ball magic

After more than 20 minutes of mad attack, and a free kick in the frontcourt, Inter Milan once again became the backward side, and no one would be happy to change it.

At this time, the old Robson came to the sidelines again, gesturing to the players.

The old man's words and gestures are very clear, continue to attack!

Not only to attack, but also to cooperate more, trying to dazzle the Real Madrid people, and even pass the ball into the goal.

If Wenger heard Sir Robson's shouting, he would definitely introduce the old man as a confidant. Heroes see the same thing!

But this is not Robson's football aesthetics. He is just an offensive footballer, but he is not so obsessed with passing and controlling.So he is obviously an England coach, but instead he incorporates a lot of Dutch football ideas.

The reason why I ask my players like this today is entirely because of Casillas!

No matter how he plays, there is a limit. If we pass the ball into the goal, how can he have a chance to make a surprise attack?

This made Raphael look at the old man as if looking at a bright light in the night sky.

That's it!

So back to the kick-off point again, the Meilingers found that Inter Milan's offense was coming again!

Although this is also their favorite way of playing, it has to be said that after finally gaining the lead, and seeing such a scene, they are still beating drums in their hearts, lest they lose the ball.

Since they don't want to lose the ball, of course they know what to do now

Of course it is to praise our Igor and our little papa!

But the Real Madrid players on the field soon discovered that Inter Milan's current offensive routine was significantly different from the previous one.

They attacked on the right in the second half, and Carlos kept running on the defensive road without getting any chances to attack. In the end, he could only score a goal by relying on an awesome set kick.

The results of it?

They changed to slowly penetrate and advance in the middle!

Looking at Rafael who suddenly went from overclocking to underclocking, Redondo almost thought he was possessed by Riquelme or Zidane.

This is completely the opposite style!

Because all the teammates are not very reliable, the heavy responsibility of defending Rafael falls to Redondo.

As we all know, there are two reasons that hinder Redondo from becoming the "Hexagonal Demon King", one is shooting and the other is speed.

Inter Milan slowed down the rhythm, and Rafael was dancing slowly. Normally, Redondo should breathe a sigh of relief, but he didn't think so. Instead, he was more vigilant about the murderous intent that could come at any time!

When Inter Milan turns from slow to fast, it is the time to see the poor!

As the captain, of course Redondo had to warn his teammates not to relax their vigilance, which also made Raphael glance at him a few times.

After noticing his gaze, Redondo glanced back.

But just after this eye contact, Raphael suddenly avoided him with a horizontal step. Seeing the ball returned by Saviola, Raphael passed it directly to Figo's feet without thinking. , and then insert forward.

The moment that Redondo was worried about has arrived!

While he could only run wildly, he watched Raphael quickly insert into their restricted area like a swimming snake.

By the time he hit the penalty area, Inter Milan had already completed a quick continuous pass. When Rafael sent the last pass, Saviola faced an empty goal!

This time Saviola did not miss another chance and finally broke through Real Madrid's goal!

Before Rafael sent the pass, Cassie, who judged that he would shoot directly, grabbed the turf in front of the goal angrily, and then found a hand stretched out in front of him.

He looked at the pair of white shoes and thought it was Juan, but when he looked up, he saw Raphael's smiling face.

It's a big big smiley face!

He definitely saw what he just did and was laughing at him!

Cassie was about to blush, but she quickly handed Raphael her gloved hand, and he pulled her up.

Raphael could also see that he was uncomfortable, and ran directly to the middle circle, waiting for another kick-off.

He doesn't know if he will return to the center circle next time. If so, he hopes they will score again.

It is a pity that his little hope did not come true.

After conceding the ball, Real Madrid acted like an angry bird, completely ignoring the fact that they might be counterattacked, pressing them to the last second of the game.

When Ball blew the whistle for the end of the game, Rafael and Redondo exchanged a hug, then gave Juan an order, and went to find the little Carlos.

He wondered why Carlos had dropped him and shot over Stam instead.

According to the arc trajectory of that ball, isn't his side a better choice?

How could Carlos have thought that he would be caught asking this, but Rafael's cold face seemed to say "don't even think about going back to the locker room if you don't answer", what can he do?

"You bounce very well, but the height of your jump is not as good as the tall guy next to you. I'm afraid I'll smash you into a concussion, or turn you into a flat nose, and be hunted down by your fans all over the world, okay?"

He was wronged when he said this, because he really thought that way.

Raphael could not have imagined that it was because of such an answer, so he rubbed the guy's already bald head a few times, and walked towards Cassie, Juan, and their Papapa without looking back.

Look how clever he is!Raphael thought, if he hadn't let Juan run over immediately, he would have been snatched away by others.

When he rushed over, Juan handed him the jersey, and Pagliuca was looking at him uncomfortably.

But Pababa was not without gains, he got Cassie's gloves.

Rafael directly ignored Pababa's aggrieved eyes, and took off his wet jersey before taking over the jersey.

It was the night of May in Spain, so Raphael naturally wouldn't wear any lining inside.

As soon as the jersey was taken off, the chest and abdominal muscles were directly exposed.

The Meilingers originally regretted not being able to win the game, but they could accept not losing. How could they expect such benefits to come suddenly?

Whistles and screams came and went, continuously.

Raphael let it go, he condescendingly rubbed Cassie's hair, and praised a few words sincerely.

What better way to satisfy a goalkeeper's vanity than the sincere bragging of an opponent and an attacking player?

The young Cassie is going to float away!

As a result, Raphael glanced at Juan at this time, and said to Cassie: "After all, this guy is not a player of Real Madrid and Barcelona. Thank you for always covering him in the national team."

Pagliuca didn't react when he played Cassie, because although Rafael said it sincerely, he played it even more in the locker room.

The goalkeeper with the highest honor in the next 20 years?

This is definitely the highest praise for a young player. He has blown Casey to the ceiling, and it is estimated that no one can surpass him in blowing Casey.

But now that the topic has changed, it's actually helping Juan's "" to get close?

Are you still the Raphael I knew?

At this time, Pagliuca didn't know whether to envy Raphael for having a younger brother like Juan, or envy Juan for hugging Raphael's thigh.

But now, with a childish face and fleshy cheeks, Cassie had hooked Juan's shoulders and blew Juan too hard. Obviously, he really liked him.

Pagliuca felt that this court could not last for a second...

But he was still caught by Raphael, dragged to the sidelines, and thanked the fans of the expedition together with everyone.

After they finished their thanks, Pagliuca was about to hook Rafael and walk back to the locker room when he saw his eyes looking at a little boy in the nearby stands.

Pagliuca, who has a cub at home, recognized at a glance that it was a five or six-year-old boy with light blond hair and big green eyes. He looked so cute!

He knew that Raphael liked the child very much, so he waved to the child and asked the cold guy next to him, "Say hello if you like it? He seems to like you very much."

Still staring at you helplessly.

Raphael didn't move.

Pagliuca looked at him puzzledly, then at the child, and suddenly felt that something was wrong...

He glanced at Raphael again, then at the child, and suddenly let out a groan in his heart

The outlines of these two people are so tm alike!

When the sand sculpture friend saw him for the second time, Raphael left him behind and walked towards the stands, then opened his hand, and took the boy in the hands of the obviously nervous man.

After he got it, he felt that the little guy's body was still trembling slightly. Raphael was not surprised. When they first met in the previous life, he was trembling even more than now.

He looked so nervous that Raphael realized that his subtle emotions had been shaken away by him, and asked directly: "Alberto, what do you want? A group photo? An autograph? A jersey? Or everything?"

Yes, the boy's name was Alberto, the same as Hughes' real name, but it was obviously a coincidence.

He waited patiently for a few seconds before he heard the child say between his neck, "Everything."

Raphael glanced at his father, and saw the man nodding repeatedly, and he nodded at him as a greeting, then walked to the locker room with the child in his arms.

Pagliuca was left where he was. He stared at the boy's father for a few moments, then looked at Rafael's back, and then frantically greeted Juan.

This little fool is still chatting with Casillas and Raul, why don't you rush to put out the fire!

Juan didn't know, so when he ran over and heard Pagliuca say the cause and effect, he rushed towards the player channel like flying!

When he opened the locker room, he saw Rafael squatting beside the boy, asking Gomez to help take pictures.

He looked at Raphael's face for several seconds without seeing any displeasure on Raphael's face, and finally felt relieved.

It was also at this moment that he realized that Raphael might have let go. He was no longer the 16-year-old boy who had just landed in the top five leagues.

A few minutes later, Raphael took the little boy with his jersey out of the locker room and sent him to his father himself.

"thanks, thanks……"

The boy's father murmured his thanks, and Raphael just nodded, rubbed the boy's blond hair, and left without looking back.

Juan was waiting for him at the entrance of the player tunnel. After seeing him come back, he asked in a low voice, "Do you want to chat?"

Raphael glanced at him, and after seeing the undisguised concern in his eyes, he pursed his lips: "There's nothing to talk about, he's just the luckiest of us."

But he saw that Juan's eyes were red because of this sentence.

How could Rafael bear this, so he could only explain: "I don't envy him for having that special maternal love. I think he is lucky because he enjoys his father's unreserved love."

Wasn't it lucky that he was the only one of them who grew up with a father?

Juan thought about it, and it seemed that this was indeed the case, but he still whispered, "You have Al, too, and he loves you very much."

"I know."

What fate owed him has already been repaid.

The author has something to say: Alberto should appear for the fourth time in this article.

The first time was an Italian mustache lawyer.

The second time was Christian Alberto, a young blond fan of Juventus. He looked like a little girl, because of him, Rafael signed his and his friend's sneakers at that time.

The third time is the little baby who appeared in the extra episode. The name was chosen because if Alberto was translated into English, it would be Albert, the name of Hughes.

The fourth time is this chapter, which can be regarded as an account of the past.

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