Football: Guards with knives, shovel Ronaldo at the beginning

Messi, who was born in 87, is 27 years old this year.

After June 6th, he will celebrate his 24th birthday, and he is no longer the child who grows up under the wings of others.

"Diego, I'm 27 years old, and I'm no longer a little Leo."

The two staged an embrace of the century at the Camp Nou. The old horse held Messi's arms with both hands, and with a little force, he found the strength fed back from the opponent's arms.

That's a muscle that only develops after long-term exercise.

You know, when they met two years ago, Messi never said that he wanted to exercise his upper body muscles.

On the court, no matter what the situation, his balance allows him to go down whenever he wants.

In many of Messi's extraordinary videos, if you don't go through the playback frame by frame, you don't even know how he passed.

And when you watch the replays of that frame by frame, ordinary players can't stand up in those unbelievable body postures, but Messi can still integrate the ball and his feet like flying.

"Yes, our future has grown up, has a beard, and looks more like a captain, but what's the matter with your muscles?"

Messi smiled shyly. Fitness does not make people extroverted: "Hey, don't talk about this. Why did you come here suddenly? I didn't receive any notice. I thought I would see you only when I arrived in Liverpool."

The old horse smiled heartily: "Why hasn't that kid come yet? I wanted to take a photo with you after the game, but the staff found out that they must bring me to the stadium."

The two held hands and chatted with each other. The reporters on the sidelines pointed their guns and short cannons at the two, and the scene was very lively.

Before Messi could speak, there was a burst of louder cheers at the scene, especially above the old horse.

Maradona and Messi couldn't help but turn their attention to the player channel.

For a moment, Messi's eyes widened, and his face was more excited than seeing the old horse.

Lao Ma even felt Messi's body trembling, as if he was about to rush over in the next moment.

Lindy, wearing a red sports jacket, slowly walked out of the player channel, raising his legs step by step to complete his pre-match warm-up as soon as possible.

When he saw Lao Ma and Messi, Lindy waved to Comrade Lao Ma, but the burst of cheers made him a little surprised. Could it be that the fans at Camp Nou would take the initiative to welcome him?

Thinking of what happened on the road, Lindy couldn't figure out why there was cheering.

But when he heard the applause and saw the Barcelona players start clapping and walking towards him, Lindy seemed to realize something.

He turned his head and saw Ronaldinho, who was a little embarrassed, slowly walking out of the player channel, and then stood there in a daze, stopping there.

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"Why do you look nervous?"

After going through ups and downs, Liverpool's bus finally arrived at the Camp Nou one hour before the start of the game. When the players got off the bus, Ronaldinho heard the voice of his compatriot Lucas behind him.

"Me? Why am I nervous?" Xiao Luo's smile was a little forced, his eyes fixed on the passage, as if he wanted to see through the walls.

Lucas wanted to say something else, but Gerrard patted him on the shoulder and shook his head: "Let him stand alone, it's fine."

"Tired of feeling close to home?"

"This is Camp Nou, here are the memories of his peak five years." Carragher said while feeling lucky that Anfield is his only home.

He will not move to multiple clubs like Ronaldinho. Although his playing opportunities are becoming less and less as his physical function declines, he has never thought of leaving Liverpool and going to other low-level leagues to retire.

Moreover, he has privately said with Dalglish that at the end of this season, if he can win at least two championship trophies, he will hang up his boots at Anfield.

Sky Sports has already contacted them. In the future, he will explain with that nasty Gary Neville.

Otherwise, you can always hear that guy yin and yang to Liverpool every time after the game.

Ronaldinho was dazed and looked outside the parking area.

Once, every time he got off the car here, the Barcelona fans outside the parking area would shout his name frantically, just to get even a group photo and an autograph.

Today, the club's bus came late, and these diehard fans have now entered the stadium, and there are only a few Liverpool fans in the distance.

Walking through the familiar corridor, he is very familiar with every corner here, but at the fork in the road, he still almost made a joke.

If it wasn't for the reminder from the security guard, he would have almost turned directly to the home team's locker room.

Visiting team locker room?

He is really not familiar with it, nor...not used to it.

Sitting down silently, he took out the jersey prepared by the staff, he was taken aback for a moment, and just wanted to raise it and say why he gave him the away team's jersey.

Yes, Barcelona's away kit used to have a black and gray one too.

Just as Ronaldinho raised his jersey, he found that the team emblem in the middle of the locker room was not the one he was familiar with. He put it down resentfully, and shook his head fiercely.

"Ronaldinho, you are now a member of Liverpool, you must recognize your identity!"

Today, he was not scheduled to start because of his return to Camp Nou, but as the main force of the rotation, he still appeared on the squad.

It is also lucky to say that after joining Liverpool, he actually had a lot of opportunities to play this season, but he didn't even have a slight injury. For a player of his age, he is really very lucky.

In fact, Ronaldinho started to feel a little bit wrong the day he was drawn to Barcelona.

I started to feel stressed during training, for fear that I would accidentally miss the trip back to Camp Nou due to injury.

After quickly putting on the equipment, Ronaldinho walked to the court full of expectations.

Every time he took a step in the passage, his heart beat faster. Looking at the familiar murals on both sides, the steps under his feet were carved in his blood. Even with his eyes closed, the steps going downhill would not trip him up.

As he walked, he really closed his eyes, letting the noise outside the stadium reach his ears, and stroked the wall with his right hand.

In my imagination, Puyol should be standing at the forefront at this time. He always likes to stroke his unkempt hair, although I have suggested many times that he should have a dreadlock, which is called fashion.

And on his left, according to the battle at the moment, it should be Qi Zu, Figo, David and the others.

El Clasico, it was one of his favorite games that year.

In front of him should be Cheetah Eto'o, behind him is the young Xavi, and at the end of the team, there is the super genius from Argentina, Messi!

Opening his eyes, allowing reality to return, Ronaldinho showed a helpless smile.

"When I get older, I always like to recall the past."

But when he stepped out and reappeared at the Nou Camp, the red and blue colors pierced his eyes like the sun, and the huge cheers like a bell instantly drowned him.

No sound could be heard in the ears, only the "buzzing" tinnitus exploded.

In the line of sight, the red and blue colors began to gradually become clear. Everyone looked at him, and everyone in the "towering into the clouds" stand seemed to stand up.

He saw people's hands clapping constantly, as if they were welcoming him?

Many familiar former teammates waved to him.

Oh, who is that little guy?

Is it Messi?

Why is he pointing to his left side?

Ronaldinho turned his head to look, and on the huge display screen, there was a figure he was very familiar with, wearing a red and blue two-color jersey, galloping and flying on the field like an elf on the field.

That familiar figure was wearing the No. 10 jersey.

Further up, it is the shining golden name: ronaldinho!

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