I am Quaresma

Chapter 115 Next time, keep your head up

The result could not be changed, the ball was placed at the penalty spot by Seedorf, and the shameless face made countless fans dismissive and even itch with hatred.

Quaresma felt so powerless for the first time.

What if he led Porto to an epic game?

In the end, he did not fall at the feet of the enemy, but fell in front of the referee's penalty. What kind of irony is this?

Could he still lead the team to a miracle in the last minute?

He is a man, not a god!

Depressed, he stood outside the restricted area, pinching his waist, with confusion in his eyes.

Inability to complain about anything, this did not change the outcome.

There is not so much fairness in this world. Even if he does not think that the referee has received black money, the referee's sentence still sentenced Porto to death.

Perhaps, he is still not strong enough!

If he is strong enough, then no matter how much intrigue the opponent plays, in the face of absolute strength, he is just a clown.

If he can take Porto to more goals at San Siro, how about giving Milan a penalty now?

At this moment, Quaresma was really embarrassed that he was incompetent.

......

Pirlo stood on the penalty spot. He was in a good position just now, and his sight was not blocked. Naturally, he could clearly see what Seedorf was doing.

Although he disdains it, Pirlo has no way to deliberately kick a penalty kick now. This is about the possibility of the team's promotion, not when he is willful.

Therefore, in the face of Baia, who was waiting for him, Pirlo chose to go all out and kick this penalty.

In the cheers of the fans, the ball flew into Porto's goal without any suspense, and the old goalkeeper Baia was powerless. Even if he had more legal knowledge, there was no way to help him save the penalty.

Depressed fist smashed to the ground, the resentment on Baia's face did not need to be concealed.

"Made, I must go to UEFA to appeal. If UEFA does not act, then I will go to the International Court of Justice to sue and make that bastard Seedorf pay!"

Baia cursed angrily, but he was only addicted to his mouth. No matter how he appealed, it would not change any facts.

At least UEFA can't revise the result of the game, nor can it be restarted, and there is no legal basis to go to the international court to punish Seedorf...

The San Siro stadium is boiling, they won the game, they won the Porto that made Milan embarrassed, there is nothing more exciting than this, and now they are more excited than winning the Champions League.

The Milan players' faces also glowed with excitement. No matter whether the game was gloriously won or not, they made the cut. This is football, and Porto will be unlucky!

The Porto players glared at each other with anger in every action.

It's not that they can't afford to lose, but that they are unwilling to lose so uselessly.

If you have the ability to win us with your true ability, what kind of ability is it to rely on shameless diving?

Is this the glory of your dignified and powerful family?

It's so disgusting!

But the Porto players had no way to change any results, they could only hold back their anger and restart the ball.

The stoppage time has already ended, and Quaresma stopped dribbling the ball forward, and slammed the ball directly in the midfield. This time, it seemed that he also took all his strength, and the whole person fell to the ground. , the feeble ball, was also received by Dida in his arms.

beep-beep-beep--

Two shorts and one long, the referee blew the whistle of the end of the game, and this epic reversal that could have been recorded in history ended like this, but unfortunately there was no reversal.

The San Siro stadium was completely plunged into a violent atmosphere. They didn't care whether the team won or not. Anyway, it was worth celebrating. As for those bad things, they would selectively turn a blind eye.

The shameless Seedorf in the eyes of others is the hero in their eyes.

Porto players fell to the ground weakly one by one, not only physically tired, but also mentally tired.

Lost the game like that?

Lose is not clear?

So what are their previous efforts?

What was their previous hard work?

Seeing hope, chasing hope, but killing my own hope when I touch it.

Is fate so cruel?

No, it is the human heart that is cruel!

Quaresma doesn't know what to scold himself, is he going to scold the world?

When the first round of home defeat was on the verge of desperation, he did not back down and led Porto to continue rushing towards the opponent without hesitation, but now, he wants to sprint again, and there is no chance!

He laughed, with a very bitter smile, but Quaresma felt that his heart seemed to be pierced, stitched up, and then closed, licking the wound when no one was there, crying silently.

Captain Costa pulled up his desperate teammates one by one and tried to comfort them, but no one knew how painful he was now.

"We don't need this, we can leave this stadium with our heads held high and let them celebrate that disgraceful victory, see you next season!"

Costa pulled Quaresma up and said firmly in Quaresma's ear.

Is this comfort?

Calculate!

At least the grief and anger in Quaresma's heart turned into a fighting spirit, a strong fighting spirit, wishing to have a fight with Milan right away, and then defeat them completely.

However, we really have to wait until next season.

Stand up, try to stand taller, and look around the San Siro as if to remember everything here.

"Next time, I hope nothing has changed here, and I hope you are all still here, and see how I win it back!"

Quaresma was ruthless in his heart, as if he had made some kind of oath.

At this time, Kaka came over, still with a hearty smile on his face, took off his jersey and handed it to Quaresma.

"Your performance is really good, it shocked me deeply, I look forward to playing with you again!"

Kaka is not destined to be the protagonist in this game. The performances of Quaresma and Porto really shocked Kaka. It turns out that Milan has been playing tepid with its strong dominance. Today, Porto, who burst out with super energy But it gave him a deep lesson. It turned out that football and passion are combined, and the charm is so unique.

Quaresma took the jersey, took off his jersey, put it on Kaka's shoulder, smiled reluctantly, and turned away.

The winner can talk at length, where is the loser in the mood to sit and talk with you here.

I accept your compliment, and I really want to play against you again!

This is what Quaresma did not say to Kaka.

Carrying Kaka's jersey, Quaresma walked into the player tunnel without hesitation. He swears that this is the last time he walks out of the stadium with his head down. Next time, he must hold his head up!

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