[Football] Crown of Thorns

With the end of the two games on Wednesday, the 2012 Euro Cup group stage is all over and the eight teams that have entered the quarter-elimination circle have finally been determined.

Of course, for some teams the real test is just beginning.

This European Cup has played here, we can't say that this cup will be the best comment in history, but from another perspective, this may be the most suspenseful cup. At the end of the round, none of the four groups can be said to have an absolute advantage. Perhaps it can also be said that the level of the teams participating in this year is quite close.

The situation of the quarter-final matchup is clear. The first game will be the match between Portugal and the Czech Republic.

The other three matches are as follows:

Germany VS Greece, Spain VS France, England VS Italy.

"I really hope that the German team will stumble."

After listening to the commentator's analysis on TV, Gama muttered.

"That's unlikely!"

Furtado handed Gama a plate of cut fruits and sat down opposite him.

After forking a piece of fruit and eating two bites, Gamma cut it, "Many people said before the game that the Greek team was the weakest of the 16 participating teams in this European Cup. What happened? Poland and Russia are fighting against Greece. I suffered a big loss in the confrontation."

"But the Germans are different, right?"

Veloso pushed Gama's arm and said with a smile.

After finishing the training in the morning, they were enjoying their free time after lunch in the restaurant of the hotel. Some teammates were going out for a walk, and the single dogs like them had to stay here and chat to pass the time.

"Miguel, isn't your girlfriend here, why don't you go with her?"

Furtado mocks Veloso.

Veloso snorted twice, "Woman~~"

"Hehe, this is your suggestion to abandon us~"

After arguing for a while, the three of them talked about the game again—"The Germans are always rigorous and serious. Besides, they are already in the knockout circle. It is impossible for them to underestimate their opponents." Veloso said with a smile, "Shiko, you should understand Theirs!"

"Well, that's right."

Although he kept saying that he hoped that the Germans would capsize, Gama knew in his heart that this possibility was not too great.

"That's right, German~"

Furtado sighed, "By the way, which one do you prefer France to Spain?"

"Well," Xico scratched the bridge of his nose, "Spain!"

"Same as above."

"Same as you, ditto," Furtado rolled his eyes, "Why?"

"What?" Gama thought about it after taking another bite of fruit, "In the last match of the group stage, the French team surprised everyone by losing to Sweden. Although the Swedish team was still eliminated, the French team not only Put an end to their unbeaten record of 23 international matches and also let them drop from the first place in Group D to the second place, and they had to meet the defending champion Spain..."

Gama didn't finish his sentence, but both Veloso and Furtado understood what he meant after he finished speaking, and they couldn't help laughing.

"Tsk tsk, the French team is really... their performance after Zidane retired~~"

"What about England and Italy?"

Furtado continued to ask.

Gama tapped the table with his fingertips, "The Italians, although they are scumbags in the military, they are very tenacious in football. I don't think the English can beat them."

"Haha~~"

Hearing Gama's analysis, Veloso burst out laughing.

"what happened?"

Gama gave him a strange look.

Veloso laughed and his whole body was shaking, "I thought of a piece of news I saw before," he said, taking out his mobile phone and starting to search, and pointed the searched news webpage to Gama, "Look at these few pieces of news. "

""The FA provides underwear for European Cup internationals"?"

Gama read aloud.

Furtado's eyes widened in surprise when he heard the title, "With underwear?"

The corners of Gama's lips twitched, and he looked carefully, "The much-anticipated European Cup is about to begin. England, as a traditional strong team, is naturally sought after by sponsors. It is quite surprising that the players' underwear is also the football president's underwear." One arrangement. As usual, the team’s technical sponsors will provide players with all football equipment, including jerseys, long johns, socks, and sneakers. Professional sponsors will also provide formal attire for solemn occasions. However, let players wear Uniform underwear, this is indeed a very rare situation. According to the report of the Sun: The FA will prepare underwear for the international players going to the European Cup—”

"The Sun?"

Furtado interrupted Gama's reading of the newspaper, "Could what they reported be true?"

Hearing his suspicious question, Veloso thumped the table with a smile, "Keep listening."

There was a strange smile on Gama's face, he coughed lightly and continued to read, "This somewhat strange news from The Sun comes from an interview with England's Norwich goalkeeper John Rudy, who was previously selected for the European Cup. The goalkeeper of the provisional list revealed that the FA has prepared underwear for the international players, and the players do not need to prepare by themselves...'I was told to bring sneakers, gloves, sneakers, some casual clothes and some cosmetics. Impressed The thing is, everything else is provided to me. We get suits and they give us underpants. It's a rare thing, but it's what England do. The treatment you get is second to none.'… ..."

After reading this, Jia Ma shrugged, "Why are we not treated like this?"

Veloso smiled and narrowed his eyes, "You are now the third captain of the national team, so you can apply for it."

"Pooh!"

Gama rolled his eyes and continued to read the old news, "The Sun pointed out that England's stars did not need to wear underwear to participate in the 2012 European Cup. This is because the FA provides Hodgson's players with everything from underwear to branded clothing. So what kind of underpants does the FA provide players? The Sun posted a photoshopped image of England’s red cross flag printed on the underpants, and declared, ‘England is underpants!’”

hahaha~~

Futado laughed and pounded on the table, "I really want to see it, I really want to see if they are really wearing the uniform distribution of underwear."

Gama had goosebumps all over his body with this devilish laugh, but to be honest, he was also curious, but it was unlikely that they would match up with England—if they did, what do you think?To pick off the opponent's underwear - Tianyinyu.

However, Gama blinked and turned to look at Veloso, "Honey~~"

Veloso felt the hairs on his body stand on end when he called him so, "Speak well, you!"

"You played in Serie A..."

Veloso was silent for two seconds, "Genoa is just a small team."

"Should we still know each other?"

"Hello!"

"Can you connect with your feelings?"

Faced with the look of "you know Italians anyway" from the four eyes of the two bad friends, Veloso felt that this was really asking for trouble for himself.

"I only know the Italians, and if I don't know their international players, I can't tell them whether to go and pick up the underwear of the English, you bastard!"

Veloso was furious.

"Cut, it's really useless!"

The two bad friends spoke in unison and cast contemptuous glances.

"Go to hell, bastard!"

Veloso grabbed Gama by the neck and shook it vigorously, while Furtado fanned the flames...

After having had enough trouble, the three finally sat down, "But this time England's performance in the group stage is not too bad."

"It can only be said that they have qualified, but it is not easy to go further," Gama flipped through the news on Veloso's mobile phone, "The British are still very particular, this time the England team lives in Krakow, the capital of Poland. Central Hotel, that is a bustling area, tsk tsk~~”

"British!"

Furtado stretched his neck and glanced, "That place is very close to the concentration camp set up by the Nazis in Auschwitz during World War II!"

"Well, it says that the FA plans to let the players go and see the Nazi concentration camps, which will make them cherish their current life even more... Tsk, what an idea!"

Gama curled his lips—it turns out that Europeans also use this kind of revolutionary education to motivate athletes!

"Forget it, it's none of our business, we should think about how to win the game."

Gama stretched.

"you're right."

Veloso nodded, "Stories outside the arena are just stories, the focus is still on the game."

"Yes."

Furtado also nodded.

Although he has not had the chance to play so far, it is already a good opportunity for him to be able to participate in the national team.

"Hopefully we can play sooner."

"three days left."

"Three days!"

…………

In the early morning, the air in Poland in June is quite good, the air is fresh and the temperature is not high, because tomorrow night will be the quarter-finals between Portugal and the Czech Republic, so today their training is mainly recovery training, and the amount of exercise is not large.

Gama, Veloso, and Furtado formed a circle to practice passing and receiving the ball in a small area. The trio beside them were captain Ronaldo, Pepe, and Coentrao. In ball training, sometimes the ball would fly out and then it would become a ball-grabbing battle between six people. Several people would laugh and laugh and make a mess, and then immediately pretended to be serious and passed the ball when the coaches looked over.

When there were too many troubles, Ronaldo yelled a few times with a serious face to ask everyone to do offensive and defensive drills together, and then he got contemptuous looks from his teammates.

"asshole!"

Ronaldo, who was despised by his teammates, muttered and curled his lips and pouted, and sometimes made a grimace and shrugged.

Jia Ma suppressed a smile and watched his captain's various small movements.

Furtado touched his chin, "Ronaldo is a very interesting person."

Again, the national team is much more interesting than the national youth team.

Jia Ma tilted his head, "Ann."

Furtado looked upright, "What?"

"Despise you!"

"Xiko, don't you love me anymore???"

"……roll!"

Those with a thick face are invincible!

Gama, who was defeated by Furtado, gave a low growl viciously.

Furtado spread his hands at Veloso, "Little Xico is proud again."

Veloso, who was very happy to watch the excitement, raised his eyebrows, "When Xico is angry, go and coax him!"

"I'll just coax..."

"Coax your mother, coax!"

Jia Ma raised his middle finger at the two of them.

The two bad friends shrugged and spread their hands at the same time, the rogue-looking Jia Ma could only roll his eyes and turn his head——

"what?"

what happened over there?

While the three of them were making fun in a small circle here, the other side of the court was suddenly surrounded. Many teammates stopped to look over, and the coaching staff on the sidelines also ran over there.

Seeing this situation, Jia Ma ran over there, pushing away the crowd of onlookers, before Jia Ma could see the situation inside clearly, he heard someone inside scolding "FUCK!"

Still yelling loudly.

The anxious Jia Ma immediately pushed aside the crowd and squeezed in regardless of who was in front of him.

At this time, he saw that their winger Quaresma was lying on the ground, and the defender Miguel Lopez was riding on him.

"what happened?"

Just as Gama was about to ask what was going on, he heard captain Ronaldo's voice.

"Bah, bastard!"

Without waiting for them to say anything, Lopez, who was pressing Quaresma and beating him, spat at him fiercely and cursed.

At this time, Ricardo Costa, who was closest to them, quickly hugged Lopez and pulled him away.

Quaresma, who was lying on the ground, stared at Lopez as he got up and rushed over, swearing.

The teammates who reacted hurriedly pulled the two of them away, and at this time the coach Bento also ran over.

"What exactly is going on?"

Hearing Bento's roar, the players on the field looked at each other in blank dismay. Most of the people around didn't know what happened. They just heard the quarrel between the two and turned their heads to see Lopez pressing Quaresma. fight scene.

Coach Bento looked around, and Ricardo Costa, who was still holding Lopez with both hands, said, "It's really not a big deal." Seeing the stares of the coach and the three captains, Costa licked Lips, "We were doing offensive and defensive drills just now, and MiG accidentally kicked Ricardo's leg..."

And everyone who heard what he said showed == eyes: Are you fucking kidding me?Is this trivial matter worth the conflict between the two generals?Usually, they kicked each other countless times during training, so if they were like this, wouldn't they be scumbags?

Costa was very helpless, "Really."

Bento looked at Lopez.

Lopez, who had calmed down, patted Costa, who was holding him tightly, "Let go, I've calmed down."

Costa looked at his face, then let go.

Lopez nodded at Bento, "That's it. I accidentally kicked Quaresma's leg just now. He was very upset and scolded me. We had a conflict."

Anyway, it wasn't his disadvantage, Lopez was not afraid of Quaresma, he turned his head and looked at Quaresma with disdain in his eyes.

"Ricardo?"

Bento looked at Quaresma again.

The gloomy Quaresma wiped the mud on his cheek with the back of his hand, ignoring the coach's question.

"Ricardo?"

Bento raised his voice and called again.

Quaresma dropped his hands. "That's what happened."

"why?"

Bento frowned.

Quaresma didn't speak anymore, he pushed away his teammates who were blocking him, turned and left the training ground.

Seeing his attitude of not cooperating and ignoring him, Bento turned ashen and fell off the tactical board, turned around and left.

Everyone who was there looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to do for a moment.

In the end, it was Bento's assistant coach who asked them to disperse, which broke the embarrassing atmosphere of the scene.

Seeing the gentlemen walk away, Ronaldo stared at Costa, "What the hell is going on?"

Without waiting for Costa to say anything, Lopez spoke first, "It's really nothing, that's a coward."

"It's really just that MiG kicked Ricardo's leg. Ricardo didn't know what happened, and he was very dissatisfied and cursed at MiG. After MiG counterattacked him, the two of them clashed. MiG kicked Ricardo. Kado fell to the ground."

Costa quickly added an answer—they were doing offensive and defensive drills in groups of three just now, and he witnessed the whole process of the conflict with his own eyes. At the beginning, he held Quaresma and asked him to calm down, but in the end...

Although the team tried their best to suppress this unexpected incident, it is a pity that the matter was still exposed, and news of Portugal's internal strife was flying all over the sky for a while.

In order to prevent the situation from expanding, Portugal allowed Ricardo Costa to accept media interviews.

When questioned by reporters, Costa said: "It was just a very common thing that happened in training. Our teammates stopped them. Our goal is always to win, but sometimes small things happen. Everything goes well. , it’s just that sometimes something else happens.”

But it is a pity that since none of the parties involved in the incident came out for interviews, the outbreak of this incident is still affecting the Portuguese team's preparations.

"That's why I said long ago that the Portuguese domestic media are basically the undercover agents of our opponents!"

Gama sighed.

"As long as you win the game, you'll be fine."

Captain Ronaldo, who has become a habit of being hacked, straightened his hair in front of the camera, and replied calmly.

"Hehe~~~"

Captain, what's wrong with you, have you given up on yourself to this point?

Jia Ma held out Erkang's hand.

Looking back, Ronaldo had a provocative smile on his lips, and he stretched out his hand and slapped Gama's hand heavily, "Work hard, kid!"

...It hurts~~

Jia Ma withdrew his claws and breathed out.

Looking at the back of Ronald walking out of the locker room with his head held high, a smile appeared on Gama's face.

Let's work together, Captain!

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PS: At the end of this year, Quaresma was terminated by the club. At the age of 29, he faced the dilemma of having no ball to play. One of the former twin stars was in full swing in the top giants and the other was sitting on the bench in the Turkish Super League club. , facing such a situation, one can imagine Quaresma's mood...