[football] walk side by side

Cyril met Mourinho on his way back with Cristiano after changing clothes.

When seeing that familiar figure, Cyril was surprised at first.

After all, when he learned that Ferguson made a special trip to watch Cristiano's game and witnessed the conversation between the two, if Cyril said he was not envious, he would be lying.

However--

"Your performance was wonderful..."

Before Cyril had time to be happy for his coach's rare and frank praise, he discovered... Mourinho didn't say this to him at all!

Cristiano, who had been thrown off face before parting last time, was a little flattered. He never expected such a big change in his father-in-law's (?) attitude. He didn't react for a while, and subconsciously replied: "Thanks, Thanks……?"

Mourinho nodded, and it was obvious that this sentence was not out of politeness, but a sincere recognition and praise, but he quickly turned around and stood in front of Cyril.

"Do you know what's wrong with you?"

Just like Cyril's performance in Ferguson just now, Cristiano politely backed away a little, giving space to the pair of former masters and apprentices.Mourinho looked serious, but his voice was not loud. Cristiano couldn't hear what he was saying, but he could clearly see Cyril silently bowing his head and being scolded.

I don't know why... I always feel that the scene in front of me is a little familiar?

The conversation didn't last too long and ended with Mourinho hesitating for a moment before reaching out to stroke Cyril's hair.

Cristiano finally understands why he finds this scene familiar - isn't this what Figo did to him just now!

Thinking back on what Figo did, he finally realized that Cristiano, who had been molested, was a little (shy) angry (ashamed), and he decided that when he took the Delaunay Cup back later, he would never give it to Figo give me a hug.

Well, if Figo honestly apologized to him for his behavior, he could barely touch him.

Just one click!No more!

According to the usual practice, all members of the Portuguese team should sit on the bus after winning the Delaunay Cup, and then show the trophy to the Portuguese fans along the way-but considering that they are now in Vienna, this kind of celebration can only wait for them to return home. We will do it when we arrive in Lisbon. As for now, after discussions within the team, everyone unanimously decided to go to a nearby restaurant to celebrate.

Prior to this, Cristiano held the Delaunay Cup tightly all the way and never let go, and firmly implemented his promise to himself-not to give Figo a hug, even if the former captain said everything he wanted When it was worn out, he finally showed mercy and reluctantly gave the other party a touch.

Really only one.

"Cristiano, you've been hugging him for long enough..." On the bus to the restaurant, Carvalho stared at the trophy in Cristiano's arms, with longing in his eyes.From toasting to now, let alone hugging, he even touched the trophy once!

unacceptable! !You don't bring such a person to occupy the trophy! !

Cristiano pretended not to hear Carvalho's complaint, turned his head without hesitation, and happened to see Cyril sitting next to him with his eyes downcast.He thought for a while, and stuffed the trophy into Cyril's arms.

A huge monster suddenly appeared in his arms. Cyril was stunned for a moment, and almost fell off. He was startled by his own actions, and hurriedly held the Delaunay Cup firmly: "Thank you." He After earnestly saying thanks, he lowered his head and concentrated on the Delaunay cup in his arms under the envious and jealous eyes of the crowd.

I always feel that there is an unreal feeling...

Cyril thought, while under the secretly expecting eyes of his teammates around him... handed it back to Cristiano.The latter unceremoniously put the trophy in his arms again, and by the way, glanced vigilantly at his teammates in front of him.

All Portugal: QAQ

Filled with resentment, as soon as the Portuguese players arrived at the restaurant, they began to do something they had wanted to do for a long time-drinking wine!

Cyril has always been a non-drinker, but he is not really abstaining from alcohol. When he won the championship in Porto before, and there were several team gatherings at Chelsea, he would occasionally drink a glass or two, but not many times.Now that the team has won the championship, the atmosphere in the team is good, and Cyril will not refuse, but after only drinking two glasses, he decisively sat aside and said nothing.

In this regard, Cristiano is similar. Because of his father's alcoholism, Cristiano himself is very resistant to drinking, and he hardly drinks alcohol on weekdays, but "almost" and "never" are two different things. Gui resists, but sometimes I am happy to win a game, and I will taste such a cup.

two hours later.

Cristiano stared dumbfounded at the drunken teammates at the table in front of him, not knowing what to do.He habitually turned his head to look at Cyril, who sat in a daze, as if he hadn't noticed the abnormality here, and seemed much quieter than before.

... He suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Cyril?" Cristiano walked to his side, tentatively stretched out a finger in front of his eyes, and shook it slightly: "How much is this?"

Cyril stared at his dangling fingers, narrowed his eyes slightly, reached out and grabbed his dangling fingers, and replied loudly: "Three!"

Cristiano felt frightened.

However, the scare was not over yet. Cyril pressed his shoulders and asked very earnestly: "Chris, can you stop shaking? It looks so dizzy..."

Sure enough, I was drunk.

Cristiano couldn't laugh or cry, he never thought that Cyril, who has always been reliable, would also lose the chain.He looked at Cyril, who was sitting obediently in a daze, and then at his teammates who were stumbling around.

He pondered for a while, and considering that many of his national team teammates were in charge of the same agent as him, Cristiano happily called Jorge.

Then take Cyril away and go home!

As for the others?

Cristiano laughed and told you not to take me on tiptoe!Go to sleep on the street, you guys! !

***

Most of the time, Cyril is a good baby in the eyes of coaches, teammates and fans.And when he was drunk, Cristiano found that Cyril at this time... seemed to be more obedient.

I have to say something is wrong, that is, Cyril, who was drunk, was obviously a lot more unresponsive. When Cristiano asked him if he could take a bath by himself, Cyril-the kid-Slade frowned slightly Frowning, he thought for a long time before he understood what he meant, so he nodded solemnly: "Yes."

Apart from unresponsiveness and slow movements, there is nothing difficult to deal with.

Regarding this point, Cristiano didn't know whether he should be relieved or regretful.

When he came out of the shower, Cyril was still sitting on the sofa, maintaining his trance posture since the bus, Cristiano observed him for a long time, and finally couldn't help it: "Cyril, what are you thinking? ?”

Cyril blinked slowly and looked up at him.It seemed that he was struggling to think about what question he asked for a long time, until Cristiano began to wonder if he asked something that shouldn't be asked, or the drunk Cyril had lost the ability to think and other factors Suddenly, Cyril asked, "Chris, am I useless?"

There is nothing wrong with this question.

But it is a big problem for Cyril, who has always been calm, self-possessed, self-confident and self-confident.When Cristiano heard this, he felt inexplicable at the moment: "Why do you think so?"

"But in today's finals, I didn't even help you."

"Without your support in the backcourt, we might have lost the game a long time ago, let alone win the championship like this." Cristiano sat in front of him, fixedly looking into his eyes: "You It's been done well."

Cyril frowned, and said seriously: "This is different."

"What's the difference?"

Cyril, who was drunk, obviously didn't have good language organization skills. He frowned, thought for a long time, and said stubbornly: "It's just different!"

It's just different and which one is different...

Cristiano couldn't laugh or cry, he never thought that Cyril would have such a naive side, but he saw Cyril propping his head with a troubled expression on his face, and vaguely understood what he meant.

It seems that Cyril has always been a team player. He has always been very gregarious and can integrate well into the team. He drives his teammates in terms of emotion and state. He often relies on his own ability when the team is in trouble. To change the team's situation, and then change the score.

But it is precisely for this reason that when Cyril cannot rely on his own ability to open up the situation for Portugal, he will feel at a loss.

And this, in fact, is it not another kind of "independence"?

The only difference is that Cristiano's "independence" is mainly manifested in dribbling, while Cyril's "independence" is reflected in tactics and breaking games.

From this point of view, he and Cyril are just as different...

Cristiano thought in his heart, feeling inexplicably funny, he looked at the dazed Cyril, and didn't dwell on this topic any more.It was too late when they were celebrating in the restaurant, but now that they are back, it will be even later, and they have to catch a plane tomorrow, so it is better to rest early today.

Thinking of this, he stood up, and was about to take Cyril to his room to rest, when Cyril, who had been silent for a while, whispered again: "Harvey is amazing."

Cristiano: ...

Before Cristiano could refute "You are better than him", Cyril paused, and then said, "Iniesta is also very good."

Cristiano took a deep breath, and was very dissatisfied with Cyril's behavior of boosting others' prestige and destroying his own morale. Although the opponent's midfielder is very good and there is nothing wrong with it, didn't Portugal win in the end?

He was about to refute, when he saw Cyril talking, and suddenly said: "No!"

"What's wrong?" Cristiano responded, while pulling up the "kid" who didn't want to move on the sofa.The person who was pulled up pondered for a while, then hugged his neck, gnawed a mouthful, and told him very seriously: "Chris is the best!"