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The head coaches of both sides are seizing the last time to mobilize the players, and the spirit and fighting spirit of the players are slowly adjusted to the best under the guidance of their head coaches.

At about the same time, the commentators of the national radio stations in the Alvalad Stadium studio were also making final preparations, auditions, signal tests, and people were checking whether their throat lozenges, nutritional water and other items were ready.

At this moment, the players of both sides, under the leadership of their respective captains, followed the referee on duty and walked out of the players' tunnel...

And Iro, who was standing at the end of the team, was passing by the Bertoni Trophy, a symbol of the championship trophy, his eyes subconsciously stared at the silver-white trophy, and he could see a sense of desire for the championship trophy from his eyes.

"Ninety minutes later, you must belong to me!"

Ello's eyes warmed up, and the right hand holding the caddy subconsciously used a little force, but soon realized that he was still holding the hand of a small fan with fine skin and tender meat, so he let go...

It is worth mentioning that when the Valencia team song was played first, the Sporting Lisbon fans in the stands sang in opposite tunes and let out deafening boos, and soon the Valencia fans also fought back, they opened their throats and desperately sang together with the team song played on the radio...

For a while, it was a little overwhelming the fans of Sporting Lisbon who were playing at home...

Interestingly, when the radio read the list of Valencia's starters, two waves of heat erupted over the Alvalad Stadium, especially when reading the name of Elo...

The boos and cheers in the stands reached their highest point...

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After the team song of the two sides is played, it is the pre-match handshake ceremony between the two sides of the game, and every Sporting Lisbon player will look at him meaningfully when shaking hands with Iro, especially Ricardo, whose hideous face seems to be about to swallow Iroh alive...

And when Iroh grabbed the last member of the Sporting Lisbon team, the man stared fiercely, and his eyes were full of hostility.

Ai Luo subconsciously stretched his head to look at the person just now, the number behind him was the same as himself, a big 28, and his thoughts became active at this moment, could it be that he was wearing the same number and felt uncomfortable?

"Are you alright? Mugwort?? ”

Aimar, who was beside him, saw that Iroh was in a daze and touched him.

"Hey—it's okay!"

"It's okay..."

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The players of both sides have their own halves, and their respective captains walk up to the referee, exchange team flags, shake hands, and guess the ball...

Taking advantage of this time, Iroh turned around again and looked at the Bertoni trophy, while clenching his fists again and muttering, "This trophy must be mine!" Certain!!! ”

The ** who is eager for the trophy is fully displayed.

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In less than ten minutes of the opening game, Sporting Lisbon took advantage of the home field to suppress Valencia, who were playing away, in their own half, and Ailo was also forced to participate in their own defense during the team's difficult period.

Offense wins fans, while defense can win championships.

After all, the famous sayings of the ages are there.

If you blindly focus on attacking, Sporting Lisbon will take advantage of this time to score a goal, and there will be no place to cry at that time...

Seeing that Valencia's players were in passive defense, the Portuguese commentator was very excited.

"Spaniards, do you see that? That's the real Latin way of playing, what are you? Dog-play, look at the present... tsk, really-wolf bèi... Joao!!! Oops, it's a shame that Joao's shot slid past the goal..."

Roshenbach suddenly sent a through ball to find striker Pinto, and suddenly, Valencia's back line became nervous, just when they put all their attention on Pinto, the latter did not receive the ball and turned, but pushed the arch of his foot, and made the ball to Moutinho who rushed to the front of the penalty area, Moutinho aimed at the incoming ball, and shot directly without stopping the ball, but under Navarro's interference, the football was off the goal...

After the start of the game, Benetti, who had been standing on the sideline, looked extremely nervous, but fortunately, Moutinho's long-range shot just now slid out of the goal... With this long-range shot sliding out, his heart that jumped to his throat suddenly calmed down again, otherwise, I believe that Benetti, who appeared in the UEFA Cup final for the first time as a manager, will not be able to stand this blow and suddenly fall to the ground and faint.

Canizares took the goal-kick, but he was very thoughtful, and instead of opening a big shot, he passed the ball to the left wing-back Aurelio, and now Sporting Lisbon is in full swing, and if he is numb to open wide, he will definitely lose possession of the ball very quickly, and thus enter a tight defensive state again.

Aurelio received a short pass from Canizares, and was subconsciously stunned, because the coach did not have such a requirement in the pre-game ball tactical arrangement, so he didn't know what to do next...

"Pass it to David!"

Fortunately, Canizares reacted quickly enough and shouted at Aurelio with a louder voice, who came to his senses and over-threw the ball to Albelda, who was retreating.

Albelda, who received the football, did not pass the ball quickly, but made a gesture of pressing down with both hands, signaling his teammates not to rush, and then he consciously slowed down the pace of the game, and the team's formation also changed with the rhythm, placing heavy troops in the midfield.

In this game, Sporting Lisbon played a standard four-four-two formation, the defense in the middle was relatively weak, only one Roshenbach had okay defensive ability, and the young Moutinho was obviously a good seedling in attack, and he could only make up for the defense at most.

The pace of the game suddenly became slow, and Sporting Lisbon, which had the advantage of being at home, began to become less adaptable, and the Spanish players' foot skills were generally much more delicate than those of the Portuguese players.

Watching the game slowly deviate from his pre-match plan, Yadim couldn't sit still, so he got up from the dugout, walked to the sideline, and exchanged views with Miguel Garcia, who was closest to him.

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Yadim turned his face sideways and looked at the game time in the North Stand, twenty minutes and thirty seconds.

He then turned his gaze back to the pitch and Sporting Lisbon's style of play suddenly hardened, allowing them to dominate the pitch again, while Valencia's backline looked a bit shaky.

He nodded in satisfaction.

Regardless of the possession rate of both sides, the number of shots on goal and the number of shots hit by both sides shows that Sporting Lisbon, which has the advantage of home field, has a clear advantage.

In the twenty-eighth minute of the game, Roshenbach suddenly broke the football at Aimar's feet in the middle, and then kicked the ball to Moutinho in front of the side, who did not choose to dribble the ball himself after receiving the ball, he knew his weakness and was not fast, so he passed the football to Barbosa, who was inserted at high speed on the right side.

Aurelio hurriedly greeted him and prepared to intercept the ball with someone, but what he didn't expect was that at the moment when he fell to the ground and tackled, Barbosa suddenly slammed the ball with his right foot and cut inside!

"Roberto up! David in the back fills in the position-"

Canizares saw Barbosa suddenly cut inside and hurriedly arranged the defensive tasks of the backline.

Barbosa did not move forward after attracting Ayala's defence, but crossed the ball to Moutinho.

Baraja, who was chasing back in place, saw that Moutinho was about to catch the ball and hurriedly rushed forward, but what he didn't expect was that the latter's feet suddenly and naturally parted at the moment of receiving the ball, allowing the football to leak through.

Leaky balls?

Albelda, who had returned to the edge of the penalty area, was also shaken by Moutinho's move, and when he reacted, the ball just grazed the tip of his shoe and rolled towards Roshenbach.

At the same time, Sporting Lisbon's starting duo of strikers Pinto and Leedson suddenly cut in towards the penalty area...

Suddenly, the entire Valencia defender became nervous, Navarro turned around and secretly pulled Pinto's shirt behind his back with his hand to prevent the opponent from getting up, and Ayala next to him also concocted the same way to deal with Leedson.

Albelda, who had passed by the football before, stopped the momentum and rushed to Roshenbach who was about to receive the ball again, he knew that the Brazilian Roshenbach was not a traditional central midfielder, he was an alternative Brazilian, his footwork was rough, and he believed that as long as he was entangled, he could end Sporting Lisbon's attack.

However, just as Albelda rushed towards Roshenbach with good intentions, the latter suddenly showed an unusually delicate side, pushing the ball directly with the arch of his foot without stopping the ball and sending the ball to the rib gap on the right side of the Valencia penalty area.

Albelda didn't expect that Roshenbach, who has always been scrappy and excellent defensively, would pass the ball with one kick, and by the time he made the action of intercepting the pass, it was too late...

The ball rolls into the gap between Moretti and Navarro...

No one there?

No!

"David, your right side!!"

Canizares hurriedly reminded Navarro loudly, and after hearing Canizares's reminder, he quickly released his grip on Pinto's jersey and turned to rush to Rogerio, who was about to catch the ball.

Rogerio suddenly picked up his right foot in the middle of the run, and looked like he was going to shoot without stopping...

Navarro stretched his left leg as he ran, ready to block Rogerio's shooting route, but what he didn't expect was that the latter did not hit the goal directly, but made a false shot, and the right foot from the natural direction suddenly turned the football to the right, just dodging the route blocked by Navarro, and suddenly volleyed twenty yards from the goal!

The soccer ball goes straight to the far end of the goal.

Canizares made an accurate judgment, but he couldn't help Rogerio's tricky shot, and the ball stuck to the turf and flew straight into the far corner until it hit the inside of the right post and bounced into the net...

It was an impeccable shot...

0:1 (Valencia drew the home draw at the pre-match draw ceremony)

Sporting Lisbon are ahead of Valencia and have an advantage on their way to winning the title.

After seeing this goal, Yadim was even more relieved, he must be tough against technical teams, this season's Chelsea game against Barcelona gave him a good lesson, I didn't expect this game to be used, there would be unexpected reporters, thinking of this, he nodded with satisfaction again, and smiled.

For this lost goal, Canizares has no choice, crashing into the inside of the goal and bouncing into the net, the ball at such a sharp angle that even the best goalkeeper in the world can't save it, unless the prophet is uncertain...