football's most handsome

Juan was stunned, looked at the situation in Greece, and found that they all looked like hell, so he knew that this was Basinas's sudden thought, not that he would not play in the second half, maybe I couldn't change the jersey anymore, so I readily agreed.

"That's great! I'll go to your locker room after the game..." Basinas was very happy. He wanted to change jerseys with Juan a long time ago, but the situation in the last game was not suitable for rash actions. To guard against his teammates who are ready to move, he can only act first!

Juan froze for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, just remember to come here."

Seeing that Basinas got Juan's jersey so easily, the people on both sides were stunned, but before they could react, the staff had already told them to go on the field quickly, and there was no one on the field. I felt something was wrong, but when the Greek side stood up and subconsciously looked up to find Juan, who was the only one on the other side who was more recognizable, I discovered the problem in a daze.

— Where is Juan?

Where is Juan Dias?

"God, who can tell me why Juan Dias is sitting on the edge of the court, and he is still holding a big bag of snacks?" The commentary in the live broadcast room was also very emotional, "Tell everyone honestly, I I have been commenting for nearly ten years, and in my career as a commentator, this is the first time I have seen such a player who has no burden in his heart."

"I have also commented for more than seven years, and it is not uncommon to see players with high psychological quality," his partner sighed, "but it is the first time I have seen such a good psychological quality. He started on the spot and was replaced at halftime, as if he himself had prepared for it, he just brought a big bag of snacks out to eat..."

"Ah, I know why." The commentator smiled clearly, "Didn't Juan always say that he was always exhausted? Generally speaking, that pack of snacks is the source of his energy."

"Is that so? So Juan can still play on the court if he has a snack bag?"

"Not necessarily. Generally, this bag is brought to the coach's bench in advance, and he will eat it after he is off."

"Then is there any special effect after eating this?"

The commentator turned his head and looked at his partner with a very unspeakable expression: "...you guess?"

The situation on the court was changing rapidly, and they were able to tease Juan at the beginning of the game. After all, this game was expected to be anxious, and the only unexpected thing was that Scolari actually gave Juan Changed the game, otherwise the current situation might be more calm.

Of course, now that Juan’s end has become a certainty, it’s impossible for them to say that they’re just focusing on pursuing this matter on the court. In fact, their main attention is now on the game. It seems that Juan's constraints behind him are more relaxed, and he seized the opportunity to launch a strong attack.

"Crisis in Portugal! Venetidis is heading towards the Portuguese half with the ball, and around him are Zagorakis and Yanakopoulos! My god the name is long... oh Carvalho stepped forward to defend, the Portuguese teenager performed very well in the European Cup, he is now playing for Porto in the Portuguese Super League, but as far as we know, he will follow his teacher Mourinho to Chelsea next season Break into the Premier League!"

"Carvalho's playing style is similar to that of a sweeper. He is good at outflanking and sometimes leading the ball to launch a counterattack. Once Juan is not on the field, he can take on Juan's responsibility and help the team eliminate dissidents. .”

"Hey, your words about eradicating dissidents are very scary..." The commentator partner reluctantly followed up, "But the Greek player calmly drove Carvalho away with two passes. In this regard, he still has a lot to offer. There is room for improvement."

"Yes, compared to Juan, he is weaker in holding the ball and not very strong in defense, but as a defender, it is not fair to compare him with Juan as a defensive midfielder."

Indeed, at the same age, Juan's one-on-one ability with the ball can be said to be crushing. At the same time, he can also complete the ball-handling advance directly from the backcourt, improving the team's offensive advancement speed, and can be played at any time on the court. Can play the role of midfield engine, of course, the most important thing is that his defensive ability is also excellent, if nothing else, Juan should be the next superstar in today's football.

"It's a pity, it's a pity." The two commentators sighed at the same time. At this moment, they turned the camera to the Portuguese bench. Juan was selling his snacks to the second assistant coach Juan beside him. The well-intentioned look made the corners of the mouths of the two people who were still feeling sad for him twitch.

"Cough... We continued to watch the game, and Andrade blocked the ball. This is really a dangerous ball. Wait! The ball hasn't gone out of bounds yet!!"

Almost everyone stood up and looked at the direction of the ball, especially when they found that the ball was not standing at the place where the ball landed, but the man in the blue and white jersey in Greece, almost everyone was frightened He jumped up, his heart hanging in his throat.

"Oh!!"

With an exclamation, the on-site commentator couldn't help covering his eyes, and the sound of "pa" slapping his face hurts...

"I don't dare to watch it any longer...Why did Portugal have such bad luck at the European Cup held in front of our home?"

"According to what the Chinese say, this might be a 'bloody disaster'." His partner gave him a deep look, "Does it hurt?"

"I don't think there will be any pain from Coach Scolari..." The commentator took a deep breath, "Let's replay the scene just now for everyone!"

It can be clearly seen from the replay that Andrade blocked the ball, but the ball did not go out of bounds. Someone was already waiting there. A closer look was the Greek striker Nikolaidis, who passed through Europe. A heavy gunner who is remembered in several games in the Cup, the moment he caught the ball, it can be said that he definitely saw the timing.

——At this moment, the great Ricardo was still lying on the ground, and there was chaos in front of the goal. He could definitely send the ball into the goal with a heavy cannon!

He did choose to shoot, but the moment he shot, a figure flew out and hit the ball out of the field with a more forceful force!

When Valente stopped, he felt relieved that he had done the right thing, but why did he hear the uproar around him?Portuguese No. [-] raised his head and looked at the direction the ball flew out in a daze, only then did he realize what he had done——

The ball flew straight out and hit the old man's face directly, and he was knocked down on the spot and couldn't get up.

"Coach Scolari, are you alright?"

"Coach Scolari, can you hear me? Team doctor!"

Juan ran here as soon as he threw the snack bag, and the speed of the team doctor was not slow. When he squatted down to check, Scolari seemed to be still in a coma. Obviously, this ball had a huge damage to the old man. , I don’t know if the result was a concussion or what, Juan was anxious, and turned around to urge the team doctor to heal twice.

"Oh, we can see that Juan's legs seem to be a little limp when he runs? That should be the reason for his end."

"Why do you still care about Juan Diaz, the Portuguese coach seems to be dying!"

It’s impossible to die, but the ball just now was too fierce. It’s better to hit the arm or the fleshy place on the body. Why did it hit the head? The Brazilian coach has never been hit so hard in his life. Naturally, he rolled his eyes and became dizzy on the spot.

The team doctor came late, checked up and down and said calmly: "Don't panic, first carry it to a cool place to see the situation."

"Okay, stretcher!"

The sidelines were completely chaotic, and the players on the field were not interested in playing. Valente, who caused a catastrophe, was now kneeling beside the coach at a loss. He also knew the strength of his kick. If something happens to the coach, he will not forgive himself...

"Valente."

With an icy and cool voice, Valente blinked and raised his head in a daze, only to meet Juan's icy blue firm eyes.

"Valente, don't panic now, this is the time for us to keep calm."

Juan took a deep breath: "The game is not over yet, and you will have time to make up for it later... If something goes wrong because you are absent-minded now, Coach Scolari will definitely not let you go when you wake up."

"Okay!" Valente felt a little uncomfortable at this moment, but he also knew that this was not the time to blame himself, so he could only grit his teeth and nod, then turned and ran to the court.

The game on the court was still going on, and Juan was watching the situation by the side of coach Scolari.

However, the room leaked and it rained overnight, and when he lowered his head to see if Scolari needed to apply an ice pack, the whole stadium boiled again.

"GOOOAL! Basinas! At the No.605 minute, the Greek midfielder equalized the score!! The game still has to go on!"

The shouts of the on-site commentary directly made him understand the situation on the court. Juan took a breath, narrowed his eyes and got up, exuding a cold breath all over his body.

He shouldn't have left early, he should have...

"Juan, are you thinking of something terrible?" The second assistant coach Juan was also here, and seeing his expression couldn't help but shiver.

"No, I'm just blaming myself." Juan shook his head, "I shouldn't..."

"You didn't do anything wrong." The second assistant coach sighed and waved his hands. "I'm taking care of you here. The most important thing you should do now is to stabilize the situation on the field...they're in a mess."

The second assistant coach looked up for a while, and Juan also turned his head. Most people on the field are indeed looking in his direction now, and they are very distracted, and they look like they will concede another goal later.

The second assistant coach patted him on the shoulder very calmly: "I know you are in a state of confusion now, but as you said just now, you are in the game now, and you have to take responsibility for everyone... People who can help now Only you, go and stabilize the morale of the army."

It's not that they don't want to be the one who replaces Scolari at the front, but for now, no one in the audience is more suitable than Juan.

——When they were all panicking just now, only Juan rushed over and ordered everything calmly. At least for him who is less than 21 years old, it is already very rare.

Juan knew what he meant, and also knew what the court needed most at this time, so he nodded after a moment of silence:

"Understood, then I will leave it to you."

Quaresma is still exhausted on the field. He knows that this time is a critical moment for the team's survival. Now coach Scolari has also fallen on the sidelines, and Juan is also there to take care of him, so he doesn't care about it at all. Here, and now, only they schedule themselves.

——Fortunately, Rui Costa and Deco are both on the field. At least if they are there, the frontcourt will not be chaotic, and the backcourt, perhaps after the impact just now, Valente is a little bit out of his mind, but in the end Saying that you still do your best.

When he was running, he suddenly heard someone calling his name from the sidelines. Quaresma turned his head and saw Juan standing there and beckoning to him. He ran over quickly, but was killed by Juan He pulled it back and said, "Listen Rika, I have an idea after a while..."

Quaresma was dumbfounded, but before he could express his opinion, Juan slapped him to the side.

"Cristiano!"

As soon as Quaresma saw that another person was about to be called over, he knew that this was a big game, and he would not let him participate alone, so he ran away in peace, looking back while running, and sure enough his Surprised expressions appeared on the faces of the teammates.

Originally, he thought it would be great to have two people participating, but in the end Juan sent Figo over again.

So what happened to Juan?

"Louis, you know, my philosophy will not change from before to now, that is to attack, attack with all my strength, and never leave a retreat for myself, so let's make a last-ditch effort, even if I'm not on the court, you can still fight Trust your teammates."

First of all, such an opening made the Portuguese captain stunned.After all, when he saw the two children running here just now, he didn't seem to say such a long time?

After a rare explanation, Juan continued: "So even if you are asked to do something terrible later, please believe me."

Figo waved his hand: "Speak."

How terrible can it be!

However, Fei soon began to wonder whether he was too old to keep up with the times, or he was developing too fast now.

"Do you really think so? Do you think this is really okay? Are you kidding me?"

"It's about this time, do you think I'm joking?" Juan waved his hand, "Go, try your best in the last 10 minutes."

"Yes, but..."

"If I score in these 10 minutes, I have nothing to say. If not, give me a chance in extra time to try my new ideas."

Figo thought about it, if there is overtime in the game, it will be a desperate effort. This is the closest he is to the European Cup. He gritted his teeth: "Done!"

However, in the last 10 minutes, the Portuguese team still failed to score a goal, and the game entered overtime. If there is no goal in overtime, then Greece and Portugal will have another penalty shootout.

For Portugal, penalty kicks are a painful memory, especially against England, and that was not the final. Now that Greece has come to the end, they will definitely fight with all they have.

——Portugal is really not strong in penalty kicks, especially when Juan, who is most suitable for penalty kicks, sits off the court.

"I don't know if it's a coincidence or a coincidence. Every time Portugal is about to take a penalty kick or is sure to take a penalty kick, the person who is most suitable for taking a penalty kick is off the court." The live commentary who said this sentence sighed.

"Actually, this is not necessarily a bad thing!" His partner was watching the situation on the court closely when he said this, because at this time he had already keenly discovered that there was a difference on the court. .

If you have to say something different——

The situation on the field is a bit tangled, especially the people of the Portuguese team. They are discussing something, but at present, the bosses on the field seem to be a little hesitant.

This sign of the coming storm made everyone hold their breath. Even if it was because the two sides were tied and both sides were about to enter overtime, everyone was still very excited.

The people in Portugal didn't give up hope because of this, and they didn't even show any signs of discouragement or giving up on their faces. At most, they were a little hesitant, but what were they hesitating about?

The answer to the mystery will be revealed soon, but this is also one of the scenes that everyone least wants to see.

That was at the beginning of overtime, and this time it was Greece's turn to serve.

But this time, neither Greece nor the referee just stood in their positions, and then looked in the direction of the Portuguese team, because their positions this time were too weird.

"What is the Portuguese team doing now? Are they ready to play rugby? Or are they going to show us all the training of accelerating the change of direction?" The commentary in the live broadcast room was directly depressed.

To be reasonable, even if he and his partner have 20 years of commentary experience, there has never been a team that has served in the midfield like the Portuguese team.

"what's the situation……"

"Why are the Portuguese teams all concentrated on that line in the middle circle?"

Whether it is in front of the TV, the fans at the scene or watching the live broadcast on the Internet, they will have expressed their puzzlement.

...What is the Portuguese team doing, God?

"You really don't plan to change your position?"

The referee of this game was a Dane. He hesitated for a long time before turning to Figo, but he saw the Portuguese captain's expression of sacrificing his life, or a desperate expression.

"There is no problem with our position, please serve!"

So the referee took a deep breath and blew the whistle. In fact, he also wanted to know what the Portuguese wanted to do, and he soon found out.

"My God, my Lord Jesus Allah," the commentary in the live broadcast room was stunned. "What kind of terrible formation is this, what the hell, is it the long-lost 1-1-8 style of play in the stadium?!"

Now he just wants to swear and swear in excitement, and doesn't care whether he will be deducted wages because of this, after all, the current situation on the field has made him really unable to understand.

"We can see that when the ball was served in midfield, everyone standing on the center line in Portugal rushed towards the direction of the Greek half almost immediately. Only two people rushed towards their own half, and one of those two was Carvalho is Valente."

The commentary broadcast live at this time, it can be said that his mouth is moving very fast, and he has reached the highest speed in his history. However, even so, he almost failed to keep up with the development of the situation on the field.

"Carvalho and Valente teamed up to attack the Greek players! Zagorakis, who was dribbling the ball, was blocked by Carvalho before he took two steps, and then Carvalho passed the ball Valente, who gave the ball to the Greek half with one kick."

"The person who received the ball was Andrade! We can see that this is the first time that Andrade rushed into the opponent's half, and it was also the first time that he did not stay in his position. Andrade alone Dive to the top and pass the ball to Maniche!"

"Maniche passed the ball to Quaresma without taking two steps! We can see that Quaresma also quickly transferred the ball to Figo within two steps! Figo shot!"

"GOOOOOOAAAAL!!! Luis Figo! The hero of Portugal! The European Cup is in our hands and we can see that this is a goal in just 21 seconds, which can be said to break the fastest goal in the European Cup record!"

"We have reason to suspect that this goal was thought of by someone, maybe he also counted himself as one of the goals, but now he can only sit on the field and watch his teammates carnival on the field !"

"Oh—maybe it's not that bad."

The reason why the on-site commentary said this is that Juan was suddenly surrounded by the surrounding staff, and they cheered and rushed forward to give him a hug.

"Wait a minute! There is still time for the game, and it's not time to celebrate to your heart's content. Calm down!" Juan's shouts were drowned out by everyone's excitement. He struggled for a while, and looked at the people around him In the midst of extreme excitement, he also sighed and let them go.

Of course, it was useless for him to shout, after all, everyone has been overwhelmed by cheers now.

What's more, as far as he could see, the teammates of those teams were also rushing towards him. Juan suddenly felt that something was wrong in his heart, and immediately bent down and slammed into the crowd.

"Wow...it's really a magnificent mountain of people." The on-site commentator sighed, a little gloating: "There are about ten or twenty people stacked together. Do you think Juan has been crushed to death?"

"Do you think Juan will be the kind of person who suffers?"

In just two sentences, they found Juan again - he got out at some point, and he was not in the crowd at all!

"It seems that he will become a living person again." The on-site commentator said with a smile. After all, judging from the situation just now, Juan should have been hugged so hard by the people around him that he couldn't get away.

The linesman ran over and blew his whistle, indicating that they had been celebrating for too long, and asked them to separate. When everyone was reluctant to leave, they found that Juan was standing on the edge of the field at this moment, smiling leisurely at them. : "Aren't you going to the game soon?"

……Hey? !

Everyone went back with their heads held high, all secretly preparing to score another goal and then continue to "molest" Juan. Naturally, some of them went to Juan, anyway, they would not suffer any disadvantages.

Seeing that the ball was finally sent into the goal, he no longer had to worry about it all the time. After all, the time and morale are here now. If the Greek team can chase two goals in the next 5 minutes and turn the defeat into victory, then he is also convinced. ——Of course, at the same time, it must be emphasized that the future La Coruña may change its name.

How about calling the Portuguese national team in Deportivo :)

After reconfirming that there was nothing wrong with the situation on the field, he went back to ask about Scolari's situation. The second assistant coach Juan replied: "Coach Scolari has woken up and is checking for specific symptoms. It should be fine..."

Scolari was the only one who was knocked out by the ball that was cleared by his own players. No matter how he looked at it, he was a little embarrassed, so no matter whether the old man was really uncomfortable or just looked at the field, there was no problem. So he didn't come out at all, and he didn't ask any more questions!

Of course, don't think he didn't see the old coach looking out from the player tunnel!

When the final whistle blew and the dust settled, Portugal could finally breathe a sigh of relief -

It's finally settled, they are the champions!

They finally won the first European Cup championship in the history of the Portuguese team!

This sounded quite sad, but Juan also knew the situation of the team, so he didn't stop the players from going crazy on the field, especially Rui Costa and other seniors who were about to quit the national team this year. It was absolutely unexpected that he could win the European Cup that he had dreamed of all his life in the year when he was determined to leave the national team.

The Portuguese Golden Generation European Youth Championship has won two championships, but it took almost ten years to win the championship of the adult group.

After the victory was determined, the entire Stadium of Light became a sea of ​​joy, everyone was singing the national anthem of Portugal, and at the same time pulled the strangers around them to hug, kiss and cheer together. This is a historic event in the history of Portuguese football. monument!

The players were running around on the court to celebrate their victories, and some even took out the national flag from the bench and wrapped it around their waists. , but no one will laugh at them at this time, everyone can't wait to lift everyone up and throw them high into the sky!

The simple podium was quickly set up. After the Greek players received the silver medals, the Portuguese players began to wear gold medals at home, amidst the applause of the crowd.

Juan had already stepped back at this time, not because he felt that he was unworthy or because of some physical pain, but because of caution.

... What if someone gave him a slap from behind with malicious intentions while standing in front, and then the whole team came to a mountain of people?This possibility is not impossible!Especially when he's putting the whole team behind him!

However, even if he hid at the end, Scolari would not let him hide. He was discovered after the game. Seeing that he was no longer a hindrance, everyone dragged him to receive the award. When the chairman was about to hand over the trophy to Scolari, Scolari asked everyone to pull Juan over.

"What's the matter, coach? It's the same when I stand behind." Juan said this first. He had a hunch that Scolari was going to make a big news!But doesn't this old fox usually like the appearance of a smiling good guy, and then just say a few words to get away with it?

It must be wrong to be so active all of a sudden today!

"Just come here." Scolari pulled Juan to his side, took his hand and put it on the trophy, "Come on, the agreed trophy, I got it."

"I know Coach, you're really good." Juan was keenly aware of the problem, but just as he was about to step back, his back was already blocked by a group of teammates.

—Brabbits? !Just as Juan was about to turn his head and glared at his teammates, Scolari held his hand and the two of them raised the trophy together!The nonsense was stunned all of a sudden, and they turned to look at Figo. Their Portuguese captain also cheered with a look of relief, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all.

A few seconds later, Scolari handed the trophy to Figo, and Figo would nod and take the cup, and move forward!The audience cheered and shook, everyone danced and sang excitedly on the stage, while Juan pulled Scolari to the side: "Coach, be reasonable, that was not in compliance with the rules just now."

"Don't reason with me, I'm not a reasonable person." Scolari imitated Juan's tone during the intermission and said something. Juan was stunned, and then Scolari continued: "Boy , Alex got you an FA Cup, and a Premier League champion, and I got you a European Cup champion, and you participated in all three championships. Anyway, your gold content It can always be said!"

Juan was startled, then immediately understood what Scolari meant, and nodded with a helpless smile: "Thank you very much, Sir."

The two old seniors cared and took care of him very much, and this may be the only two or two short periods of warmth in his coaching career. The next time is to fight wits and courage with the whole world.

The commentary in the live broadcast room continued: "Although it is a bit regretful that this year's dark horse did not go straight to the end, at least we have witnessed the occurrence of a miracle! Their entire team does not have a superstar, but they have already reached the current stage. This level! It's really amazing..."

"France, Spain, Czech Republic...they have proven what they are capable of!"

"Of course, the first thing we want to congratulate is our host Portugal! They successfully won the cup!"

The stadium was immediately overjoyed. The seniors represented by Rui Costa and the newcomers represented by Cristiano all burst into tears while singing the national anthem of Portugal and saluting the audience. The competition and hard work on the court for so many years has finally paid off, and they are finally no longer hopeless in the national team!

However, when everyone was very excited on the court, Juan had already walked back to the player tunnel, where Scolari was packing himself up, and when he saw him, he smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"...Coach, let's go to the press conference together?" Juan asked hopefully. Now the group of lunatics on the field can't count on it. Juan had already prepared himself to be generous Preparations for the meeting, now seeing Scolari, he is ready to take people with him.

The old fox smiled at him, then covered his head, frowned and began to sigh: "Oh, my head hurts... I feel like I can't breathe, team doctor, team doctor, come and see me, ouch, hello... ..."

The team doctors who were still happily embracing each other were frightened by him, and immediately let go and jumped over to see his situation. Juan knew what Scolari meant when he saw that Scolari was surrounded, and couldn't help it Sighing, he turned and left.

——The national team stays, it’s too sinful orz

Juan originally planned to go directly to the press conference, but he remembered that he had agreed with Cassie to call him after the game, so he made a detour to the locker room first, but he saw him standing at his house at a glance. Basinas in front of the locker room.

Juan couldn't help looking at the top of his head, and couldn't help thinking of two people.

One is Carvalho. He is the same age as Basinas, both 28 years old. However, compared to Carvalho's baby face and thick hair, Basinas seems to be maybe...

a bit old orz

When it comes to looking old, he naturally thinks of the one in the Netherlands, um...

"I've been waiting for a long time." Juan greeted, which surprised Basinas. He waved his hand to indicate that he was only here for a while, with a shocked expression on his face.

How can you not be shocked?He was prepared to wait for half an hour or an hour. After all, this is his home stadium, so it's no problem if he wants to celebrate here!

As a result, he had only stood there for 2 minutes, and Juan had already arrived.

Juan naturally saw the flattered look on the other person's face, but he couldn't say that he just came back to pick up his mobile phone, how hurtful was that?So Juan could only nod, and then let the person in: "I have changed my jersey for the first half of the game, here it is."

"Okay." Basinas smiled, took off his jersey and put Juan's clothes on his shoulders. Juan originally thought that this was over, but Basinas hesitated for a while in front of him. She couldn't help raising her eyebrows: "Is there anything else?"

"One thing... that, I want to ask." Basinas rubbed his sparsely haired Mediterranean, and Juan couldn't bear to look straight at it, "Are you the coach of Deporti... do you need a substitute? ?”

The author has something to say:

【Today's Small Theater】

#人官事#

When I first saw that formation.

"What did Juan do?!"

"8-1-1 formation, is this a human thing?!"

After 21 seconds, a goal was scored, and everyone was stunned for a while.

After the game, Juan was interviewed with the trophy.

Juan: The inspiration for this formation?oh, just thinking about it...

"Is this something done by humans?" The media reporter exclaimed, "It is clearly a god!"

Juan: Thank you for your love :D

Everyone in Greece: ... Come, come, Juan, come here, hand over the cup, we promise not to hit you :)