football's most handsome

June 6th is coming soon. Throughout the whole day, Cristiano was in a very tense state. Scolari was a little worried, so he went to find Juan and the others to talk and ask what was going on. Juan was taken aback.

"Isn't it normal for him to be nervous?"

"Are you sure?" Scolari also raised his eyebrows. After all, although the brat was nervous, he never showed it in front of him, and he could digest it in minutes.

"Of course it's okay," Juan smiled, "he's just a little... close to home."

Although most of the memories that Sporting Lisbon left for him are not very good, after all, he grew up here, and then he can usher in his own transformation at Manchester United.

——And now, he has once again returned to Sporting Lisbon's home stadium, the Alvared Stadium.

Juan has also heard about Cristiano's not-so-good years and teenage years, but he also knows that the Portuguese No. 17 has stepped out of his shadow anyway.

"No matter what, you should go and talk to him." Scolari was very worried. After all, Cristiano is the hope of the whole of Portugal now. He is indispensable on the sidelines, as Portugal's relatively powerful offensive means One, if there is a problem with Portugal's No. 17, it will affect the performance of the entire team.

Juan nodded, turned around and went to find his teammates. Cristiano and Quaresma were stretching each other's legs. Seeing Juan approaching them, both of them straightened up.

He smiled and patted Cristiano: "Come on, I have something to tell you."

Cristiano froze, touched his head and followed him to the edge of the court: "What's wrong?"

"The coach is worried about you." Juan said bluntly, "He is very worried about your current situation."

Cristiano froze for a moment, then smiled clearly: "It's okay, I'm not representing the Red Devils to play against Lisbon."

Juan raised his eyebrows and looked at him for a while, until Cristiano felt his hair stand on end before continuing: "That's the best, you just keep calm."

After all, he came back this time to win glory for the country, and in the end at Sporting Lisbon, the Portuguese teenager still had a very good time.

As night fell, the bus came quietly, and the Portuguese fans outside had begun to shout, quite hysterically, especially when they saw Juan coming out in a training outfit.

"Juan!" "Juan! Will you play today?!"

Juan paused, nodded in the direction of the fans, and then boarded the car amidst huge cheers and noises. His appearance was obviously a surprise, and the fans paid more attention to tonight's game.

"Actually, the current situation in Spain is not very good." On the bus, the players either wore headphones to listen to music, or waved to the fans who were chasing cars all the way outside. Only the coaching staff gathered together and started the final emergency discussion A meeting - the result is that the first sentence will be a little bit, and Scolari said such a sentence.

In this regard, Juan gave this answer: "When will the situation in Spain be better?"

There have been no representative figures in Spanish football for more than 20 years. The only ray of hope and dawn over the years is Raul. He is the pillar of the whole of Spain. It can be said that his state directly affects the whole of Spain. play.

It’s just that for Raul, the national team is already considered a burden, and its only function is to affect his own performance. After the game density increases, Raul’s injury probability will also increase, but how old is he?Obviously Spain still has his back.

"In the last game against Greece, if it weren't for Vereron's shocking long-range shot, it is still a question of whether Spain can win the game."

"It is indeed the case... But I have to say that Greece is also a difficult opponent to deal with, and it is also very hard for Spain to win."

"I can only say one thing, that game would have been much better with Guti on the scene."

Listening to the coaching staff criticizing the Spanish team, Juan couldn't help laughing bitterly. After all, the team is all his friends, so it's not good to say anything. When Scolari turned his head, he He said directly: "Spain is not easy to deal with, especially in this game. If they lose, they can only be out with Russia."

When it comes to this, the audience is a little bit embarrassed. After all, when the group first came out, everyone thought that Spain would definitely occupy a position, and then Portugal would occupy a position. Then their group would be happy, but it seems that it is not the case now. so.

Spain is in danger and may lose at any time, and Greece is chasing after it. If you are not careful, you can capsize Spain in the gutter, especially when Greece has another game against Russia.

If they win this game, it's okay to say, if they lose, they really can only compete with Greece on goal difference.

"Indeed, it was said in ancient books that the underdog will win, we still have to be careful." Scolari said very seriously, and almost everyone stared at him blankly.

"Did you just say a proverb?" "..."

In the Alvared Stadium, the fans have begun to enter the stadium in an orderly manner. When they saw the player bus approaching from a distance, they were still waving their national flags or scarves excitedly - they didn't know that they needed scarves in summer. What's the use - shouting "Come on Portugal!"

"Welcome everyone to the Alvared Stadium!" The commentary in the live broadcast room was very excited. After all, this is the first time that Sporting Lisbon's home stadium has ushered in such a big international event. "The players of both teams have entered the locker room to prepare. , this is also the first time Cristiano Ronaldo has returned here after leaving Sporting Lisbon, I wonder how he feels?"

"We can see that there are many fans holding posters of Ronaldo and Figo, but we look carefully, it seems that there is no Juan? This is really surprising... Oh forget it, when I didn't say .” When the camera swept past, Juan’s group of posters appeared.

There is a group of fans—obviously, the proportion of women is higher than that of men—waving photos or banners of Juan in their hands, bouncing there and singing the song Manchester United made for Juan, which makes the live broadcast room look a little bit Surprise: "Juan himself doesn't seem to have formed an industrial chain, and his posters haven't been released yet, so fans who love him can only use photos to ease the pain of lovesickness."

Juan, who was criticized by the live broadcast for not forming an "industrial chain", what is he doing at this moment?

He was talking with Cristiano in his arms, and the brat, who said he was fine, was quiet all the way in the car. This was simply impossible—everyone knew that this kid was a chatterbox, and he couldn't stop talking so much.

"Cristiano, what's wrong with you?"

Facing Juan's very concerned inquiry, the Portuguese teenager opened his mouth, bowed his head and couldn't say anything.

"...Forget it," Juan gave up on himself. Anyway, he left the stadium after the game. Anyway, after leaving, Cristiano's problem should be solved.

But just as he was about to leave, a hand grabbed the corner of his clothes. Before he had time to turn around, he heard the child ask nervously, "Juan... Do you think people outside will boo me?"

Hearing the child's question, Juan's first reaction was to laugh.

Is it because I'm afraid of this?Maybe he was frightened by the scene where their captain was thrown a pig's head when they returned to Camp Nou, so he was always so uneasy.

"No." Juan suppressed a smile and patted him on the head. In order to avoid making his teammates angry by laughing out loud, Juan held back very hard: "In any case, you came back this time to win glory for the country, no People will boo you...and you walked away with a clear conscience, what are you afraid of?"

"But..." Cristiano was still a little worried. Juan gave everyone a helpless smile, and pulled the kid who had just changed out of the dressing room.

Standing in the player tunnel, surrounded by Portuguese singing outside, Cristiano took a deep breath under Juan's signal, and then secretly looked at the situation on the field from the backstage.

Juan didn't lie down there looking through the gap like him, but stood there generously. The photographer at the player tunnel seemed to have noticed them. Just as he was about to walk here, Juan was already smiling He stretched out his hand to express silence, then pointed to the position of Cristiano, and the photographers backed away.

Although their profession required them to step forward at this time, the honor of the country made them unable to bear to step back and leave, leaving them a quiet space.

When they all retreated to the exit of the player tunnel again, everyone couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other: "I don't know what Juan is doing, is he taking Cristiano for special training before the game?" ?”

"It's possible. Maybe it's an effective custom or something."

"But what is Cristiano doing lying on the ground?"

"Whatever he does, anyway, after the game is over, shouldn't we just ask at the press conference after the game?"

Cristiano finally saw enough of the situation outside, he got up and touched his head, the worry on his face was much less, Juan rubbed his head with a smile: "Don't worry?"

"Hmm!" Cristiano nodded heavily, and was about to say something when Juan said softly, "Okay then, go to the post-match press conference with Coach Scolari."

"Ah?" Cristiano was stunned, "Shouldn't it be you or the captain?"

"Some things are better for you to solve by yourself..." Juan patted him heavily on the shoulder, "Go, go back to the locker room, the coach should speak."

As soon as they returned to the locker room, coach Scolari came in. He coughed lightly: "Today's starting lineup... goalkeeper Ricardo, defenders Miguel, Carvalho, Andrade, Val Lunt; midfielders Deco, Dias, Ronaldo; forwards Figo, Postiga, Quaresma."

After he signed up for the list, several people were stunned, and then looked at Juan - listening to this configuration, coach Scolari wants to play an aggressive 4-3-3 formation today, and the most important thing is to mobilize The team's offense and defense, and the person who organizes the team's offensive system seem to have become Juan.

"Coach..." Just as Juan was about to stand up and say something, Scolari patted him on the shoulder and motioned him to sit down: "I know you are all skeptical, why should I let Juan be the core of this game?" use."

Although Juan has always been trained as Portugal's core and the next captain, since Juan's physical problems, he has automatically and consciously given up his position. The most obvious manifestation is that in the past During games, he shared a room with Figo, but now he shares a room with an assistant coach.

Scolari also knows that Juan can't work hard for the national team for a long time, but now the Portuguese team's top priority is to win this game——

Although they have already decided on a qualifying spot, but when he thinks of the possible sniping in the quarter-finals, he feels that in order to avoid the No.1 that may appear in several other groups, he still needs to be more on the safe side Better to win this game.

"Juan has at least received relevant training in the national team, and he also does related work in the club." Scolari explained, "The real-time control on the court later, you guys Just listen to Juan."

In fact, he also knows that compared to him as an outsider, Juan will have greater prestige among the players. At the beginning, he still doubted whether Juan could control those veterans, but after two consecutive games, he If he can no longer see the whole team's confidence in Juan, he is not worthy of being the head coach.

Given time, this man will surely become a Portuguese legend.

--Pity.

Although Scolari thought so, he didn't reveal anything on his face, and his voice was still very steady: "Also, you must pay attention to defense during the game, especially Belleron and Raul. From the audience's point of view, the two of them are the most dangerous. Well, that's about all there is to say, let's go, come on Portugal!"

"Come on Portugal!" The audience responded with a loud bang.

Players from the two teams stood in the player tunnel one after another. When they saw Juan, many people in Spain were stunned. Some smiled at him friendly, and some turned their heads with a cold snort. After a glance, he finally walked towards Spain.

... Cassie's hand nearly snapped off.

Although he didn't start this game, the man in the substitute vest is still alive and kicking, vowing that the position of the national team will definitely be his in the future!Juan couldn't help but sneered and patted him on the head: "It was yours during the World Cup, who made you not know how to cherish it."

In the 02 World Cup, Casillas played as the No. 21 goalkeeper and swallowed six eggs, but this really cannot be blamed on Cassie. He was only [-] at the time, and such a young goalkeeper is rare in the World Cup.

"Bah." Cassie was indignant. He didn't want to mention it. If it hadn't been for Portugal in the group stage, Spain would have been so miserable, scoring six goals in three games?

"Okay, Igor, you go and sit outside quickly, lest the staff come to call you later." Raul deliberately came from the front and patted Cassie on the head. He is the captain of Spain, and he cannot follow his own The location has left, but I can still take a look in the name of Cassie.

Cassie was slapped a few times by him and ran away with pouting lips. Juan looked at his back helplessly: "Raul, you really... worked hard."

"I guess you will have to work harder next season." Raul pointed out something, and Juan looked up. He is now standing at the end of the entire team, and the other Juan is quietly standing in the Spanish team He seemed to have noticed his gaze. The person in front looked back and smiled in the direction of the two of them. Huang Ruo turned his head back without incident.

"..." Juan and Raul looked at each other and bent down at the same time.

"You mean the Belerons are difficult?" Juan asked in a low voice.

"It's not difficult to get along with, but you know, he is no different from an ascetic monk." Raul replied in a low voice. "It's not a matter of a day or two for Real Madrid to buy him, but he has been refusing to leave. He would rather cut his salary and stay in Deportivo... How should I put it, he looks like he is going to die in Deportivo, and he has a bit of a personality. Weird, but people aren't bad."

Juan raised his eyebrows, and his voice was a bit weird: "You mean... he might be the gentle version of Jose in Deportivo?" In fact, there is nothing wrong with being like Guti, at least it proves his absolute loyalty to the club, But the biggest problem arose——

Raul nodded heavily: "And he seems to be more stubborn than Jose, Luke, that Luke who has been sitting on the bench, isn't he also from Deportivo? But he seems to be planning to transfer , As a result, Belleron hasn't spoken to him until now..."

It sounds interesting.Juan raised his eyebrows: "If this is the case, I will pay attention to it."

Raul nodded, turned around and ran back to the front of the team amidst the shouts of Morientes.

"Juan, is that the captain of Spain?" When he returned to the team, Cristiano finally couldn't help stretching his head over, "You look so young!"

"He's still young, what's the matter?" Juan didn't know what his point was, so he could only reply in this way.

"At what age did he become the captain of the national team?"

"About 23 years old." Juan suddenly felt a little bad, but before he had time to speak, he heard his teammate said carelessly: "Oh, no wonder, I thought all the captains were as old as our captains. Woolen cloth."

Juan immediately subconsciously turned his head to look at the front of the team.

Although Cristiano stood at the back of the team because of his habits, and the captain needed to stand at the forefront because of his identity, it should be inaudible, but Juan saw it with his own eyes...

Captain, the pole of the small flag of the national team will be crushed by you.

Juan sighed helplessly, and patted the kid on the head: "Hurry up and stand behind, perform well during the game, and pass the ball to the captain more."

"Okay," Cristiano grinned, "Take care of the elderly, I understand, don't worry!"

Juan didn't even have the heart to look back at the captain. In fact, his teammates had already started to hold back their laughter, and each of them endured it very hard. As far as Juan glimpsed from the corner of his eye, they were all trembling like they had epilepsy. Opposite Spain is not much better.

Sigh...how does he feel like Cristiano is preparing to end his career every day?

"Players from the two teams enter the field! Let's take a look at the starting lists of the two teams for this game..." There was an exclamation in the live broadcast room, "Scolari can be considered bold, Postiga and Quares immediately Although his performance at the end of the game was remarkable, it wasn't to the point where he could put the two together on the field with confidence, right?"

"And let Ronaldo retreat to the midfield, is he crazy..."

"Juan's position seems to be on the front side, what is Scolari going to do?"

"Compared to the Portuguese team roster that gave us a lot of surprises, Spain is relatively normal here." The commentator looked at the roster in his hand, "In fact, Spain's choice of goalkeeper may be taking risks, although Canizares He is a veteran, so it is safer, but in terms of strength, Real Madrid's teenager Iker Casillas has a higher save success rate."

"Seth may just want to experience the feeling of heartbeat." The commentary partner said very cautiously, "Besides, in the 02 World Cup, when Cassie played for the country for the first time, it seemed that the commentary at that time was not good. How do you trust him? Maybe because of the poor performance in the last World Cup, Seth avoided Cassie."

"I understand the truth, but there are too few starters produced by Real Madrid this year, right?" The commentator looked at the information, "Let's take a look at today's Spanish starters. The goalkeeper Canizares is from Valencia. The defender is from Valencia. Online, Capdevila is from Deportivo, Herguera is from Real Madrid, Puyol is from Barcelona, ​​Marchena is from Valencia..."

"Midfielder Albelda Valencia player, Xavi Barcelona player, Valeron Deportivo player, frontcourt Raul Real Madrid player, Torres Atletico Madrid player, Morientes Monaco player." The commentary partner sighed , "There are only two people in the entire starting list. Of course, Barcelona is not much better. Is the era of La Liga double heroes over now?"

"Not necessarily." Although the commentary was talking about possibilities, he used the most certain tone, "Barcelona and Real Madrid cost a lot of money to build, and it is absolutely impossible to be under pressure for a long time. Just wait and see."

"Okay, let's turn the topic back to the game...Spain kicked off, and Xavi was the one with the ball. Barcelona's midfield core seems to have gradually honed their momentum, and they can face the team calmly. Make judgments and deal with it. But right now, the biggest problem he has to face is not the team... but Juan, Juan Diaz."

"Dias' position today is relatively forward, almost close to the front midfielder. What is Scolari trying to do, transform Juan?"

"Actually, considering Juan's current situation, the transformation is useless. It would be more enjoyable to use it directly... Ah, wait, Juan broke Harvey's ball!"

The audience erupted in an instant, and before many fans even had time to stand up, they saw a pop flash across the field and landed at Cristiano's feet!

"It's unbelievable, how he did it! We found that if it was a one-on-one, Juan hardly left any gaps, and he rarely ran up the field, and always played in the back field. Intercepting the ball and passing it on to someone next to you, but we've seen accidents, like when Manchester United were away at Real Madrid... well, Juan started running!"

After Juan transferred the ball to Cristiano, he started to run forward. Of course, he didn't mean to look down on his teammates, nor did he doubt whether he could pass the interception. It was just that Juan couldn't help but think of who the opponent was. I can't help but worry about it.

In any case, it is true that Cristiano can't pass Puyol.And Belleron, if the ball is passed to Belleron's feet, Spain will be much more difficult to deal with than it is now.

However, when he started to run, a figure beside him followed closely. Juan glanced at him for a moment, and couldn't help slowing down.

"Nino?" There is a reason for Juan to be so surprised. Fernando Torres is not a defensive player. He should be waiting for an opportunity in the Portuguese penalty area with Raul and Morientes at this time. Will suddenly run out?

"Long time no see." Torres took the time to return him with a smile. The relationship between the two of them is also very good. After all, Atletico Madrid and Real Madrid often meet whether they are in the first team or in the youth training.

——It is worth mentioning that the tall guy with blond hair and a shy smile in front of him is actually a black-bellied master, the kind who can kill his friends without blinking. Juan once Almost fell into his trap.

Seeing that there seemed to be a problem ahead, Juan took a deep breath and immediately accelerated. Torres was chasing after him. In an emergency, Juan patted Carvalho on the shoulder when he passed through. Carvalho was at a loss. Turning around, he felt a gust of wind whizzing past in front of him. Before he could figure it out, Torres came head-on.

No matter what happened, at least stop Torres right?

The rookie Carvalho thought so, and took a step across to stop the person. Torres was caught off guard and directly bumped into the person, and his nose hit the person's shoulder blade. Stepping forward, there were physiological tears in his eyes, which made Carvalho stunned for a while.

This guy is so good looking...

wrong!Carvalho shivered. He thought of his teammate Juan of the same color, and suddenly became sober.

Good-looking people may be more pleasing to the eye as opponents, but once there is a standard "good-looking people must not be messed with" template among his teammates, Carvalho quickly wakes up and takes a few steps back.

Anyway, he has successfully intercepted this person now!

After throwing off Torres, Juan quickly crossed the half court. At this moment, Cristiano, Quaresma and Postiga were trying to break through the defense, but no matter what method they used, the four defenders could not There are few problems, after all, they grew up in such a cruel and fierce environment as La Liga.

Cristiano tried a breakthrough for the second time, but his proud footwork seemed to have no effect in front of Puyol. The person in front of him was as calm as a rock, and Cristiano naturally know why.

The man in front of him...he has a teammate named Ronaldinho, and in terms of footwork, he is the number one football elf in the world.

After another attempt to break through failed, Cristiano protected the ball under his feet in a bit of embarrassment. In fact, his dribbling is not very good, and every time the opponent player may steal the ball every minute, so in order to avoid this Under the circumstances, he can only retreat.

When taking two steps back, Puyol followed up almost immediately. Cristiano looked up hastily, only to see a Portuguese jersey from far to near, and subconsciously his eyes lit up and gave the ball away.

The ball was less than five centimeters away from Puyol's toes, but now he could only watch the ball fly away, and the person the ball flew towards was impressive—Puyol's pupils shrank suddenly.

Juan Diaz.

In fact, he is very at odds with this person. After all, he is also a backcourt player, and there will inevitably be comparisons. But Puyol made a careful comparison. When he first played, did he perform so well and calmly? .

The final result was negative.

Defensive players like them actually get better and more mature the more they practice, but Juan Diaz seems to have shown an unreasonable calmness from the very beginning.

And compared to the average defensive player, he is too aggressive.

Take the present as an example. The next moment he got the ball, Juan raised his feet high. The posture was very familiar. Puyol even tensed his muscles. Cristiano took advantage of the chaos and looked back. The people behind were confused for a moment.

Is he going to save the ball, or is he going to run away?

The Portuguese teenager was still in doubt, when he heard a hissing in his ears, something tore the air and passed him by, he only felt his forearm was burned like a fire, and it was burning hot, and he looked up, Canizares is getting up in frustration, taking the ball from the goal and throwing it out in anger.

Portugal 1:0 Spain!

"al!! Juan Diaz! He seems to have fully started to show his aggressiveness, anyway, this is the most scoring midfielder I have ever seen, and it is also the most complete midfielder I have ever seen !"

With the roar of the on-site commentary, the Portuguese people in the audience boiled like a pot of boiling water, holding the national flag and waving in their hands. Many fans even happily grabbed the people around them and started kissing and hugging.

After Juan scored a goal, he ran two steps along the sideline, and was quickly overwhelmed by his teammates. Everyone came up to hug him and congratulate him. Only Cristiano, who didn't think long, jumped on him. , Hooked him and wouldn't let go: "Juan, carry me around for half the time!"

Juan patted the young general's butt helplessly, and ran with his back for a while before he calmed down.