[football] walk side by side

Chapter 010: Friends

With just one glance, Cristiano understood almost immediately what was going on.

It is not uncommon for any team to be snubbed or squeezed out, especially when the relationship between the three giants of the Portuguese Super League is bad. The U21 youth team does not have an absolute superstar like Luis Figo like the national team. , and the young and energetic teenagers are fighting on their own, the situation will only get worse.

According to the strength and the decision of the head coach, the captain of U21 should be Quaresma-it is said that his excellence has attracted the attention of Barcelona, ​​​​and is already considering bringing him to the Nou Camp this summer.

But the fact is that it is this kind of supreme glory and treatment that makes the u21 group of adult players in their 20s secretly unconvinced by him, and now they are only maintaining superficial stability on the court.

In other words, the current bad situation can probably only be solved by head coach Jose Wenheis.

"I really don't understand what Mr. Wenhays is thinking." Pexel Fell complained, he looked like he was chatting with his teammates, but the volume was loud enough for everyone to hear his purpose. Disclosure: "A brat who doesn't even have a chance to be a substitute in the Portuguese Super League? When did the threshold for the European Youth Championship become so low?"

His Benfica teammates let out bursts of laughter.

Amidst the unscrupulous ridicule, Sporting Lisbon and the players outside the three giants stood on the sidelines and watched coldly, while the Porto players immediately sullen, and seemed to have the urge to fight Benfica.

"Pekse Fer, do you want to fight?" Costa said viciously, staring at the Benfica players in the circle.

"Come on then," Peksai said not to be outdone, "don't cry and call mom later!"

Cristiano hesitated and finally said nothing.

Just when everyone thought that the two were about to fight, the person who should be involved the most had already walked to the door. Cyril looked back at his furious friend, and said lightly: "We should go to training , Costa."

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even look at Peksai.

Costa curled his lips, didn't bother with Peksey anymore, and followed out of the locker room.

"Cut...what are you pretending to be..." To make fun of himself, Peksey cursed bitterly in a low voice. Yi's eyes didn't look any good, and he said in a bad mood, "What are you still doing in a daze? Training!"

"Cyril, why did you stop me just now?" Costa followed up with his friend a few steps, and said angrily: "If you want me to say, that kind of guy, if you don't beat him up, he will think you are easy to bully!"

"This is the first day of the training camp. If you really quarrel with him, what will the head coach think?" Cyril smiled slightly: "It's not the time yet."

The voice of the last sentence was so soft that Costa couldn't hear clearly for a moment: "What did you just say?"

"It's nothing, Mr. Wenhesi is coming soon, please be careful not to cause trouble." Cyril said casually, picking up a football: "How about a free kick?"

Costa: "...I'm just a defender!"

That being said, Costa accompanied his captain to do a set of free kick training.

"Do you think there is something wrong with that Pexel?" Costa couldn't keep his mouth shut, and couldn't help complaining to Cyril in a low voice: "Although the relationship between Porto and Benfica has always been particularly bad, he is too unmannered. A little bit? Fortunately, he is five years older than you, so shameless."

"It's because he is five years older than me that he sees me even more unhappy." Cyril didn't feel much about it. He jumped all the way from the Porto echelon. , there will be no hope of participating in the competition in the future.”

Compared with players who were selected for u21 at the age of sixteen or seventeen, the gap between them is not one or two points.

Hearing what Cyril said, Costa was also relieved: "That's right, he can be arrogant once."

With the arrival of head coach José Wenhais, all the young players selected for the squad have also assembled on the training ground.After a simple self-introduction as usual, Wen Haisi blew his whistle to signal the players to warm up and do some simple basic exercises.

Jose Wenheis is very satisfied with the team he has assembled, and he has a rough list of the main players for the European Youth Championship in his mind, but at present, he still needs to inspect the status and tacit understanding of the players to make the final decision.

Looking at the players with serious attitudes, Jose Wenhais nodded in satisfaction. After all, a good player is a happy thing. However, when the basic training is over and the group confrontation in the team begins, Wenheis Immediately frowned again.

Let's not talk about Cristiano... It's not a matter of a day or two for the new star in Lisbon to be alone. What's more, as long as he can score goals, being a little bit alone is not something that can't be tolerated. Genius, after all A little privileged.

What concerned him was the isolation of Cyril Slade by the Benfica players headed by Pekse Fell.

Unlike Cristiano, who prefers to score goals by himself, Cyril Slade is more of a playmaker midfielder, although his offensive ability is not weak. He is better at seeing the overall situation and distributing the ball in the right direction Going up, and when the Benfica players who were training against him on the same team intentionally or unintentionally isolated him, the confrontation group they were in became chaotic.

Once the football reaches the Benfica player's feet, no matter how good the opportunity and angle are, the Benfica player will not consider passing the ball to Cyril.If the football happens to be near Cyril, the nearby Benfica striker will deliberately speed up to grab the ball and run with the ball himself.

Jose Wenhes will choose to bring Cyril in the European Youth Championship, largely because of his ability to control the rhythm of the game and the ability to grasp the overall situation as a midfield commander, while his teammates deliberately isolate him , when passing the ball to him, his value will inevitably be minimized.

This annoyed Jose Wenhes a bit. It is not uncommon for players in wealthy teams to cuddle with each other. However, these teenagers with an average age of around [-] are only too old to understand the dark and dirty locker room. one side?

"Peksey Fell, what are you doing?" Seeing Peksey Fell snatch the ball passed to Cyril by another player again, Wen Haisi pressed the fire and reprimanded: "If there is no better opportunity , then don’t dribble the ball casually, there won’t be so many opportunities for you to waste in the game!”

"Yes, sir." Pecksey nodded, with a humbly corrected look: "You know, as a striker, I can't help but try all kinds of shooting opportunities...but I can guarantee, no There will be another time, and I am really sorry to cause you trouble."

"..." Seeing that the other party apologized so honestly and sincerely, Wen Haisi's face looked a little better. At this moment, he couldn't say anything more, so he waved his hand to signal the training to continue.

But after a while, he found that he had just relieved himself in vain—Peksey did not snatch the ball from Cyril again, but another striker replaced Pecksai’s job just now, and sent the football perfectly. into the net.

What else can he say?The striker's mission is to score goals. The exclusion of Peksey and others is so cryptic that it is impossible to criticize. In addition to scoring goals, it would be unreasonable for him to bring up the old story now.

Thinking of this, Wen Haisi felt even more headache.

Originally, he chose to coach the u21 national team because the club team was too complicated. I didn't expect these little bastards to start playing this way at such a young age.

The purpose of Pecks and others is obvious. It is nothing more than to make people feel that Cyril cannot integrate into the group through the exclusion and snubbing during training, causing the illusion that he is not performing properly, and then he is kicked out of the national team.

But in Jose Wenheis's plan, Cyril's ability to control the field is an extremely important part. If the conflict between the two sides is not resolved, it will not only be a bad thing for Cyril alone. After all, football It is not a one-person sport. If this continues, Portugal will not be able to win the European Youth Championship. Whether it can enter the group stage is a problem.

From this point of view, Cyril and Peksey cannot coexist.

***

"I kind of admire that guy now." Quaresma said suddenly on the way back. "Obviously Pecksey has achieved that level-it's okay if he didn't get angry, but he even passed the ball to Pecksey just now...Although I have to admit that it was the best choice to pass to that guy at that time, but Is he not angry at all?"

Of course Cristiano knew who the guy Quaresma was talking about, so he refused to take up the conversation.

"Okay, don't make such an expression Cristiano, Mr. Slade, why do you hate him so much?" Quaresma was puzzled, "The intersection of you so far is only that one game, you won't Because of that draw, have you been brooding on your mind until now?"

Cristiano still didn't speak, because he really didn't know how to describe the feeling in his heart.

As an upright and straightforward boy, Cristiano has always believed in such a creed: If I don’t like you, don’t expect me to give you a good face. I like you... Well, this skip, awkward Cristiano Refuse to talk about it.

But Cyril felt differently to him.

When this young man smiles, his gentleness and politeness will always give people a feeling of spring breeze, but in the eyes of Cristiano, who is particularly sensitive in some aspects, that smile is more like a simulation of gorgeous shapes in a flower shop. Flowers, beautiful, but not real enough.

Just like the feeling that Cyril asked himself to change his jersey that day.

Cristiano glanced at his friend who was curiously waiting for his answer, hesitated for a while, and told him his feelings.

Quaresma was stunned for a long time.

It took him a while to recover, and he suddenly realized that he looked at his friend with a look like a monster: "So the reason why you refuse to change your jersey is actually... Doesn't he really want to change your jersey with you?"

Cristiano: "...??" Something seems wrong?

You don't really approve of me, so I don't want to change jerseys with you or something... Quaresma covered his face silently, Wucao, it's actually quite cute when you think about it.

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