[Football] I'm just a defender

Francisco Alvarez opened the skylight leading to the roof of his house, dragged out a blanket and spread it on the roof, and moved skillfully as usual and sat on the roof.The residential area was very quiet at night, and most people stayed in their own small world, and Fran was lucky enough to gain a large and peaceful world.

But things turned out to be contrary to expectations. He had just sat on it, and before he could settle himself into a comfortable position, the window on the second floor next door was pushed open, revealing a messy head. Swaying to the rhythm, it may be because the volume is too loud that her voice is forced to amplify without knowing it, "Fran, what's bothering you?"

My biggest annoyance is that whenever I go to my own little world, if you find out, the whole world will know that I start to pretend to be my own thoughts again.Fran cursed in his heart, resting his elbows on his knees and looking at her. Benita, the childhood sweetheart, said, "Benny, it's so late, why are you still awake? It's easy to get old." He pointed Point to your forehead, implying wrinkles.

"I heard you..." Benita took off her earphones and flung them on the bed as she spoke. Because she suddenly realized how loud her voice was, she was a little embarrassed, so she grabbed the window sill and planned to turn down from the second floor and run to the opposite side. Fran quickly made a stop gesture, "Hey baby, your task now is to sleep well, let's talk about it tomorrow if there is anything else."

After finally coaxing the girl back, Fran lowered his head and saw the elder standing opposite him in his garden, staring up at him and smoking a cigarette.Fran twitched the corners of his mouth, wanting to slap the self who had put 'baby' on his mouth a few seconds ago, and quickly showed a timid gesture to apologize to the uncle he had known since birth. Seeing that the uncle probably snorted, the cigarette butt in his hand fell to the ground and was trampled in the mud as if desperately grinding, and then walked home swaggeringly.

When everything returned to calm, Fran let out a long breath, looked at the sky for a long time, and burst out laughing.

Just now he felt that he needed to calm down completely. He was a little light, as if he couldn't step on the ground, and he didn't feel at ease at all. This seemed to be more absurd than his serial dream.But he suddenly felt that it was no big deal, the same players, the same training field, and the same stadium...

How!what!Can!able!without!have!Change!change!

As long as he plays well, it can be Francisco Alvarez, not some backup.What he got was the No. 4 jersey left by Hierro, and he knew that this number would require him to perform well so that he would not be buried.

As long as he performed well.

Wrapped in a blanket, Fran crawled into the house through the small window and collapsed on his own bed. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the phone that was thrown on the bed turned on.Fran looked at the '! ! ! 'SMS and several incoming calls, I was taken aback and called in a hurry.

Guti on the other end of the phone was brushing his wet hair when he realized that the little brat who died just now finally called back. After connecting, he snorted extremely arrogantly, "You almost missed an This is a big event! Do you have time tomorrow afternoon?" Fran was stunned, "I have time! Igor said that before the season, Raul would gather a few people for a meeting... Is this about to start!" He was a little excited, Think about it, I will soon be regarded as the insider of the 'Real Madrid Gang'.

Guti couldn’t get why he was so excited for a while. Regarding the fact that Raul would call them together to imagine the future before the season, Pao Zhan said that the most important thing is to participate, but this is not what he called The reason for the call, "Tomorrow afternoon I will play music with some friends, do you want to come and watch?"

Fran was a little surprised by this turning point, not to mention that he had already said that he could not refuse when he had time, so he hesitated, "I don't know how to appreciate—" He felt that instead of accepting the forced artistic "education", he should How about watching the latest issue of American comics at home.

"It's okay, just come and support me!" However, Guti didn't seem to understand what he meant at all, and simply made a decision to decide the development of the matter.

When he arrived at the secret base that Guti mentioned the next afternoon, Fran sat on the steps with a sullen face and listened to Guti's series of weird requests under the premise of "just to support the show". Guti stuffed the two small maracas, and listened to Guti telling him over and over again where to shake and where to shake more according to what rhythm.Fran stared at an ant carrying bread crumbs crawling past under his feet, and Guti hit him with a small stone in the next second.

The expression on Fran's face was like that of an ant carrying bread crumbs but couldn't find a hole. Guti looked at the guy with a bewildered expression if he said it was good, and asked, "Listen Understood!" He heard someone slowly answering in a long voice while rubbing his head, "Listen—understand—la." Then he violently shook the two maracas in Guti's ear, Guti Dee wanted to smear his precious guitar in his face at that moment.

Fran looked at the drummer, guitarist, and bassist on the stage, and sat on the steps shaking a small maraca while thinking, I am a hammer player after all, right?

He looked at Guti who was playing the electric guitar a little crazy, young and handsome but with a rebellious golden wolf, his blue eyes squinted slightly looking into the distance, his face is good, even if he thinks about today Whether or not to do some hey things with his wife at night, there are always many people who feel that he is sentimental about the passage of time.I really pity myself, no matter what kind of sincerity I use to chase girls, it will only make them feel unreliable and unreliable.

Francisco Alvarez couldn't understand how these people could see that they were loose!One piece, one piece, one piece is obviously paid with sincerity.

Guti glanced at Fran on the stage, who seemed to be leaning against the wall without any long bones, in a daze, and sometimes perfunctorily shaking his maraca. His eyes seemed to be unfocused on thinking. In this way, he showed a lack of interest in things other than football, and this lack of interest never bothered to cover up, or he was too lazy to cover up.

Raul is not very optimistic about him, firstly because Fran’s character is actually not as honest as Igor’s, and secondly, anyway, even though Fran was promoted by Perez They also come from the youth training, but they always seem to be a little alienated from the group of players led by their father Bosque.Not to mention the incident when the old man promoted Pavon when he was obviously the captain of the reserve team. Even if this kid seemed like nothing happened, everyone knew that he still remembered it.Just because he still remembered, he trained so hard, wanting to throw his own existence in front of everyone.

The reason why Perez officially put him in the first team is obvious, that is, to consolidate the defense line when defending, and let him stay beside Beckham to help carry people and clear mines when attacking.The highest task is 'scavenger'. Although Raul didn't say it clearly, he seems to think that this is a bit too high for him, and Guti himself really feels that it is difficult to bear such a difficult burden when he first enters the first team. Fran is a genius...

Besides, will Real Madrid still have less talent?If Fran was promoted to the first team, wouldn't Pavon's position, which was promoted as a 'genius' two years ago, be unstable?

The reason why a genius is a genius, not a battle to become a god, is because they have excellent talents, but they can't reach the peak when they debut on the field.

But although other people's scavengers are also central defenders, they mainly serve as defenders, or link the defensive midfielders, just like Elguera, who is currently known as the "Royal Chief of Guards" in the team.Unlike him, he was directly defined as a tinkerer who cleared roadblocks for his partner from the very beginning.

Sure enough, there was no suitable one on the transfer list, so Fran was pushed to block the gun?After all, he was going to be promoted from the reserve team, so he was chosen.

After Guti and the others finished the activity, Fran took the guitar in Guti's hand, and Guti didn't stop him from playing.When he bowed his head and plucked the strings, he seemed very peaceful, unlike the eyes of people who knew him, including Guti, who seemed to be active as if the whole world could play.But his quietness off the court lasted less than 2 minutes. During these 2 minutes, Guti could clearly feel the kid's quietness from the beginning to his gradual agitation.He looked up at Guti, the expression on his face was contorted, anyone could see the distress, "You keep staring at me, what are you doing?"

There was a bunch of dark brown hair curling up strangely on the top of his head, and Guti controlled it for a long time not to let his hand owe him to press down that lock of hair.

Guti sneered and imitated his movements and sat on the ground. In the eyes of others, these two impetuous young men leaned on their legs and raised their heads to look at the top of the abandoned factory. From a distance, they looked like two homeless people. Poor little one to return to.In the end, this kind of performance art was forcibly transformed by two people into a competition, to see who would give in first and who would admit defeat first.

After all, it was Fran who decided to speak first, but he didn't want to see Guti proud of his victory, and the second Guti bared his white teeth cheerfully, he began to poke his scar with malice, "Your god The season in Milan..." The performance is still not remarkable.

The male god in Guti's eyes is probably the well-known Redondo, for Fran's unrestrained temper, even Guti didn't bother to get angry with him, and the result was that the new deputy team became more and more melancholy sighed.Francisco Alvarez was not familiar with Redondo, and he was even less familiar with the Redondo that Guti was talking about.

However, such things as idols and male gods have never been a secret of a small group of people, but the only way for the public to go through youth.It has nothing to do with a secret love. In fact, it is probably like a gentle vessel, full of feelings that a hot-blooded man can hardly entrust to his peers at an energetic age. Admiration, he is like the one I imagined in my subconscious after many years. Own.

"Oh, Redondo is probably a vessel that is not very gentle to you, so it makes you more vivid than others." He swayed Guti's guitar, looked up at him, squinted his eyes for a moment, and his eyes were blurred. Discharge, his honey-colored eyes should be full of sugar, but it doesn't make people feel sweet at all. It feels like the embarrassment that you have to give up even the candy when you see a large piece of glass shards mixed in the candy.When Guti does this action, people can always see a clear and visible innocence in a chic way, but when you see Fran, you will only think, how can this brat who is only in his early twenties look like this.He seems to be the kind of person who puts a smile on his mouth all the time, but that smile doesn't necessarily make people feel comfortable, it's an attitude, you don't have to question his humor, but sometimes you hate certain moments This attitude emerges.So the electric eye was useless at the last moment, Guti rolled his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to him, so Fransha shook his head and commented, "hypocritical."

All I have is luck, and all I have lost is his. Damn it is life.

Sanchez and Captain Hierro cared so much about him, how much mess Raul had cleaned up for him, and it turned out that when he got sad, he still thought of Fernando Redondo who didn't understand at all—probably because there was an age gap.

"...Who is your idol?" Guti resolutely chose to change the topic after being silent. Fran shuddered like a fox whose tail was caught. He looked at Guti and said tentatively for a while, "Ba Lacey..."

No wonder, the idol is a big tinkerer, so his goal is to become a little tinkerer.Guti does not deny his support ability and defensive ability, but such things as assists seem to be a fantasy for Fran-don't come back to make up for the past, the blame can only be carried by yourself.

Guti wanted to ridicule him for how old he was, and what Baresi games he could watch, but he still had the nerve to laugh at Redondo for having an age gap?But seeing his rare serious look, he swallowed his rebuttal thoughtfully.The two thought of a certain team at the same time, and stared at each other, still unwilling to admit defeat.He probably knows how to respect the old and love the young. Fran is still the submissive character. He asked, "When Milan bought you, why didn't you go to AC Milan?"

"Because I want to stay in Real Madrid for the rest of my life!"

Who is not?

The whole world knows that the rich are not easy to mix, and the rich are not easy to play.

But there will always be one stunned young man after another who wants to be pure white for the rest of his life in Real Madrid, which is the most difficult to mix with superstars.

They are all obsessions that are difficult for outsiders to understand.

So from a distance, there were still two poor homeless little ones head to head and legs to legs.