, the cross to the front post allowed Paul Scholes, who had missed a bit of a flustered Porto defence due to O'Shea's breakthrough, to get the first spot. With Ruud van Nistelrooy in the box attracting all the attention of Porto's two centre-backs, Scholes' header from the top looked easy and natural.

With Paul Scholes' header just four metres from goal, Porto goalkeeper and Portuguese goalkeeper Baia was powerless to prevent the ball from flying over his fingertips into the far corner, despite a very quick response.

1:0, with Scholes's sudden, somewhat flat and thunderous header, the deadlock on the field that had just been dull was suddenly broken by Manchester United. And because of the advantage of an away goal, once this score is maintained until the end of the game, the team that finally qualifies for the last eight of this season's Champions League will no longer be Porto, but Manchester United.

Rumble!!!

There is no doubt that this is a goal that came suddenly and caught people off guard, so the joy and passion it brings are naturally higher than the average goal. At the moment when football just entered the net, the Old Trafford stadium, which had just been dull, was like a volcanic eruption, completely boiling!

Unable to help themselves, the Manchester United fans who jumped up from their seats shook the whole stadium with their overwhelming cheers, cheers and joy became the only main theme of the scene for a while.

The annoyed expressions of the Porto players on the field, and the frustrated expressions of a handful of Porto fans in the stands, were completely reduced to the backdrop of the extremely noisy and celebratory scenes.

Mourinho on the sidelines angrily kicked away the water bottle at his feet at this moment, and his mouth couldn't help but burst foul and swearing, and all the dissatisfaction and anger in his heart were written on his face that was slightly hideous because of anger at this moment.

Compared with others, Ferguson on the side is naturally much happier. This unexpected joy made the old handsome can't help but raise his fists happily, and his face, which was a little flushed with excitement and joy, completely smiled, and the corners of his mouth looked like he was grinning behind his ears, just like a child who finally got his favorite toy.

At the same time, Li Lei, who was still sitting on the bench just now, raised his fists at some point, roared happily and rushed to Ferguson's side on the sidelines, and then kept clapping vigorously at his teammates on the field.

Although it was the American Howard who was standing in front of Manchester United on the field at the moment, he could only sit on the bench, but he didn't think about it at all in his heart at this time, only the joy that Manchester United finally broke the deadlock.

"Hahaha, what's the boy, isn't football a pleasant little thing?!" Seeing Li Lei's rare happy and happy smile on the side, Ferguson was stunned for a moment, then immediately smiled with relief, and couldn't help but joke mischievously.

Li Lei happily hugged Ferguson before replying in his ear: "Yes, I'm about to get addicted, BOSS!" ”

Just as the two were celebrating happily on the sidelines, Li Lei suddenly sensitively noticed a cold gaze from the side. He turned his head to look, but it was Mourinho who was staring at him and Ferguson with an unhappy expression like he had eaten rat droppings.

In Li Lei's eyes, although Mourinho, who was still wearing a black coat at this time, was still very chic and graceful, his eyebrows had long since lost the calm and confident appearance when Manchester United scored first in the first leg, and now it seems that only anger, anxiety and unhappiness remain.

After noticing Li Lei's gaze towards him, Mourinho, who was very sensitive to self-esteem, immediately put away the restless look on his face, and turned into his usual cold and cold face with sharpness and strength.

Seeing this, the corners of Li Lei's mouth couldn't help but bend immediately, a little embarrassed, but he didn't expect the cold and harsh Mourinho in his impression to have such a "cute" side.

His heart moved and he responded immediately, and his face immediately converged on the joyful look of the smile just now, straightened his face, squinted his eyes slightly, frowned slightly, stared fiercely in his eyes, and his eyes were cold, just like the expression he scared Mourinho when he fought on the sidelines in the first leg between the two teams.

Obviously, Mourinho is still very impressed by Li Lei's expression. After perceiving the banter and ridicule in the depths of Li Lei's eyes, he immediately snorted coldly, and after glaring at Li Lei fiercely, he turned his head and came out of sight.

Left, behind him, Li Lei, who was still staring at his back, suddenly changed his face again and smiled again.

It's just that this time, in addition to joy, Li Lei's smile also has an obvious hint of banter.