[football] little princess

2007 4 Month 20 Day.

The people coming and going were not surprised as Setlla sat on the grass at the entrance to Carrington.Neville and Scholes said hello to her and asked if she needed transfers.She just shook her head, smiled and let them go first.Giggs passed by later, Setlla hesitated to speak, and after hesitating for a while, he still didn't say anything.

Until the setting sun was setting, the patrolling security personnel hesitated whether to come up and ask her if she needed help.On weekdays, Setlla will also do some weight training in Carrington, which according to Ferguson is very good for her body.But resting on the grass for so long like today is still very strange.

But soon, Manchester United's No. 7, who has performed brilliantly this season, appeared within the visible range of vision.He ran over panting, and the POLO shirt he had just put on was covered with a thin layer of sweat.The guards stepped back immediately, oh yes, it was this hot new star who sent the little princess home every day.

Ronaldo leaned over his knees and asked Setlla: "Why are you sitting here? Are you tired after exercising?"

Setlla shook her head with a wry smile.

Ronaldo stretched out a hand to her, and said cheerfully: "Hey, get up, I found a new Chinese restaurant that is very good, you will definitely like it."

She looked up, with a stiff smile on her face, "Hey, I think it's right, but I found that I can't get up."

Ronaldo opened his eyes wide, squatted down and moved Setlla's legs with his hands, "You mean your legs don't feel like this, so? So? Don't be kidding!"

Setlla sighed, "I mean, I really can't move my legs."

The Portuguese blamed himself so much that he didn't know what to do. If he knew he shouldn't have trained for so long.He frantically picked Setlla up by the waist, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll take you to the hospital, and you really are, if you feel unwell, you should tell Ryan and the others when they come out!"

Setlla knew this too, but when she thought that those in class 92 would make a fuss and tell Beckham as soon as they found out, she didn't want to ask for help.On Ronaldo's way to the hospital at lightning speed, Setlla looked at the boy's side face, which was much more mature than four years ago, and couldn't help feeling: "In the past few years, the luckiest thing for me is probably meeting you, Cristiano."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's so nasty, I'd better wait until I send you to the hospital and bring you back to consciousness."

But what Ronaldo said did not come, the doctor just shook his head and asked them to prepare the wheelchair.The Portuguese's eyes were about to burst into flames, "What do you mean? I don't believe you can sit in a wheelchair." The doctor reasoned with him with very professional medical knowledge, and Ronaldo, who couldn't understand, was furious.Anyway, the doctor meant to use a wheelchair. How could the little princess be in a wheelchair?

He turned around and wanted to hug Setlla, "Manchester's doctors are only at this level, let's go to London."

"Hey, Cristiano." Setlla shook her head slightly, "The doctor is right, my condition has deteriorated to this stage and I can only use a wheelchair."

Ronaldo concluded: "But, doesn't it mean that your illness only occurs occasionally, and there is no major problem?"

It is difficult for Setlla to reply to Ronaldo, and it is also difficult for Setlla to reply to Ferguson. After half a year of drug treatment and rehabilitation, her illness has finally deteriorated to the point of eating away at her body. It seems impossible to hide it and live peacefully for a long time. arrive.

Ferguson was furious about Setlla's concealment, especially when Brady came to pick her up to see a doctor in London. The Red Devils coach, who was still fighting in the Champions League semi-finals, was powerless to interfere and could only sulk at home alone. Setlla felt uncomfortable, and hurried back to Manchester after seeing the doctor, and moved back to Ferguson's house.

When the cold wheelchair pushed through the door of the house, Ferguson couldn't bear to take another look. Brady became the angel who saved the family. He half-supported Setlla's waist and led her a few steps, saying, "She can help the family." Do short walks, you must take her for a walk frequently to slow down the deterioration of the condition."

Since then, Ferguson has found that he has no right to lose his temper with Brady. The child Setlla is really pitiful. Her father and brother are indifferent to her. When the team is busy, no one can take her to see a doctor. A few years ago Clothing stores, which have been operating, also appear to have to close.Therefore, when Ronaldo came to visit her, Ferguson dragged him as if grabbing a life-saving straw and babbled: "You should pay more attention to the little princess after training, and don't patronize dating supermodels."

Ronaldo kept nodding like a chick pecking rice: "I know." He also knew that Setlla didn't like others to sympathize with her, but after searching all the people in his hometown and around him, Ronaldo didn't find a friend who was more worthy of sympathy than Setlla.In addition to the huge amount of property in the account, what is left of her?

The Portuguese felt he had an obligation to give Setlla hope, so during a short walk around the house while helping her, he promised: "Manchester United will definitely enter the final, we will go to San Siro the day after tomorrow to play away, you have to wait for me Goal."

Setlla smiled: "I don't have to wait for you to score, I will watch."

"Go and see?" Ronaldo looked at Setlla suspiciously, and tightened his hand holding her uncertainly. Setlla can only tell him that the doctor advised her to exercise more, travel more, and improving her mood is better than any treatment.So, after obtaining Ferguson's consent, the Portuguese set off happily and full of fighting spirit.

On May 5, it was raining heavily in Milan. When Casey pushed Setlla into the box, she was glad that they wisely booked a place in advance, but the happy mood was quickly broken.In the 2th minute, Nesta made a long pass from the right side of the midfielder, and Seedorf headed back to the center from the right side of the penalty area. Kaka volleyed with his left foot 11 meters in front of the goal, and the ball hit the turf and went straight to the lower right corner. AC Milan scored a goal!

Setlla couldn't help frowning. In the first leg, they won 3:2 at Old Trafford. Milan still had 2 away goals. The total score was equalized so quickly, which was very bad for Manchester United.Sure enough, the next situation was almost one-sided. Compared with the number of shots from Manchester United that was hard to see directly, it was Milan's sharp attack.Soon, Seedorf scored the second goal. Setlla was terribly worried. With Ronaldo's strong personality, since he promised her to win before the game, she would definitely not be able to bear such a thing.

With the passing of minutes and seconds, Setlla already understood that it is impossible for Manchester United to overtake the score in today's state. She only hopes that Ronaldo can calm down.But the blow of the flying duck in his hand obviously made the immature Portuguese manic. In the second half of the second half, Milan scored another goal. Later, Ronaldo got a yellow card in the tense dispute with Gattuso.

Setlla already thought about what the media would say after the game. It must be that Ronaldinho was beaten by Kakala in terms of skills and character.In the past year, with the explosion of Ronaldo in Manchester United, more and more international football has compared him with Kaka and Messi. It seems that many people think that these three will win the highest glory in football in the future.But you have to live among them to understand that they are all different individuals. They have rich and colorful lives besides football, and football cannot be used for pure comparison.But it is undeniable that no matter how you look at it, the Son of God looks like what the media advertises. When he is on his knees, raising his hands and closing his eyes as if he is bathing in the rain, it is normal for the reporters to pamper him.He was like a sharp knife piercing the heart of the Red Devils, making people palpitating and at the same time unable to move their eyes away.

In a trance, the game is over, and Manchester United failed to realize their dream of entering the Champions League final after all.When was the last time? By the way, it was the year Beckham and Victoria got married, 1999.

Casey asked if she needed to go to the locker room to see the players, Setlla shook her head, she never wanted to make Ronaldo uncomfortable in front of so many people.She texted the Portuguese to meet him in the parking lot.Casey thoughtfully gave the two of them some time to talk alone, and went to find Ferguson first.

When Ronaldo came over with his things, he stood awkwardly in front of Setlla like an eggplant beaten by frost, and said heavily, "I'm sorry."

Setlla hooked his hands at him and made him squat down so that she could touch his head, "I don't need to be sorry, I know you will never stop pursuing, so that's fine."

Normally, Ronaldo would never allow Setlla to touch his head like this, but today he wanted to allow himself to be weak for a while.And to be honest, AC Milan's defense today is really annoying, "That Odo has been sticking to me today, as soon as he got the ball, two or three people rushed up. And their offense, that Kaka, what I hate the most Son of God!"

Setlla suddenly stiffened at the corner of his mouth, poked Ronaldo on the shoulder, and then pointed to his back.The Portuguese turned to find the Brazilian awkwardly standing behind him with his Adidas backpack on.Kaka, who had just finished bathing, had half-dried chestnut hair, fair skin and good-looking eyebrows, making her look very refreshed. Setlla smiled at him and said, "Sorry, Cristiano was just in a bad mood after the loss."

Ronaldo turned his head away with a look of disgust, saying that he didn't want to see Kaka's face.Kaka didn't mind at all, nodded towards Setlla, with a sad look in his eyes, he walked up to Setlla, causing Ronaldo to jump up like a bird in fright.

"May the love and blessings of the Lord be with you all your life, and I wish you a speedy recovery." Kaka said, crossing herself in front of her face, her smile was as warm as a breeze.

Setlla finally understood why the people would call him the Son of God, not because of his beliefs, but because he appeared in front of you, and you would feel unreasonable peace of mind, "Thank you, congratulations for entering the finals."

After Kaka left with a smile on his face, Ronaldo complained dissatisfiedly: "You actually bless him, he looks so hypocritical, how can there be such a perfect person."

"He may not be perfect, but he is beautiful." Setlla raised his hand and rubbed Ronaldo's hair, "When you have the opportunity to get along more in the future, you will definitely feel it."

This sentence later became a sentence that the Portuguese would never dare to think of. Whenever he thinks of that scene, it seems that he is tormented by double pain, which makes him wake up in pain even in his dream.It turns out that love is really such a painful thing.