number one striker

Chapter 385 The Mysterious Beggar

After losing to Betis, the team was extremely angry, but there was nothing they could do.After all, they won the game in an upright manner, and they didn't rely on crooked ways.

After this game, the league has entered the winter break, and the players can take a good rest.Just before that, Atletico Madrid has to play a King's Cup game.

Albacete, who lost to West C last time, made the whole team breathless.Simeone is no exception. If he fails here, he will be blamed if he is not fired by the board of directors.

The game is still being played at home, and Christmas is approaching, and the fans don't want to worry about it, and the players don't want to add trouble to the fans, so after the game started, Atletico Madrid launched a fierce attack towards the opponent's goal.

In order to ensure that they won the game and did not lose unexpectedly like the last game, Simeone dispatched most of the main players. Caesar, Costa, Vidal, Gabi and others all appeared on the stage, while Turan, Adrian, Suarez and other rotation players also entered the starting list.

Albacete's players also knew that the last game was an accident, so today they kept a very low-key goal, hoping to hold the advantage like Betis did.

It's a pity that Atletico Madrid, which has already suffered a loss from the bus, will not be fooled again.

After 90 minutes, they kicked their heads and scored 5 goals, venting all the grievances of losing the first round and being suffocated by Betis.

Leon nodded reassuringly, and said to Cesc: "Now I can have a safe and secure Christmas."

If the fans are like this, the players are naturally relieved.In case they are eliminated by Albacete, I will see who will dare to go to the team's Christmas banquet in a few days.

As a civilian team, Atletico Madrid naturally follow the people-friendly route.

Therefore, before the start of the Christmas banquet, the team deliberately set aside half an hour for player representatives to attend the event to meet the various needs of the fans.

It goes without saying that Gabi is the captain. Caesar is the team's all-time leader, so of course he has to attend.FIFA has just announced the list of three candidates for this year's Ballon d'Or. Caesar, Messi and Ronaldo are jointly selected.

But in 2011 there was no competition, so the Champions League is the only criterion for judging.

Caesar and Ronaldo are basically out of play, and unless the farce of 2013 is staged in advance, Messi will definitely win this year's Ballon d'Or.

Ronaldo has publicly stated that he will not go to the awards ceremony, but Caesar readily accepts the invitation.Struth also has requirements for this, after all, only by showing his face more can Caesar's popularity be further improved.

On the day of the Christmas dinner, Fidel got up earlier than usual, and "Dengdengdeng" ran downstairs.

The "Leon" snack bar only opened for half a day today, and the store manager, Leon, was entertaining customers when he saw his son running out like a wind.

"Fidel! What are you doing?!" Leon chased after him and shouted.

Fidel turned around and shouted: "Caesar will also be present at the event today! I have to go ahead and line up!"

Leon muttered, "The signature event starts at 4 p.m., and it's only 11 o'clock. Why go out so early?"

Cesc laughed: "Young people, they always have their own activities."

What the two middle-aged men didn't know was that at Fidel's school, there was more and more talk about Atletico Madrid.

The school Fidel attended was near the Calderon Stadium, and most of them were children from ordinary families.There are not so many courses in Spain, and these young people have a lot of time to squander.

Football is also one of their hobbies, and since Caesar's 8200 million airborne Calderon has attracted the attention of the world, his name has been spread among this group of young people.

Coupled with his good performance, always scoring goals and helping the team win, Caesar has a lot of fans in the school.And there are many female high school students among them. In order to get to know the young and handsome Caesar, they also began to like football.

The reason why Fidel went so early was because the girls agreed yesterday that they would line up early this morning.

The time for the signature event is limited, just over 1 hour.So if Fidel can't be at the top, he won't be able to meet his idol.

Atletico Madrid's Christmas party is different from other teams. They did not book a hotel or museum, but held a banquet in a box on the top floor of the Calderon Stadium.

For the player signing event, a small room was set up in the place where the tickets are usually sold, like a refugee shelter.

But this is the tradition of Atletico Madrid. The team rarely wins the half-time championship before the winter break like this year.If it is because of this, if you spend a lot of money in the hotel to hold activities, it will attract ridicule.

Others will only say that Atletico Madrid have no self-knowledge and forget their original intentions, and then laugh at their nouveau riche mentality.

But fortunately, the team still maintained a low-key tradition without fanfare.

When Fidel arrived at the stadium, there were already many people queuing up outside.

He shuttled among the crowd, most of them were young people with nothing to do, and there were also many classmates.Fidel looked left and right, and finally found his friends.

"Why did you come here?" The tall and thin man complained, pointing at the crowd and said, "Look, it's all going to grandma's house."

Fidel regretted that he hadn't come earlier, but there was nothing he could do now.

Time passed little by little, and at some point, a beggar came by.

The beggar was in shabby clothes and was obviously very down and out. He also wore sunglasses and a peaked cap to maintain the so-called gentlemanly demeanor.

The beggar sat on the bench next to him for a while, and suddenly took out a ball from the tattered schoolbag.

"Look." Fidel pointed at the beggar with his chin, and several students turned around and laughed out loud, "Look at how badly he kicked."

That's right, this beggar can juggle the ball no more than 3 times at most, and he still enjoys it.

"Young man, do you want to come and play together?" The beggar noticed Fidel's gaze and invited them.

The tall and thin man shook his head, pointed to the line and said, "We still have to line up."

The beggar shrugged and continued playing.Maybe he knew he sucked at juggling, so he started carrying the ball through the crowd.

Not to mention, his dribbling ability is quite strong, and he shuttled back and forth in a well-ordered team without making a single mistake.

Those girls didn't know much about football, so they chirped: "Wow! Look at that uncle, he's so good."

"Yeah yeah, just like Caesar."

"Caesar is much better than him!"

"That's right! Caesar is the best!"

Hearing this, the beggar stepped on the ball, patted his chest and shouted, "Caesar? Caesar is nothing. Does he dare to compete with me?"

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd exploded immediately.

(End of this chapter)