[Football] I'm just a defender

Following Ronaldo into the neighborhood where the Brazilians lived, he pointed to a certain villa on the left and right that belonged to Zidane and Figo, and which one belonged to Beckham. Fran thought to himself, this is simply a star neighborhood.

In the villa, his son Ronald was playing with the nanny, and when he saw Ronaldo came back, he raised his arms to be hugged by his father.The home of Ronaldo, who was just divorced last month, seemed a bit deserted. Fran felt that it was strange that these guys became obsessed with all kinds of sensuality after they became popular, but after all, it was impossible to talk like they were teasing Guti.

Ronaldo called him to his home, which made him feel a little strange. He was not surprised that it was Raul or even Beckham. Of course he is more familiar with Ronaldinho, but...it still feels weird.

After eating in Ronaldo, the two went to the small stadium opened by the Brazilian's home.The Brazilian is indeed telling the truth. Compared with Zidane, he is really similar to Ronaldinho in deliberately playing football. Forlan has to admit that the experience he has gained is comparable to that of Ronaldinho. Dane wants more.Although this kind of temporary cramming is of little significance, it is better than nothing.

But remembering the man in the car who said "you're not a sweeper" for granted, Fran kept looking up at Ronaldo during the training process.There will be team training tomorrow, and the two of them haven't practiced for long. Ronaldo put Fran's shoulders on his shoulders and walked to the living room, "It doesn't matter how many times you watch it. It's just two days. He doesn't even know what moves he makes at that time, so how do you defend against it?"

"I know he is a top talent, of course I know," Fran murmured, "but behind the central defender is the goalkeeper, so what can I do?" Hearing him mention this, Ronaldo pressed him on the ground On the sofa, after a while, he came over with two red wine glasses and a decanter full of wine. Fran took the red wine and took a sip. It seemed that he was always confused because of his chubby cheerfulness and off-site news. It felt like Ronaldo was leaning on the sofa, as if he was trapped in a soft cushion, "The central defender is more mobile. In fact, in your position, Queiroz probably wants you to become a free agent."

"What are you kidding?" Frandon put the wine glass on the table, and looked at Ronaldo in surprise, only to hear the latter say, "Joke? Although I do like to joke, it's a pity not this time. Kick Libero has high requirements for players, and the ability to read the game, technical comprehensiveness, abundant physical strength and excellent defensive ability are all indispensable."

"But you have forgotten that the task of the libero is to participate in the offense and defense of the whole team. I can take a penalty kick from twelve yards and take part in the offense?"

He laughed at himself and said, Ronaldo is helpless, what is there to be proud of, he is really embarrassed to say it.In the team's penalty kick training, the fact that he was directly thrown aside by Igor in disgust, so he himself still remembers it so clearly?Is a penalty shot from twelve yards something to be proud of?

Even though he thought so, it was rare for Ronaldo to continue to say to him seriously, "You are not a free agent like Beckenbauer and Sammer. You can't learn their offense, but of course, you also have yourself involved." The way to attack is to protect the core of the playmaker, especially in a 433-[-]-[-] formation where the core of the midfield is the most important. Doesn’t it mean that offense is the best defense? For you, a good defense is the best way to support the team attack."

The reason why he entered the first team, apart from the lack of people in the back line, is to cooperate with Beckham and protect him from being able to play the ball smoothly and not concede when the Englishman is pressed.But Ronaldo always felt a little strange when he said these words. In fact, he always had a feeling. However, he automatically ignored the importance of defense.Just like what Ronaldo said next, "I don't like defense, I have never liked it, but looking at your high spirits, I think defense can be interesting...Although I still don't like to defend myself."

This sentence made Fran, who was already a little helpless, even more confused, "Huh? Interesting?" What is this?The efforts of ordinary people in the eyes of a genius make him feel interesting?But Ronaldo laughed, and he even winked at Fran, "There is probably no free man in football since Sammer, and there is even no difference between a sweeper and a deep-back central defender. How about it, doesn't it sound like fun? Have a look?"

Fran stared at the Brazilian dumbfounded, and he finally understood the eagerness in the Brazilian's eyes because he felt as if he was about to witness the birth of a new change.If Ronaldo hadn't mentioned this point, Fran would never have thought of this development before, but what's so interesting about it?Kick to see?Thinking too much, he can't really play, "Wait! You..."

"Wait, I'm sleepy and I'm going to bed. That's your guest room!" After finishing speaking, Ronaldo evacuated as if he had succeeded in a prank, leaving Fran alone on the sofa, thinking that you were so early Who would believe it when he was sleepy, he picked up the red wine glass that he had put on the table and drank it down in one gulp.

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The Real Madrid team went to Barcelona. According to the usual way of sharing this season, Forlan and Iker Casillas were originally in the same room.But before Fran opened the suitcase, Casillas kicked him out of the room.Fran, who had a headache, knocked on the door of Beckham and Figo next door with a guilty conscience, discussing whether he and Figo could change this time temporarily.The Portuguese knew that Fran had a lot of trouble with the national team in the past two days. Looking at Casillas' actions, he could guess what kind of choice this kid made in the end. He sighed for his teammate's choice. He didn't know whether to say he was brave or stupid. After all, in many cases, there was no specific distinction between the two, and only the results could prove it.

This is not because Figo thinks that Spain and Sweden are stronger or weaker. After all, the performance of recent competitions shows that Sweden is better.But the problem is that all his friends are from that Spanish team, and whether he can integrate into Sweden is also a big problem.

When Beckham came out of the bathroom, he saw one of his teammates buried his face on the bed and pretended to be dead. He looked at the room without Figo's luggage, and thought of the obvious behavior of Casillas and him in the cold war along the way. , what else do not understand.Beckham cleared his throat to find a sense of presence, and Fran turned to look at Beckham, "I can't go to Guti and Raul to change it, is it for me to share a room with Raul or Egg Er and Raul teamed up in the room to discuss how to torment me?" It kind of explained why they didn't bother the two captains and vice captains who were more acquainted in theory.

"Are you really planning to join the Swedish national team?" Beckham asked him while sitting on another bed. Fran's usual restless eyebrows and eyes matched his limp and drooping hair at this moment. It's rare to be a little pitiful.Beckham also doesn't just think that the national team of Spain or Sweden is superior or inferior, but anyway, he has developed in Spain and the Spanish national team is acquainted, it is better than going to Sweden, where he is not familiar with him, right?

Fran turned over, lay flat and looked at the lights on the ceiling. He raised his hands to block the lights from entering his eyes or something else, "Well, I really plan to join the Swedish national team." Cassie, Raul and the others all Well, even if you don't understand his choice, you can only accept it after a while.And in this matter, he said that if he didn't regret it, he would never regret it.

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Standing in the player channel of the Nou Camp, the serious expressions of the players on both sides made the game even more unusual.Iniesta, who came on the stage early as a substitute, had a face-to-face meeting with him. This guy was one of the "hahahaha I joined the first team before you and you continue to play with the brats", but Fran doesn't care about it now. Going up to show off the fact that he is already a temporarily stable main force and his opponent has been on the bench for two years.

The two sides lined up. Puyol and Raul have always had a good relationship. The two chatted casually for a few words and stopped. After all, it is better not to be too friendly. When you look back, you will see Fran and Harvey staring at each other.Casillas was adjusting his gloves and looking up at the sky. According to his good relationship with Harvey, he really didn't know which one he would help if the duo in the bar fought.

Puyol stood opposite Forlan with a sullen face. Ronaldo thought that the Barcelona vice team was trying to put pressure on him, but he just raised his eyebrows and asked quietly, "The games at the beginning of the season looked good? Did you Seems easy, Fran, you won't be playing like that here."

"I don't plan to play." Anyway, the reserve team has played against this guy. Fran said while signaling Raul to take your friend away, but Raul has already stood at the head of the team, and Ronaldo just stretched out his hand He planned to tell his teammates not to owe any more debts and stand in line, but he turned his attention back to Harvey, "So, are you going to pay back the money?"

Xavi and Puyol were silent for a moment. Ronaldo stood in front of them. Beckham smiled awkwardly and grabbed Fran by the collar and dragged him back, "Don't make trouble."

Fran licked his dry lips and barely stood still. He couldn't say that that moment seemed to be back to the time when the two reserve teams were hostile, and he was very familiar with it.

Real Madrid pulled back their teammate who was a peace of mind in the past but suddenly caused trouble today. When Harvey heard him mention the matter of repaying the money, he snorted, "Ah Fran...you have finally been promoted to the first team... .”

If you don't believe me, look up, who the heavens have forgiven.

Fran twitched the corner of his mouth, Da Luo hooked his arms around his neck and walked into the team, but Fran stared at Harvey stiffly.After all, it was their own home court. Puyol stood by and didn't bother Harvey at all, allowing him to talk nonsense, "Why are you staring at me? I'm not telling the truth?"

"Look at it!" Fran yelled, and Harvey sneered, "I'm watching!"

"Look more!" Flammy's eyes widened, "Look more, my eyes are pretty!"

Zidane couldn't stand it anymore, so he directly covered his teammate's mouth and pulled back to prevent him from continuing to run the train with his mouth full.Harvey was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, Real Madrid had forcibly put away the lethal weapons.Puyol next to him had a tense face, "I didn't hear anything."

With the whistle blowing, the game officially started.