[Football] Crown of Thorns

The second round of the UEFA Champions League quarter-finals is over, and the exhausted Liverpool team rushed back to the UK overnight. There is no way, the Red Army will face a tight schedule of three days a game in the next few days.

"Hehe, this is the price of wanting to win the Triple Crown."

On the return flight, Furtado laughed at Gama as he wrenched his fingers to calculate the intense game ahead.

"...You don't have to kick!"

After being choked by his bad friend for a second, Jia Ma fought back like this.

"Ha ha……"

Furtado showed a cold hehe, but Gama stopped him painfully, "Please don't laugh like that!"

"what?"

"too disgusting."

Gama gagged.

After bickering for a while, Jia Ma suddenly said, "Should I send a text message to the captain?"

Because Real Madrid's quarter-finals were held one day later than them, Gama felt that the captain sent him a text message before the game anyway, so he should also send one.

"Send it if you want!"

Furtado gave him a strange look.

Jia Ma silently flipped through the pre-match text messages he had kept from his captain before handing them to Furtado.

Looking at Jiama puzzled, Furtado looked through the text messages on his phone... He fell silent.

After a few seconds, Furtado said in a nonchalant tone, "I now believe that you really love the captain."

These seem to be provocations and challenges, but no matter how you look at them, they are all mocking text messages. If Jia Ma can bear his temper and continue to be so kind to his captain, what is this not true love?

"Ha ha!"

Gama rolled his eyes.

"Just send a blessing."

Furtado thought about it and came up with an idea.

Looking resentfully at Furtado, Jia Ma sighed, "You're right..."

He swallowed the following words—sent something that the captain misunderstood, hehe, if there was an eventuality, wouldn't he be dead!

So in the end, Jia Ma just made up the simplest blessing and sent it: victory!come on!

Back in Liverpool, the Red Army briefly celebrated their entry into the semi-finals of the Champions League. Coach Rodgers looked at the exhausted players and finally gave them half a day off and asked them to report back to the base on Thursday night.

The sleepy-eyed Gama fell asleep as soon as Chris picked him up.

Furtado, who was rubbing the car, rolled his eyes, and chatted with Chris in a low voice.

After returning to the residence, Gama refused to ask Chris to eat something, "Let me wake up by myself, don't call me!"

In this way, Jia Ma fell asleep until three o'clock in the afternoon, and then he woke up, rubbing his eyes and going downstairs to find something to eat.

I'm going to report at the base at [-]:[-] pm, let's have a good meal before I go!

Also, why didn't the bastard who was eating dinner come?

"Is Ann not here?"

Gama, who was still a little confused, sat at the dining table and asked Chris.

Chris laughed, "Mr. Furtado said he went to the base by himself."

"Huh, why?"

Gama, biting his fork, tilted his head.

Furtado, who is taking advantage of him, will let go of the convenience of hitchhiking.

Chris glanced at Gama, "Mr. Furtado has a car."

Because Chevrolet is the sponsor of the Red Army, the players of the Red Army will have vehicles sent by Chevrolet manufacturers, and Furtado is no exception.

He is not like Jia Ma who does not drive by himself, of course he can walk by himself.

"I'm just surprised that Ann didn't come to eat or take a ride."

Gama swallowed the food in his mouth and shrugged.

"Then who knows!"

Chris smiled, "Any more pieces?"

When he saw him asking about the food, Jia Ma's eyes lit up, "Is it okay?"

"Your physical energy consumption is very high, it doesn't matter if you eat more."

The food that Chris prepared according to the nutritionist's request is much more delicious than the nutritious meal in their restaurant.

After enjoying the delicious food, Jia Ma patted his stomach in satisfaction, "Fortunately, I won't eat it every day, otherwise I will definitely gain weight."

In the afternoon, I returned to the base and gathered with my teammates. After doing some recovery training, everyone lined up and watched the UEFA Champions League match tonight. Real Madrid's game ended with Real Madrid winning 1-0 in two rounds. He eliminated his city derby rival Atlético de Madrid with a score of [-], and entered the semi-finals of the Champions League.

"Tsk tsk, a ball."

"Although we won, the scene..."

"I bet that Benister's position as coach is lost."

After watching the game, everyone chatted while discussing the game.

Gama chatted with Furtado and Joe Allen in a low voice.

"Why do you say that?"

asked Jo Allen.

"That's Real Madrid!"

Gama said meaningfully.

Joe Allen snorted, "That's Benister."

As the former meritorious coach of the Red Army, the veterans of the Red Army have a very high opinion of this Spanish tactical master.

Otherwise, why are the three of them hiding here and chatting quietly.

"Because the kick is too ugly."

Furtado also covered his mouth while talking furtively.

Gama nodded.

Anyway, they have three national team teammates including their captain in Real Madrid, so it is normal to care about them.

Unlike the former Gama, he didn't know much about Real Madrid's style at that time, until later...

"I have a bad feeling..."

Gama muttered.

With a snap, Furtado slapped Gama on the arm, "Please shut up."

Gama shut up.

After a few seconds, Gama pretended to cry, "Ann, how could you do this, don't you love me anymore~~~"

The farce here made the teammates turn their heads.

Seeing that he was about to become everyone's highlight, Furtado stretched out his arm silently, "Let you bite."

"What?"

Gama froze.

"So, you better shut up!"

Furtado's eyes revealed the meaning of 'I'd rather you bite me than talk nonsense'.

"I'm not Louis."

Looking at Furtado's arm that was close to his eyes, he was surprised to find that his arm was not so hairy and not too thick at such a close distance, Gama blurted out and added, "and You didn't take a shower just now, it was too dirty."

Joe Allen, who was on the sidelines, said, "I always think you two are very gay."

"What base?"

"Basic P!"

Well, the two voices answering at the same time made Jo Ellen laugh.

Jia Ma rolled his eyes, "No wonder there are rumors in the world that the British Empire is full of corruption."

Jo Allen was very calm, "I'm from Wales."

Furtado, "Hehe!"

Joe Allen remained calm, "It's not corrupt, it's radical."

Jia Ma, who was blocked and speechless: MD Joe, this guy is getting harder and harder to be funny.

…………

In any case, time ran fast, and three days later, Liverpool's away game against West Brom in the league was a 0-0 draw.

Then there was another league supplementary game, an away game against Hull City, which won the opponent 0-1.

Three more days, 2-1 Royal Garden parade at home.

Another three days, the away game against Chelsea, the two sides tied 1-1.

…………

"I want to die~~~"

After playing against Chelsea, the Red Army had to immediately fly to Barcelona to play in the semi-finals of the Champions League. Their opponent, hehe, Barcelona of the Cosmos team is legendary in the industry, very cool, right?

Cool him NND a ghost!

Slapping the black letter on the head off, Jia Ma looked at the playing teammates in front of him expressionlessly, "Do you want me to make you feel better?"

"Uh, hahaha, no need no need!"

The teammates who had had enough trouble were ready to fight, but there was no way, since this morning, Jia Ma's mood has dropped to the bottom.

After everyone retreated, Furtado, who was doing recovery training with Gama, poked him in the waist, "You called Cristiano."

Jia Ma snorted, "What do you think?"

Furtado glanced at him silently, "Don't tell, you said something unscientific to him."

"What is unscientific?"

Gama rolled his eyes.

Now, it was Furtado's turn to roll his eyes, "How dare you say that to Cristiano?"

"Am I wrong?"

Gama complained, "Didn't I just say before the game that Juventus is not easy to play, so be careful? Isn't that right???"

"Hehe, the words are good, but..."

Cristiano knows your crow-mouthed physique... Then, the captain lost the first match of the Champions League semi-finals last night!

Highlights: Lost! ! !

Furtado mentally lit rows of candles for Gama.

There will be a national team match later, hehe, it will be up to you...how about the captain and the others being eliminated! ! !

Looking forward to some kind of scene in his heart, Furtado saw Gama's faint stepmother's face when he turned his head, "You are slandering me!!!"

"Hehe, no no no!"

"Sure enough, are you slandering me? Expecting the captain to clean me up???"

"Uh, really not, absolutely not!!!"

Furtado raised his finger to reassure Gama.

Jia Ma's eyes were gloomy, "I believe you will be blamed!"

Furtado: There is a sense of foreboding.

Sure enough, when they came out of the hotel and boarded the bus, and were about to go to the famous Camp Nou, Gama suddenly stood up in the back seat and said to his teammates who were full of cars:

"If the result of today's competition is not satisfactory, I will curse your third leg will be limp in a month! Live alive!!!"

Booming, Tianlei's bursts of June snow, everyone's heads were pitch black.

Everyone's face was ashen: MD Xiko, you have a crow's mouth, the good ones are not working, the bad ones are bad! ! !

Jia Ma: I'm already very soft-hearted, I didn't say that I can't stand up if I'm soft for a year! ! !

Everyone: Go to hell! ! !

Furtado: Sure enough, this guy Xiko...

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