Chapter 39: I may not be the protagonist

　　In the 19th minute of the first half, after ending an attack in Porto, Porto got a good chance to fight back.
　　 Costinia passed the ball to Quaresma on the right. Bridge could not keep defending Quaresma all the time, so Quaresma gave the ball a chance.
　　 When Bridge forced him, Quaresma had already led the ball and completed the turn, ready to sprint.
　　 Seeing Quaresma's look that he didn't put himself in his eyes at all, Bridge suffered a burst of eggs.
　　 is different from the wing forwards he played in the Premier League. Although the English wing forwards have made sharp breakthroughs, they are more of a violent breakthrough. The technology is actually very rough. As long as he has no brain defense.
　　 But when facing Quaresma today, Bridge has a deep sense of powerlessness. Every time he is broken, he is abused. He even feels that Quaresma is a bit inhumane.
　　 In a truly strict sense, Quaresma's breakthrough is the perfect combination of speed and technology. At least for now, in terms of breakthrough ability, Quaresma is definitely the world's top player.
　　 If it is not that Quaresma has not yet reached a very high level, then Bridge does not have to resist, just surrender the gun, at least it will not die without a whole body, and it is decent.
　　No, Quares took the bridge behind the ball, and he didn't look like a big enemy. Instead, Bridge cringed and feared, and his face was bitten by a dog.
Quaresma pulled the ball with his left foot, crossed the ball with his right foot quickly, then stepped on the ball with his right foot and pulled back, and the body also rotated 270 degrees, and the ball came again with his rotation. In front of him.
　　 Bridge is completely ignorant!
　　 How did he turn around?
　　 Goed in front of me all at once?
　　 Come on, don't say anything, chase it!
　　 However, Quaresma, who spread his feet, is not something that he can easily catch up with. If it were not for Terry’s lifeless shovel to make up, I’m afraid Quaresma would next take an inward shot.
　　 "Pay attention, don't let him pass!" Terry warned Bridge with a black face.
　　I always want to wipe Bridge's ass. If I accidentally make Quaresma skewers into candied fruit, why should I become a background board?
　　Bridge nodded with fear, but also nodded with gratitude. If Terry did not make up the defense, Quaresma might have scored directly, so he must thank the captain.
　　 "Or turn back and invite Terry to be a guest at home?" Bridge thought.
　　Quares Marco didn't know the mental activity of his opponent and he didn't even bother to control it. He only cares a little bit now-counterattack is only by himself, a little weak!
　　 But that's fine, at least the team's defense is still solid. What he is most afraid of is that Del Neri is determined to walk alone, and he must show his ability to tune in front of Mourinho.
　　Look, I'm not you guy who only teaches defense!
　　 Draw is a result that Porto can accept. Of course it is good to have a chance to win, but if it cannot be won, a draw is a win.
　　Quaresma's breakthrough also brought a lot of deterrence to Chelsea. In any case, this Porto is a European champion, but they can't just casually wash their belly.
　　 Robben watched his teammates' cautious attitude towards Quaresma, and then thought of Mourinho's unusual praise for Quaresma.
　　 Yeah, Quaresma is the pro son, I just did it?
　　True theory of strength, not necessarily strong or weak!
　　The more angry, Robben is also preparing to burst a wave, at least not to let Quaresma specialize in the front.
　　When his teammates took the ball, Robben actively reached for the ball on the wing and jumped up and down, making it hard to look straight.
　　 "Hey, Ferreira, pass it to me!"
　　 "Hey, Makelele, pass it to me!"
　　 "Frank, can't you pass me the ball?"
　　 "Tiago, as long as you pass the ball to me, I invite you to the nightclub to find the younger sister at night!"
　　......
　　The audience was full of Robben yelling and screaming, and his teammates were all black lines.
　　 Can't you be so embarrassing?
　　 In order to avoid this product, he shouted more excessive words, it may be that the phrase "please you nightclub" touched Tiago, anyway, Tiago did not hesitate and directly passed the ball to Robben.
　　 Receiving the ball, Robben seemed to have changed.
　　 Of course, it may just be a change of posture-for example, from old tree packing to old man cart.
　　Now, it's my turn to show power to Robben!
　　 yelled in his heart as he prepared to break through.
　　 "What is my special protagonist!"
　　 However, the facts are often not so beautiful, Robben's protagonist dreamed of breaking in only three seconds.
　　The defensive and stable Valent didn't care whether Robben wanted to be the protagonist. As soon as a flying shovel came over, he put the Robben company down and put the ball there, neatly.
　　Maybe I may not be able to protect you, but you don't want to pass easily.
　　As the referee's whistle sounded, Robben was lying on the cold turf to doubt his life.
　　Why did I get laid down?
　　I don't want to save face?
　　After such a period of confrontation with Valent, UU Reading www. uukanshu. com he found himself as if there was no good way to take Valent, as if Bridge had no good way to take Quaresma.
　　 This makes people very angry.
　　 Well, I may not be the protagonist!
　　 Suddenly a huge loss happened, and he almost became a brother and a brother with Bridge.
　　No one can say nothing, and one can't pass anything...
　　 Of course, Robben is undoubtedly much happier than Bridge, at least he doesn’t have to worry about being...
　　 Until the game, it seems that Chelsea at home has not shown the usual dominance. Of course, it can also be said that Porto has restricted Chelsea's play. This may be something many people have not thought of.
　　 It's just that long before Del Neri was happy, a big monster of Chelsea broke out.
　　 The body is so strong that Drogba, like an elephant, bursts out of the energy contained in the body, and Pepe, who has inspired inspiration to become the fear of existence, has frightened everyone.
　　A long backcourt pass from Chelsea, Drogba put Pepeka behind him, calmly stopped the ball and turned, and then volleyed with a volley to break through the ten fingers of Baia.
　　Pepe was desperate behind Drogba. Did this guy grow up eating hormones?
　　 The strength of his own milk was brought out, and as a result Drogba put him on the ground to feed him...
　　 What a hell!
　　Not only is Pepe's expression of constipation, but in fact Quaresma is not much better.
　　How did you ignore Elephant Drogba?
　　 This product can fight all the Premier League defenses and cry the terrible existence of crying dad!
　　 This is not so easy!