Sporting Lisbon must ensure that their record is better than Arsenal.
Even if it's the same, it won't work.
Because Arsenal has a record advantage over Sporting Lisbon, if the two score the same points, Arsenal will advance.
As the halftime break came, everyone at Barcelona was smiling.
They played with ease.
Sporting Lisbon, on the other hand, was like ants on a hot pot and began to fall into anxiety.
"Barcelona has very strong control at their feet, and their three-centre-back tactic gives their midfield unprecedented dominance."
"Sporting Lisbon did not hesitate to press hard physically in the first half, but it had no effect. After 70 minutes in the second half, they are likely to face a physical crisis!"
"Sporting Lisbon's performance is not as tough as Deng Kai's. This kid can't do anything but talk big. He can't even beat Keira Knightley!"
Many commentators made fun of Deng Kai during midfield.
This is the consequences of playing with traffic.
When you are strong, the flow is friendly.
But when you are weak, sorry, every drop of traffic is a sharp knife leading to your heart.
In the second half, the game continues.
At the fifty-minute mark, someone finally stepped forward to break the deadlock.
That person was not expected before the game...José Fonte!
Quaresma broke through with the ball, but was finally brought down by Fonte and Pepe, and Barcelona won a well-positioned free kick.
Quaresma took the penalty himself.
A curve ball failed to go around Fonte's head.
Fonte's header went back and pushed the football into an exaggerated arc, and finally helped his former teammate Quaresma score!
Barcelona takes the lead 1-0!
Fonte:???
Deng Kai:???
Sporting Lisbon fans:???
"Own goal! Fonte scored a difficult own goal!"
"Oh my God! A thousand-mile embankment was destroyed by an anthill. I said Fonte shouldn't have been there! Even if Evra is allowed to go up there, Fonte can't be allowed to go there!"
"It's over! Sporting Lisbon is completely over this time."
"I didn't expect that Sporting Lisbon's Champions League journey this season would end like this. It's sad, but it's also true. After all, this is the mistake that a substitute player in the Portuguese Super League would make at Camp Nou."
"Let us congratulate Barcelona in advance and congratulate Arsenal from afar. As long as they don't make any mistakes, they will advance to the quarterfinals, not Juventus."
"Of course, to be able to reach the top 16 of the Champions League with this lineup, Sporting Lisbon's performance this season is already good enough."
"It's a pity that Deng Kai is too tough-mouthed and has made too many enemies, so they will be ridiculed by many fans after they are eliminated. Putting this aside, Sporting Lisbon's youth team is actually doing really well."
Fonte looked dumbfounded when he saw Quaresma, who almost rushed over to celebrate with him.
Did... did I... mess up something?
In response, Evra trembled on the bench.
Oh my god, you didn’t mess up anything, you just hit Kai in the face.
Let alone Evra, no one on the entire Sporting Lisbon bench wants to play now.
Mudd!
Mr. Triguera looked at the bench. Could it be that he wanted to make a substitution?
What if I make a mistake, then I will be raped by Mr. Kai...
"I'm old. Even sitting on the bench, I feel a little exhausted." Deschamps said seriously.
"The height advantage is an important advantage for us when facing Barcelona. We must not let this advantage disappear because of me." Evra, who is 1.73 meters tall, is also serious.
"The wind at Camp Nou is too strong for me to take off." Wu Xudong silently removed his shin pads.
"My rough skills cannot bring effective help to the team at Camp Nou, which is a pity." Yaya Toure was very nervous and did not dare to look at Triguera.
Veloso seemed to be demented, but deep down he believed that it was impossible to be serious.
"Fonte!" Maxa was already standing on the edge of the court and called Fonte over. "This is not your problem, man, but I have to replace you now."
Fonte kept shaking his head, so scared that he almost burst into tears: "No, don't do this, then I will really be dead."
"Let me stay on the court, I will never make another mistake."
"I have to make up for the mistakes I made, otherwise I won't be able to explain to Mr. Kai!"
Maxa had an idea: "No, you don't need to worry. Mr. Kai will never blame the messengers who work for him, just like God never blamed Jesus. But now Mr. Kai has a more important task to entrust to you."
"Just after losing the ball, I heard Mr. Kai say he wanted to eat fish."
"It's just an own goal. I believe a pot of boiled fish can make people forget everything."
Font nodded immediately.
Eat fish? Stir-fry?
Okay, he's good at it!
Playing football? Defending?
Then he really forced himself a bit.
But the problem is not with him.
Benzema is obviously to blame for letting the cook play football.
"Oh! Sporting Lisbon replaced Fonte with Veloso. Veloso moved to the midfielder position, while Pepe fell back to the central defender position."
"This adjustment is normal. Font is still too reluctant to deal with players of this level like Kluinvert, Rivaldo, and Quaresma."
"Marquesa and Triguera did not blame Fonte. Marquesa also followed Fonte into the player tunnel. He muttered something, probably to comfort Fonte."
Maxa: "You must add peppercorns, star anise, bay leaves, and cinnamon, but be careful not to make it too spicy. Kai doesn't like eating anything that is too spicy..."
On the scene, after the substitutions, Sporting Lisbon fought more actively.
And football finally began to be frequently controlled by them.
Barcelona is tired of controlling the ball, and now they simply start to squat.
Sporting Lisbon couldn't score a single goal in sixty minutes.
By analogy, Sporting Lisbon still couldn't score a goal in the remaining thirty minutes.
Won one to zero.
Delightful!
Sixty-three minutes.
Deng Kai found an opportunity in the mutual passing of passes with Guardiola, Kaká and Ronaldinho.
A through ball finally penetrated Barcelona's defense.
But the problem is that there is really not enough distance left for football, and Barcelona's formation is too compressed.
Cristiano Ronaldo cut inside without the ball and as soon as he got close to the ball, Valdes had already saved it.
Ronaldo can only poke and shoot.
The football bounced off Valdez.
Drogba immediately made a follow-up shot.
But Puyol anticipated Drogba's follow-up shot and quickly blocked the ball with his back.
The football bounces.
Kaka rushed forward and jumped, preparing to header the ball.
But Barcelona's only tall centre-back Christian Vale finally reacted and knocked Kaka away. The two fell to the ground without touching the football.
After the football hits the ground, it doesn't wait until it bounces completely.
Ronaldinho rushed over in a panic.
boom!
Football has gone through many hardships and finally went to where it should go.