Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 313: Brazilian war dance sounds the competition horn! The time has come for Chen Yufeng to tear up the ledger! (Ask for monthly ticket)

On December 12th, the long-awaited day finally arrived.

The final round of Group G of the Champions League will start in Porto, Portugal.

At six o'clock in the evening, the fans who had finished their last dinner began to move closer to the Dragon Stadium, with fanaticism on everyone's face.

Most of them wear classic blue and white striped jerseys with the crown team logo on the chest and a majestic fire dragon in the middle of the team logo.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...! Oh, oh, oh, oh...!"

"Porto...! Porto...!!"

Soon, these fans approached the Dragon Stadium. Looking at the towering and majestic stadium, every Porto player had a touch of anticipation and excitement in their eyes.

The Dragon Stadium, also known as the Dragon Stadium, is a five-star European stadium that is qualified to host the Champions League final.

This is their home stadium of Porto and a symbol of the team. They have been fighting in this new stadium for more than ten years.

In the past ten years, they have witnessed Mourinho's triple crown miracle, and witnessed the madman's tenacity and miracle to win the Europa League first and then the Champions League!

Then, we saw the emergence of the young genius Villas-Boas. He also replicated the miracle of the Triple Crown, but in the end he won the Europa League championship.

At that time, Porto fans originally thought that they were waiting for the moment of the team's revival, or even the moment of the revival of the entire Portuguese club.

They are heading towards the sixth largest league in the world, or even the fifth largest league in the world!

Although Porto has never achieved any results in the European war in the following years, the identity and status of a traditional giant has always been there!

Whenever they see the Dragon Stadium, they feel like they are in the carnival of that time, wrapped in a glory and miracle!

Today, the key battle to qualify for the Champions League group stage is against Leicester City, which has already been confirmed to qualify first in the group. Porto fans are looking forward to it.

They hope to see a hearty victory and win this topical game!

"Kill Leicester City! Let them go home alone!"

"Damn it, we have been called dirty for more than a month! It's time for the whole of Europe to watch this game. Even if we are not awarded a defeat, Leicester City will not get any benefits from us!"

"We need a big win! Mr. Nuno, please take us to the last 16 of the Champions League!"

"This is a battle to end hatred! This is a battle to establish the miracle of our season. I believe our players will be able to do it!"

"Come on! Porto!"

"..."

Fans gathered near the underground parking lot, waiting for the team bus to arrive.

Not long after, a bus with the Porto team logo came slowly and stopped at the entrance of the parking lot.

The fences on both sides were quickly pulled up, and all the fans waved their hands excitedly and looked at the bus door with fiery eyes.

"Yeahhhhhhh...!"

Before the game even started, a round of carnival started here. Porto fans hope that this can give the team strength and make them feel their love and expectations!

Soon, Porto head coach Nuno and the players got out of the car one after another, and the atmosphere at the scene reached a climax.

"Nuno! Nuno! Nuno!"

"You are the masters of miracles, let Leicester City eat shit! Let Ranieri go home carrying his own fault!"

"Marcano! Kill Odegaard and Chen Yufeng, don't let them dominate the Dragon Stadium!"

"Marcano, this game is still up to you! Come on!"

"Confrontation is just part of football. If Leicester City players are weak, then let them complain! Be ourselves!"

"Come on! Beat them up! Let them cause trouble and conflict in our stadium!"

"Hahaha, that must be so cool! It will break their mentality!"

Looking at the high-spirited coaches and players, Porto fans inevitably had sweet dreams.

After escorting the players into the stadium, they quickly went inside the stadium and sat down from their seats.

Thousands of Leicester City's away expedition troops had already sat down in the North Stand. They filled the entire North Stand to capacity and set off smoke bombs and neon bombs long ago.

"Leicester city!! Leicester city...!!"

Leicester City fans stood shoulder to shoulder with their backs to the pitch, dancing crazily and beating gongs and drums to show their strength to the home fans.

Two huge banners were then pulled up, one for Ranieri and the other for Chen Yufeng's No. 66 back.

Leicester City fans, who have a strong desire to fight, have been ready for everything.

They are eager for the team to step on Porto and enter the knockout rounds. They not only want to win, but also try to make Porto lose!

That must be so cool!

Not to be outdone, Porto fans then started their cheering activities.

"Crack!" Not long after, as the warm-up of the players from both sides ended, the lights in the stadium were suddenly turned off, and the entire venue suddenly became dark.

This is what Porto fans have communicated with the club for a long time. They will pick up the fluorescent sticks in their hands at this moment and turn the entire stadium into a shaking light spot.

"Ho! Ho! Capoeira! Ho! Ho! Capoeira...!"

"Yela! Yela...!"

Porto fans danced the war dance they are most familiar with. There will be some shadows of the Brazilian war dance in it, because Portugal has colonized Brazil for a long time.

While exporting culture over there, some things will also be imported and become known to people.

Whether it is samba or Brazilian war dance, these are dances that are very suitable for football, and are naturally the essence worth learning.

Looking around, the entire Dragon Stadium turned into a raging wave of light spots.

This is just like the ancient battlefield. Before the heavy cavalry made the final charge, the forward sword and shield soldiers knocked on the shields and performed the final war dance!

This contains the strong desire and strong expectation of winning from Porto fans!

"CCTV, CCTV, you are watching the final round of the Champions League group stage."

CCTV commentator Zhu Xiaoyu appeared in the studio and commented for the audience in front of the TV, "The game is about to start. This is a demonstration by Portuguese fans."

"Due to some special reasons in this tournament, the final rounds of some of the group matches were moved ahead of schedule. After the Copenhagen game ended first, it can be said that Porto already has a lot of initiative in qualifying."

"As long as they can get a draw at home, they are guaranteed to qualify as second in the group."

"Even if they lose, as long as they are not beaten by Leicester City by a goal difference of three or more, they can still qualify."

"Okay, let's take a look at the starting lineups of both sides. For Leicester City, goalkeeper Schmeichel and double central defender Morgan partner Maguire."

"In the full-back position, Danny Simpson is on the left, and Achraf, a young player with stronger offensive capabilities, is sent on the right."

"In the midfield position, Drinkwater is paired with Kante, with Mahrez and Chen Yufeng on both sides."

"On the forward line, due to Shinji Oka straining his thigh muscle at the training ground, Klose and Vardy played together."

After introducing Leicester City's lineup, Zhu Xiaoyu's expression contained a bit of sigh, "I think everyone knows it without me having to say it."

"Leicester City is assuming a strong offensive stance. Whether it is Achraf or Klose, these are players with stronger offensive attributes."

"Even young central defender Maguire is more accurate than Huth in making long passes. He also likes to pass some direct passes that penetrate the defense."

"Leicester City cannot stand until it is broken. We must strive for a big win away from home."

Zhu Xiaoyu took a deep breath and took out Porto's starting lineup. "They have a five-three-two formation today. This is a relatively balanced lineup that can play both defense and offense." "Goalkeeper Casillas , two full-backs, Felipe and Maxi Pereira.”

"Three central defenders, Marcano, Telles, Danilo Pereira."

"Three midfielders, with Andre Silva and Jota on both sides, and Oliver Torres in the middle."

"Two centers, Corona and Brahimi."

After saying this, Zhu Xiaoyu said no more, "Okay, let us focus on the player tunnel and wait for the players from both sides to appear."

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In the players tunnel, Chen Yufeng stood at the front holding the hand of the little caddy, looking towards the pitch-black stadium with dancing lights and shadows, and his breathing was a little short of breath.

He turned his head and glanced at Porto's starting lineup, which was not much adjusted from the previous game.

Those who were injured have recovered early, and those who were suspended have also recovered.

Chen Yufeng could clearly notice that when these players looked at him, their expressions were evasive, as if they were a little embarrassed and a little scared.

Although they still stood there pretending to be calm, pretending to be fearless, Chen Yufeng could see this.

It's not that he is overconfident, but a real feeling.

To this day, Chen Yufeng can already see fear in the expressions of many Premier League defenders, and it is the same when he comes to the Champions League.

Especially this kind of focus battle, which is about qualifying!

They are afraid that they will score too many goals and send them out.

"call……"

With his last breath, Chen Yufeng felt that his whole body was full of strength. Today, let's forget all the old and new grudges together.

"Beep!" The referee's whistle sounded. Chen Yufeng took the ball boy and led the Leicester City players onto the field.

"Click!" As several voices sounded, the lights in the stadium lit up one after another, and the entire stadium became brightly lit again.

Fans from both sides stood up from their seats and burst into cheers.

Many extreme Porto fans even dropped their fluorescent sticks and cups from the stands at this moment, and threw them at the Leicester City players who were playing.

"The Dragon Stadium is your burial place! You can't walk out of here intact, believe me!"

"Our goals will tear you apart and our cheers will devour you completely!"

"You guys from England! Let them all die!"

"You are not convinced if you are sentenced to lose? If you have the guts, tell us in the Dragon Stadium what skills you have! You are a mediocrity among a bunch of mediocre people!"

"..."

As he walked forward, Chen Yufeng not only felt debris whizzing past his ears, but also heard the roar of fans on the sidelines.

He could only understand those curses specifically in English, such as those in more emotional Portuguese, which he couldn't quite understand.

But that's definitely not a nice thing to say, maybe it's even dirtier...

Ignoring it, Chen Yufeng secretly remembered the Porto fans in his heart and prepared to retaliate with constant goals later.

This is how he handles things.

Of course, Chen Yufeng was not stupid. He specifically observed the distance between the stands and the stadium and the number of security guards.

Perhaps Porto's senior management guessed in advance that this was a game that might break out into a conflict, which could easily make the team's qualifying qualifications uncertain, or even result in a loss.

They deliberately set the height of the billboard to be higher, and there are some unique steel structure fences on the side, which offsets the possibility of fans rushing out of the stadium.

"That's a good thing."

Chen Yufeng smiled, walked to the court, and started pre-match activities.

Not long after, he had a pick-up ceremony with Casillas, and then returned to his own half, waiting for the final kick-off.

"10, 9, 8, 7..."

"3, 2, 1...!"

As more than 52,000 fans at the scene counted the seconds together, the referee put the whistle to his mouth and blew the whistle to start the game, "Beep!"

In the first half, Porto took the lead. Their forward Brahimi kicked the ball to Jota and then ran towards the Leicester City defense.

"Oh!"

Not long after, a long pass was played from Porto's backcourt to the frontcourt wide position.

Porto has no intention of controlling the ball in the backcourt. They want to play everything faster today and strive to take the lead first!

"Press on, press on! Don't lose touch, everyone press on!"

Nuno, who was on the sidelines, folded his arms and shouted toward the court, beckoning all the players to come forward.

All five players in Porto's midfield and frontcourt came to the hinterland of Leicester City, and right back Felipe also moved towards this side, constantly stuffing offensive forces.

Thanks to Leicester City's low profile at the beginning, otherwise Porto might have scored directly with a strong attack.

However, despite this, Porto still got many offensive opportunities.

"Kick the goal! It hits the defensive player and pops out!"

"Ruota, shoot again! Still blocked!"

"Andre Silva, will this ball still be available? Volley!"

"Ah... the post! The third consecutive shot finally hit the post! Porto is a little unlucky!"

"This is a desperate tactic. Unfortunately, these three moves are just a hair away from the final goal!"

"Will Nuno still let the team press so high?"

Zhu Xiaoyu's tone changed with the changes on the court. When he first asked the question, the on-site director just gave Nuno the shot.

It can be clearly seen that Nuno's mood has risen through this wave of attacks just now.

"Move...!!"

He waved vigorously towards the frontcourt, making a gesture that everyone could understand, and continued to press hard.

"Porto played very proactively today. Is this a seven-injury fist tactic?"

Zhu Xiaoyu's tone was filled with surprise, "But I think Leicester City should have a plan for this situation."

"They don't want to give up this game. After all, this represents a moment of old and new grudges."

"It's also the time for Chen Yufeng to tear up a ledger."

(End of this chapter)