football's most handsome

"Juan Diaz took control."

The flag that the goal was valid was waved, and the commentator took a deep breath: "The Portuguese team erected a wall of sighs in the midfield, and Spain was directly crushed in its own half. Terrible dominance."

"What frightened me the most was not Portugal's defense, but that just now, everyone in Portugal seemed to be possessed by a demon. The offense and defense were as smooth and natural as mercury pouring down the ground, full of deadly poison."

The 7-minute stoppage time soon expired. Portugal returned to the locker room with two goals. Everyone was amazed by Juan. He almost oppressed the whole of Spain in the first half. The defensive line also created two goals.

How can any team play safely without a goalkeeper on the field?

Juan's terrible offensive and defensive conversion success rate also surprised everyone, and almost all commentators breathed a sigh of relief during the intermission.It's not that they are fans of Spain, but that the commentary on Juan's game is really terrible. They are desperately explaining almost every minute, and it is difficult to catch their breath.

"I'm only worried about one problem right now... Is Juan really okay if he continues like this?" The commentator asked the question in everyone's mind.

And now, in the dressing room in Portugal, Scolari is asking the same question: "Juan, are you okay?"

Scolari watched Juan's match against Real Madrid in Manchester United. It can be said that that game was one of the reasons why he made up his mind to recruit Juan. However, after that game, Juan seemed to have a rest. Didn't play in a few games.

And isn't Juan's face a little pale now?

"I have no problem." Juan said in a deep voice, and then smiled after a pause, "Or you can take advantage of the intermission to replace me and take it as a holiday for me."

Juan didn't say this for no reason. Now Spain is behind by two goals. Unless Portugal's love rival makes a big mistake, the game will be a sure win. At this time, the heroes of the two goals will be separated after rest The hostility of the other party.

Scolari naturally knew what Juan meant, and nodded: "Okay, then Maniche is going to warm up later."

Maniche is a defensive midfielder, so replacing him at this time can consolidate the team's results, which is also a good thing.

Of course... In fact, their biggest problem is still in the back.

When Scolari spoke, everyone looked at Ricardo with concern at the same time: "Ricardo, how are you?"

Since leaving the field just now, Ricardo has also rested for more than 20 minutes, and his face now looks much better than the pig liver color that just left the field. He nodded and said that there seems to be no problem. He got up and gestured.

"Is Ricardo an iron crotch, so it's okay to hit?" Cristiano muttered, it sounded a little unbelievable, and outsiders like them felt very painful!

Ricardo smiled, and his words were full of rejoicing: "I also thought I was going to be useless. Fortunately, I usually have the habit of stuffing things inside."

"..." For a while, the entire locker room was silent.

Ricardo, I didn't expect you to be such a goalkeeper!Usually, she would secretly stuff things in her underwear to make herself appear bigger!We all misread you!

Scolari coughed lightly, diverting everyone's attention away from Ricardo. After all, it is the player's own freedom to put things on important parts. In other words, Portugal's goalkeepers in the next few games don't know what to do.

"What we need to do now is to consolidate our gains..."

As he spoke, Juan lowered his head and rubbed his forehead.He is too easy to worry, he would rather do everything by himself, and strive to be perfect, his daily life plus the things on the court are enough to make him upset, but he still can't rest assured that his former colleagues insisted on trying to persuade him.

After Scolari finished speaking, they left the rest of the time to themselves. Figo had nothing to say after he left the field due to a foot injury. He simply gave a few words of encouragement and let everyone prepare by themselves. This made the entire Portuguese People are not used to it, so they looked at Juan again.

Juan got up calmly: "I'm going to the bathroom."

When Juan went out, Quaresma finally couldn't bear it any longer. He turned his head and muttered to Cristiano, "What happened today? The coach didn't talk much, the captain didn't talk much, and Juan didn't even talk anymore?"

"What's there to talk about?" Cristiano rolled his eyes, "Although it's not perfect, our performance in the first half was not bad, right? And even if we don't mention our performance, think about it, at least we still have two Goals, what's there to say about a sure-win game."

"You think so?" Figo's voice suddenly came from behind, the teenager was taken aback, and turned to look at their captain.Figo rubbed his forehead helplessly: "Coach Scolari didn't say it because he knew the game would be fine. I didn't say it because I knew you wouldn't listen to it anyway. Juan didn't say it...you don't think he's gone now. A little tired?"

Juan has already returned to stand in the player tunnel, not that he is going to play early, but just looking for a ventilated place to get some air to relieve the pain in his head, but at the same time, he also heard the away player tunnel seem to be ringing When he heard footsteps, he turned his head and saw that both Juan were taken aback.

"Dias." Belleron nodded lightly, "Why are you here?"

Juan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Take a breath, how about you?"

"Me too." Belleron smiled, and Juan looked at his clothes: "Why did you put on your training clothes?"

"The coach asked me not to play in the second half of the game." Belleron said softly, his voice sounded calm and peaceful, "What about you, why are you wearing training clothes?"

"Me too." After Juan said this, both of them were silent for a while, and then they didn't know who started to chuckle.

"Fortunately, the winner was already decided in the first half, otherwise I don't know what to do." Belleron looked at the other end of the player tunnel, where there were many reporters and media waiting there. Prepared to film their situation, the two of them hid behind and talked, not showing any nervousness at all.

"Are you convinced?" Juan raised his eyebrows. He didn't think Belleron was the kind of person who was easy to compromise. Otherwise, Raul wouldn't give him such a high evaluation as "Lacoguti".

"It's impossible." Belleron said softly, "Although there are many famous coaches in the world... but Deportivo can't afford any of them. From 99 to now, Deportivo has experienced the most glorious time Duan, we have won the La Liga championship, we used to have the most gorgeous and solid team, and we even reached the semi-finals of the Champions League..."

Obviously, he has been winning all these years, why is Deporto's debt getting heavier every year?

Juan was not surprised at all. If such a big club is not well managed, it will soon fall into financial crisis. Once there is a problem with the chairman's finances, the entire team will also have a lot of problems.

It is precisely because of financial problems that Depor turned its team into a Depco supermarket and sold out all its main players to avoid bankruptcy.

But Belleron in front of him doesn't seem to care much about money?

"The money the team won may still be a bit small for running the team." Juan euphemistically reminded, "After all, the expenses of a team are huge."

"I can lower my salary." Belleron offered to propose, but Juan was helpless: "Salary reduction? Your annual salary is 20, how can you lower it?"

"20 is not bad," Belleron insisted. "The wages of players have always been sky-high. Just like me, I already earn more than most Spaniards."

Juan was dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer the words—after all, what he said was the truth.

"Actually, I still have a lot of doubts about you." Belleron said softly, "But I think, as long as it can bring good development to the club, no matter who it is."

"I don't guarantee that I can bring any development to Depor." Juan finally couldn't help but replied, "As you know, I am just a player who is about to retire. Maybe in comparison, yours The chairman told me to help him make money to pay off his debts, which is more appropriate."

"You can make money?" Belleron was at a loss again, and Juan suddenly felt a little helpless.

...Well, when it comes to making money, someone is really not conscious at all: "Everyone in Lacoli can make money, it just depends on whether you like it or not. I know you don't like business very much." Football, but the development of the club always needs funds, right? Did you also sponsor a few children, that also needs funds, right?"

To be reasonable, he doesn't want his mouth to be full of money. After all, he never relies on his mouth to make money, but on his brain, but he wants to open up the elm lump in front of him. For the long-term development of Laco, he also wants to say a few words of.

I haven't become the head coach yet, why is it so hard?Juan said helplessly, "The current situation of Laco can no longer be solved by recruiting people from the youth training. I will try my best to make money for Laco, and I will not force you to do anything."

The players of the two teams came out of the locker room one after another. Seeing the two of them standing in the player tunnel and seeming to be chatting, they were taken aback, but several of them knew it clearly. Ladd smiled in the direction, and walked back silently. Capdevila saw his captain hurried over to ask something, and then he was in a bad mood.

Juan looked at the situation over there from a distance, and was about to turn around when he heard a "hey", and his three good friends stood behind him and smiled at him.

"Not playing in the second half?"

"No more." Juan smiled at them, seeing Morientes opening his mouth to say something, he immediately made a pause gesture: "Stop Morun, in any case, what you did on the field was right, don't What are you thinking about?"

Spaniards are basically enthusiastic and have a very unrestrained atmosphere, but I don’t know if his friends are all weird. Enthusiasm is enthusiasm and unrestrained. Raul has evolved into a black belly, and Moron has degenerated into a After leaving the honest man, Cassie turned to the old lady's style, while Guti started his own way of firecrackers.

What a sin...

"You won't be in the second half!" Cassie sounded very happy? ?

Juan reached out and patted the gloating man's head, very calmly: "Igor, I hope you will be poured [-] balls as soon as possible."

"!!!"

At the beginning of the second half, Maniche replaced Juan, and the captain's armband, which was worn on his arm for a while, was handed over. This time, there was no doubt on the field. Rui Costa, as a senior, still led the midfield , Naturally, he will wear it.

Ricardo was also able to play. The moment he saw him, everyone on the field gave a standing ovation for his professionalism and devotion to the post.Ricardo also looked sanctimonious and waved to the audience. As a goalkeeper, it is rare for him to have such a coquettish opportunity. The Portuguese players who knew the inside story expressed their contempt.

At the beginning of the second half of the game, Portugal has used up two substitutions. Figo and Juan are both sitting off the court, but for the current situation, their end is not as important as the end of the opposite Belleron.

"Spain is now relying on Belleron to open the situation. Why did Seth suddenly replace him?" Scolari was very puzzled. He has now sat back on the coach's bench, and behind him is Hu Ann, this question was naturally also asked by Juan. He also saw the conversation between the two people in the player tunnel just now, but the conversation was over when he arrived.

No one answered him, but there was a sound of plastic bags, and Scolari looked back suspiciously.

Juan took out a large bag of snacks from nowhere, and was about to open it, when he turned his head and naturally handed the bag forward: "Here, eat a little to relieve tension."

Scolari didn't know what to say at this time, so he could only reach out to grab some snacks from the bag and put them in his mouth. The sweet taste immediately filled his mouth, and he was caught off guard by a sweet bite. Scolari said vaguely: "Do you know?"

"Know what?" Juan raised his eyebrows, and handed his bag forward again, "This is the walnut candy I brought specially, it can replenish your brain power a little bit, coach, would you like some?"

Scolari choked for a moment, but out of face, he reached out to take the two pieces: "That's why Seth changed to Belleron."

"I know." Juan's understatement drew everyone's attention, but when he lifted the bag for the third time, everyone shrank their necks subconsciously. "My sister sent me plums. It will be more refreshing to have one during the competition."

Scolari does not doubt that he has him. Although the first two flavors are very sweet, and he still has a bit of high blood sugar, it is still very good in terms of taste.But when the third thing entered his mouth, Scolari's eyes widened suddenly, and he unconsciously covered his face with both hands, and began to wave his arms up and down with a grim expression.

"Wait, what happened on the Portuguese coaching bench?" The commentator also noticed Scolari who was baring his teeth and claws on the Portuguese coaching bench, "Scolari is poisoned? But let's look at the bench. They don't seem to be responding, what's wrong?"

The players on the field knew what was going on just by looking at the big screen. They all lowered their heads and quickly continued the game—what could it be? If there is something you don't want to do, it will divert other people's attention like this!

Especially Cassie, he knew what was going on as soon as he saw Scolari's expression: "Two sweet and one sour hat trick...he is still playing this!"

"what is that?"

Cassie glanced at the people around him, and his heart was full of embarrassment - he was also the one who fell for many of Juan's moves: "You also know who Juan is, he looks serious, but in fact he is full of bad water... This is also the case. One of his tricks."

When people tell him some important things but he doesn't want to answer, Juan will try his best to sell his snacks to people. At the beginning, he will give people two kinds of snacks that are very sweet but have a good taste. Snacks, people can't help but want to try the third one.

And at this moment, Juan will say something to divert attention, so that people will not pay attention to the third snack subconsciously, and put it directly in their mouths.

The result... the third is super sour plums, or some other weird and unacceptable taste, and when mixed with the sweetness in the mouth, basically every person who is recruited has a wonderful expression.

Juan used this trick often when he was in Real Madrid, and when he first came to the national team, he also used this trick to bring down many people. In retrospect, it was thanks to his good looks, good skills, and good personality Have no bad intentions, otherwise, you would have been beaten to death long ago.

Cristiano was one of the few people who didn't know the situation, but he saw that the seniors around him looked sad, and none of them seemed worried, so he let go of his heart and continued the game, although what they had to do now was to defend the city , But for Portugal, offense is much simpler than defense.

Off the field, Scolari was almost knocked out of his body by a plum, and the Portuguese players on the field were also scared out of their wits by Raul.Spain's mainstay did not know where he found his form, and quickly entered the penalty area with the ball. At this moment, everyone in Portugal who could be surrounded was stopped outside. In front of him were only Ricardo and Cardo. Vallo!

To be honest, Ricardo's throat is still a little tight when he sees Raul now. After all, although he is cushioned, he is still curled up in pain underneath, and he can only rest for a while before he recovers.

So when he saw Raul this time, his first reaction was not to attack, but to block his crotch...Of course, everyone can understand this, but Raul is ready to shoot!

With a "bang", Ricardo looked blankly at his hand.

He didn't block Raul's ball, he didn't even have time to reach out, but Raul's ball was pushed out of the sideline.

At that time, a red light flashed in front of him, and then he heard a crisp sound, and when he turned his head to look, his eyes were almost red.

"Carvalho!"

It was Carvalho. In order to resist the inevitable goal of Raul, he almost flew out and pushed the football out with his head.But at the same time, because he couldn't stop, he hit the goal post directly.

I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune. When he was about to hit him, Carvalho tilted his head to avoid the tragedy of his head being hit. As a result, his shoulder hit the goalpost hard, and there was a rattling sound... the bones were dislocated up.

The game was suspended, and everyone looked in his direction to see what was going on. This game can be said to be a rare and intense game, although for the sport of football, whether it is a red card, penalty kick or injury is a common thing , But it is rare to have so many injuries in a game like the Portuguese team.

Portugal's team doctor was very reliable. After groping for a while, Carvalho stood up again and was able to continue the game. Seeing the team doctor go back, the talents on the bench sat back with a sigh of relief.

Due to his foot injury, Figo stood and sat a little slower than others, so he immediately noticed Juan who was still eating behind.

"Juan, why aren't you nervous at all?" Figo asked this question really helplessly, although he also knew that his teammates often looked calm, but now is the time to calm down?

"I'm nervous," Juan replied, "but I can't do anything but eat snacks nervously."

Eating snacks→something happened on the field→eating snacks nervously?

...sounds like a bit of logic.Figo thought for a while and reached out to him: "Give me some sugar, no plums!"

"...Is the Portuguese bench having a tea party?" The commentary in the live broadcast room was helpless. Although the camera often floated on the Portuguese bench at the beginning, I thought it should be very calm, but every time it was captured. to new highlights.

Just horrible.

But maybe it was their calmness—to put it nicely, to be calm, to put it badly to be heartless—the spirit was contagious on the court, and everyone on the court gradually calmed down, and the game went on in an orderly manner. in progress.

Juan was still paying attention to his mobile phone while eating snacks, so he didn't worry about the situation on the field at all. After all, if he could still lose with two goals in hand, then the entire field would be cleaned up.

He sighed secretly when he saw Greece 1-1 Russia, and looked up at the time.

If nothing else, this second half is the rest of Spain's current European Cup.

The final whistle blew and Portugal 2-0 Spain ended the game.In the second half, after Spain lacked Belleron, the entire team could not speed up at all. In addition, Puyol was missing in the defense line. It is already very difficult to maintain this score in a situation of ten against eleven.

The fans are obviously very excited. After all, judging from Portugal's performance this time, they are very likely to win the European Cup at their doorstep!

Amidst the singing of the fans, the Portuguese were about to leave the field. Juan also noticed that Raul, Moron and Cassie started running towards him again, each faster than the other, as if they were going to grab something?

Before Juan could react, there was already a person standing in front of him. Under the eyes of the three resentful people, Belleron smiled and said, "Can we exchange jerseys?"

"My honor." Juan smiled and pulled him straight to the locker room. It's okay to change clothes, but he doesn't have the habit of getting naked in public.

It's not that I'm sorry, it's just that it feels weird...

Beleron also understood him, and followed him with a smile. The shielding aura of these two people was so strong that they didn't even notice Cassie's resentful eyes.

After exchanging jerseys with Belleron, Juan was about to change clothes, but just as he took off his vest, a person rushed up behind him crying: "Juan!!"

The people who subconsciously avoided only heard a loud noise, and someone fell directly into his cabinet. Juan stretched his head and took a look, half disgusted and half helpless, he reached out and grabbed the man's back collar and lifted him out :"what you up to……"

The person who fell into his closet was Cristiano. He touched his sore nose with a look of grievance: "Coach Scolari said he wanted me to attend the press conference..."

Cristiano's performance in this game also contributed a lot. It can be said that as a midfielder, Cristiano's performance is enough to make the entire football world look sideways. It is indeed a good thing for him to go when Figo is injured and inconvenient. a good choice.

"Just go, it's enough to praise the team." Juan was very strange, although no one wanted to go to the Shura field where he would be punished if he said something wrong, but there was no way to deal with it. Why does Cristiano look unhappy?

"Will you go with me?" Cristiano's thoughts were also very simple. Although his performance was not bad, there would be no harm without comparison. Juan's performance in the first half was enough to make the reporters' recording pens excited exploded.

If Juan was there, he would be much more relaxed!

Juan naturally understood what he meant, and nodded helplessly despite the child's torture.Scolari was waiting for the two of them outside. Juan took a piece of clothing and put it on and was about to leave. Cristiano hesitated: "Uh, Juan, why don't you change your clothes...?"

The captain of his family is also big-hearted, and he put on the Spanish jersey and prepared to go out as soon as he grabbed it.

"No more." Juan grabbed it again, put on his training coat and left, "Hurry up and finish the interview, we have to come back to take a shower."

When the three of them arrived at the scene, the scene was already very hot. The three of them stood behind the door for a while and dared not go out. They looked at each other several times.

"...What's going on outside, an explosion?" Scolari was a little suspicious when he heard the voice in his ears.

"Maybe the reporters exploded." Juan replied calmly. At this moment, they heard the Spanish coach yelled angrily: "This is a fucking retired player?! If this is the case, everyone should retire!"

"I'll say it again for the last time, Belleron's end is because of his disagreement with my tactical philosophy, not for other reasons!"

"Raul is the leader of the national team and no one can replace him! That's all I have to say!"

Hearing that the other end seemed to be leaving the table, Juan quickly pushed Cristiano. After the unsuspecting Portuguese teenager was pushed like this, the door opened, and everyone's attention was focused on this direction.

Just as Juan was about to turn around and let Scolari come in first, he saw that Scolari had already retreated several meters, gestured "Come on" at them, and left in a hurry.

"..." Juan suddenly felt that he had been tricked? ?

Coach Where are you going, Coach? ?

However, it was too late to struggle now, those people noticed them, and he and Cristiano could only bite the bullet and walk in.

When he walked into the scene, he found that Spain was already in a mess. Seth was standing alone in front of the stage in Spain and was glaring at the media in front of him—maybe because he felt that the instigator had arrived, so the object of his glaring changed. Became Juan.

Seeing that there was no way to escape, Juan and Cristiano could only sit down. Seth, who was about to leave, seemed to remember something, and sat down with a sneer, obviously planning to watch a good show.

Sure enough, the first person to stand up is a very difficult question: "Congratulations to Portugal for winning the game and qualifying for the first place in the group! We know that before the game, Mr. Dias and Ronaldo seemed to be in the player tunnel. What ceremony, do you think victory is related to this?"

ceremony?The two of them froze for a moment, and quickly reacted.

No wonder Juan asked him to attend the press conference before the game!Cristiano burst into tears in his heart: "No, it's just that my earrings fell off and I'm looking for earrings!"

How can he say that he is close to the hometown and is cowardly, secretly looking at what is going on outside, so he will not be laughed to death by the reporters!

"Then Juan, who do you think is the biggest contributor to the whole game?"

"Ricardo," Juan said without hesitation, "he is a true warrior, our hero, he is a great man..."