ball magic

Zanetti didn't understand why Raphael hid the jersey with him, and why didn't he give it to him to make him happy.

So what is the reason?

Because he is a nice guy.

According to Simeone, "you can even bully him".

Raphael could only find such a gentleman among a group of hooligans, and of course he would not let such an honest person go.

Passarella looked in a good mood when he walked into the dressing room, but he didn't praise Rafael, just like he didn't praise other players.Instead, he severely criticized the team's missed opportunity to counterattack at the end of the first half.

It is not surprising that everyone was criticized by him, and they listened to him honestly.

There is an exception in the locker room, because he is busy "catching the ghost".

Rafael glanced coldly at his teammates in the locker room. Except for Zanetti, no one seemed like a good person!

who!Who the hell took my spare jersey!

His hair was wet, and drops of water slid down the ends of his hair and onto his body drop by drop.

That's right, he's still naked because the spare clothes are gone!Nothing but a scarf underneath!

Which bastard took his jersey!

Passarella had noticed Rafael's restlessness earlier, but he just pretended not to see it.After the angry reprimand was over, he felt refreshed.

It is good for them to deal with such trivial matters by themselves, so Passarella walked out first.

When Rafael's eyes fell on himself again, Simeone rolled his eyes, "What do you think I am doing, have you changed your mind and you want to give me your jersey?"

"Where's my spare jersey?" Raphael stared at him, this bastard must know who got it, so he asked "rabbit" carefully.

"I didn't take it again! What's the use of your spare?" Simeone also rolled his eyes back, he is also the captain after all!team leader!Can't even give this kid a little more respect?

Raphael swept towards the others, all with innocent and impatient expressions.

The "inner ghost" didn't catch it, and Rafael's eyes fell on Morales.

The reason is simple, this guy has only played for one or two minutes, and the game may be over before he touches the ball!

Hugo Morales, a young international with almost no name in the locker room, at this moment, under the eyes of Rafael's "ball bully", he could only obediently give away his spare jersey.

Raphael accepted it with satisfaction, and bid farewell to the naked body state.

However, Morates is also a short man who is not very tall, so this jersey is more close to the flesh. Rafael frowned, didn't bother to care, and continued to pack his luggage.

The current Argentine Football Association is not crazy enough to let them go to the airport immediately after the game and fly back to Spain on a red-eye flight.So booked a flight for them tomorrow morning, and if he takes time off after the game, he should have a night to spend with his family.

Rafael had just put on his jersey, and everyone left the locker room one after another amid the shouts of assistant coach Savilla.

Rafael, who was on the bench in the second half, found a hat and put it on slowly, walked to Zanetti's place, opened the bag, took out the jersey, put it in his bag, and took the bag with him Get out of the locker room.

When he got to the bench, he didn't sit still, and walked over after seeing Passarella.

Passarella looked at him strangely, only to find out that this kid came to ask him for leave.

This made "Tie Shuai" laugh, because theoretically speaking, when the game was over, they would disband on the spot.But Raphael asked him for leave so formally, of course he would approve it, and in fact it pleased him.

Rafael was allowed to leave, and he was in a better mood, so watching them being bombarded by the Chileans around the goal in the second half did not affect his mood in the slightest.

Until it hits the pitch.

Yes, fight.

The main character is Ayala, and we mentioned Ayala earlier.It was the fast central defender who saw Raphael was about to take a corner kick and ran, bringing Salas down in the penalty area.

Already lost and lost, Rafael will not "die" in the future. The Chilean player who played today has already booked the background board for the next 1 years.

Of course they don't!

Ivan Zamorano is the first to settle accounts with Ayala!

Of course Simeone didn't do it either!

So there was almost a fight on the field!

All the teammates around Rafael were filled with righteous indignation, but he himself sat calmly, resting his chin on his hands, eating melons calmly.

Seeing that Simeone and Ivan Zamorano started to push and shove, the referee simply gave a yellow card to control the situation!

This had a certain effect. Ortega was a small one, and he was also the fifth scum of the war. No one paid attention to him when he was fighting, so he could only comfort Salas.

Salas is currently playing for the River Plate team, and he is a club teammate with Argentina, including Ortega, so even though his expression is still very upset, he was pulled up, and it almost eliminated a big fight--shit!

The Croatian referee who enforced the law impartially did not forget the culprit, and directly gave Ayala a red card, and gave the Chilean a penalty.

Ayala's eyes are full of disbelief, and he really wants to ask, brother, do you understand the rules? This is how we play football in South America!

But he could only end in a daze. Passarella glanced at him with a stern expression, but still clapped his hands with him.

At this time, I have to feel that the head coach is a defender, which is still a little bit good, otherwise, with Passarella's character, the red dot package still wants to be comforted?Don't even think about being recruited in the future!

Rafael looked at Ayala's expression and found that the brim of the hat covered the light, so he turned the brim of the peaked cap to the back, stopped paying attention, and let other teammates discuss the penalty just now.

It's not that he is indifferent to his teammates, but because Ayala is too young now.

Being young means lack of experience, and lack of experience will make mistakes. A good central defender grows up by making mistakes.

Ayala will be Argentina's most reassuring central defender in the future, but at the moment he still needs to grow, so paying some tuition is acceptable.

Twelve yards ago, Salas made it in one go and scored the penalty kick he had personally won.

The goalkeeper who was put on the field by Passarella today is Caballero. If Goyechea, who is the best in Argentine history, is also on the bench, the Chilean may be cut again in his heart.

Now the time is only 58 minutes into the second half, and the Chileans started playing 11 against 10, naturally starting to attack wildly.

Raphael frowned slightly, and soon stretched again.

Passarella's first line of defense also has some merits. With the whole team retreating, Argentina's defense line seems to be crumbling, but in fact it is as stable as a dog, and it can make Batty cold at every turn.

With a heavy shooter like him, it would be even more powerful if there was a long pass master on the field, such as Veron, who was still a little immature and had not been called by Passarella.Of course Raphael can also be competent.

At 70 minutes Passarella replaced Batty with menopausal striker Crespo.

Although Batty doesn't want to end yet, he has already scored a goal after all, so he is not unhappy.After the game, he happily sat beside Raphael, intending to chat with the younger generation.

As soon as he sat down, Raphael stared at him coldly and asked, "Who got my jersey?"

"Huh?" Batty pretended to be stupid.

Raphael was still staring at him, his gray-blue eyes narrowed into a line, like a big cat locked on its prey.

"Ortega and they won't take it. Diego has my jersey, don't you?"

His straightforward and narcissistic questioning made Batty speechless. After two seconds, he patted Raphael on the shoulder lovingly, "Son, be more humble and less arrogant."

Then he never looked at Raphael again!

Raphael was also speechless by his anger.

If he hadn't had a "rabbit" to help him identify his spare jersey, which was in Batty's bag, he would have thought he was blaming the good guy!

Really good acting!

Crespo also worked very hard after playing, but unfortunately it was difficult for him to get a chance in the case of 10 against 11.At the end of the game, the score was still 3:1.

The Chilean lost to Buenos Aires, but he still cheered up and thanked the fans present, and saw a whirlwind sweeping past.

The Chilean took a closer look and found that Rafael had asked the referee for today's game ball, and ran to the family seats like the wind.

If we replay it, we can see that he is still carrying a luggage bag on his back, and the sneakers on his feet have been replaced with sneakers, and he is wearing a peaked cap backwards. He is dressed like a tourist boy.

Before Raphael turned over the stands this time, he threw the ball to Aimar.

Seeing the ball coming, Aimar stretched out his feet subconsciously to catch it, and then hit his knee, and the ball came into his arms.

He stared blankly at Raphael who had turned over the stands, and began to ponder a series of questions——

Have Raphael and I changed from ordinary friends to friends who can gift each other a commemorative ball for their national team debut?

So do I need to give him my River Plate debut jersey?

But will Javier (Saviola) be angry?

Rafael "tears" Javier off, of course this Javier is his stupid brother.

Turning around, he saw Aimar smiling at him a little dullly, and the little dwarf Saviola behind him looked at him with undisguised hostility.

Rafael raised his eyebrows and rubbed Aimar's head deliberately.

This height difference made it easy for him to knead.Even though Aimar cut her hair short, it still has natural curls, soft and curled up, and feels very good to the touch.

Aimar didn't like this action, and frowned slightly. Rafael let go of his hand, raised his chin, and gave orders to the little curly-haired dwarf, "Aren't you going to eat roast beef? I'm hungry."

The game was at three in the afternoon, so he had lunch at 11 and he wasn't full.

For developing adolescents, starvation can be quite unbearable.

Raphael can be patient if necessary, but isn't there a treat now?

Aimar blinked, and said innocently and a little wronged: "But that restaurant doesn't open until after 10 pm..."

He didn't know that Raphael would want him to treat him right now, the place is not open yet.

Rafael is also a native of Buenos Aires, of course he knows that many restaurants are open late, but!he!Hungry!up!

"How about another one?" Aimar held the ball and discussed with him. For the sake of the ball, he could bleed heavily.

Seeing Rafael's gray-blue eyes looking at him, Aimar said he wanted to replace the restaurant, "There is a restaurant nearby, and our team players will frequent it..."

Raphael continued to stare at him.

He doesn't usually like pnbs of any kind because it means they're often not the best choice, but the look at him from the little guy in front of him softens his heart a bit,

Of course he doesn't judge himself.At this moment, Veronica pushed him behind him, and Raphael simply nodded.

If you don't agree, you will embarrass this little man, right?

At this time, Aimar introduced to Rafael: "This is Javier Saviola, my good friend, also in the river plate, playing forward."

Rafael looked at Saviola, and considering that the little man in front of him would have a hard time in the future, he extended his hand generously.

After Saviola quickly shook hands with him, he withdrew his hand immediately.

He didn't want to shake hands with Raphael!In no mood!

He is a fan of Maradona!

But Veronica was just smiling at him qaq!

Betrayed his faith, making Saviola sluggish the whole time.

Aimar found that this guy could not be counted on, and he would not get along with Raphael, so he decided to take them out of the special passage first.

This is River Plate's home court, and he skillfully took Rafael and the others through the stadium.But I don't know what to say on the road?

Aimar thought about several topics in his mind and shot them one by one.

He and Rafael are very familiar because they know each other's style of play best.Even the way and route they like to play the ball, but they became friends and communicated with each other because of the recent correspondence.

But in the letter, they didn't discuss each other's preferences at all, so what else does Rafael like besides football?

Will he tell himself the truth?

Aimar was a little skeptical, because he would not tell Raphael that he likes to watch "Tom and Jerry" the most, even if he watched it ten thousand times, he would never get bored.

He sneaked a glance at Raphael, and saw that he was walking in a super cool way with his hands in his pockets.

He glanced at his face again, and his first emotion was——so handsome.

The upright Yangou Aimar shut his mouth tightly again.

What makes Aimar a little lucky is that Raphael's manager and brother are very fond of talking, and the atmosphere is not awkward.

It's just that he didn't know if it was his illusion, Raphael walked faster and faster, faster and faster!

This made him have to adjust his stride frequency so that he could be the one leading the way.

But this reminded him of the long and narrow alleys in "Area 31". He looked down at Rafael's legs, and then at his own, a little frustrated.

Raphael noticed it the moment he adjusted his pace, and of course his subsequent actions could not escape his detection, which made him glance at Aimar's feet and immediately smiled.

The laughter was not loud, but because he was the one laughing, it was enough for the group to hear.

For a long time, Veronica looked at Raphael at this moment, wondering what her brother was laughing at.

Yes, it was very rare to make him laugh out loud, especially in the past two years, her brother was very stingy with smiles, let alone laughter.

Aimar blushed with anger!

He saw it!Of course he saw what Raphael was laughing at!

He hates people laughing at his feet the most in his life!too!Small!

And it wasn't the first time that Raphael laughed at him! [1]

Of course Raphael would not tell his sister, idiot brother and manager that he was laughing at Aimar's small feet, but those small feet!Small!foot!It was indeed his joke.

He wouldn't have had such small feet when he was Aimar's height.Saviola next to Aimar is shorter than him, but Saviola's feet are also normal size.

Thinking about being unable to play football because of his sudden growth, and looking at Aimar, who has a figure in children's clothes and a pair of small feet, and is obviously troubled by this, it is hard for Rafael not to laugh—at least at this moment, he can feel that God is Fair.

Although Aimar was visibly annoyed.

And secretly stared at him several times.

Even though it's a restaurant near Monument Stadium, they still walk a long way, but it's all worth it!

Raphael was very happy with the meal and ordered a second serving.

Javier was full of praise.

Veronica ate the whole serving under Oriol's disapproving eyes.

Although Aimar also ate happily, his little mind was full of small money.

He is now the future star of River Plate. After he was promoted to the first team, he was replaced with a "big contract". However, because River Plate is habitually in arrears of wages and he is accustomed to handing over the money to his father, he does not carry much with him. ...

He was counting the tip, and Raphael finally satisfied his stomach.

It put him in a good mood, so good that he didn't mind seeing Saviola courting his sister.Veronica didn't like such a dwarf, so he looked at the dwarf who was distracted, "What are you thinking?"

"Tip—" the moment Aimar blurted out, his face was full of annoyance.

Oriol almost laughed, he had to say that this Argentine kid is much cuter than Raphael!

"You didn't bring any money?" Raphael laughed.

"How is it possible!" Aimar, who was not covered by long curly hair and whose red ears were fully exposed, was about to explain, but Raphael changed the subject in a rare "kindness" and asked him, "Short, do you want to grow taller?"

Aimar's eyes widened, his face turned red rapidly, and he was so angry!

Raphael laughed again.

Veronica sighed in her heart, she no longer expected her brother to make friends, really.

It may not be easy for Raphael to speak well, but his Sense Motive skill points are still full.

So he smiled, seeing Aimar's expression at the moment, he also knew that the little man was irritated by him.

He didn't bother to argue, he opened the bag, took out a notebook, and handed it over.

Aimar took it with both hands, and looked at him curiously. Raphael was too lazy to speak, and raised his chin to signal him to open it.

After Aimar opened it, those round eyes became even rounder.

It was a handwritten cookbook.

He turned two pages, feeling both moved and complicated.

The touching thing is that this cookbook was obviously hand-copied by Raphael. In any case, this is a precious and thoughtful gift.

The complication is that if he follows the recipe, he may not be able to eat delicious roast beef once a month...

For the Argentines, this is really too cruel.

He continued to flip through, and found that the second half of the book actually contained some schedules and training arrangements, which made him even more surprised, and he couldn't help but look at Raphael.

Raphael drank the yerba mate tea slowly, looking too lazy to talk.

The recipe is due to Rabbit and more to Macy's experience.

Messi was also a little glass man when he first debuted, often injured and missed games, but under scientific training and strict diet management, he gradually bid farewell to injuries.

It is almost unrealistic for a small physique like Aimar to grow taller and stronger by himself.Since natural growth is impossible, we can only work hard the day after tomorrow to reduce injuries.

Messi and Ronaldo are both typical in this regard.

The former kept his mouth shut to at least reduce injuries and prolong the peak; the latter changed his body shape and even his style of play through continuous efforts.

"Can you really grow taller after eating?" Saviola asked after taking a look.

Raphael raised his eyebrows, too lazy to answer this question.

If he had these two little guys with a recipe and a hope in front of him, would he still ask such a question?

Saviola: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

This kid's eyes are really annoying!

Veronica sighed again in her heart.

The dinner was paid for by Javier. Since this guy had a fiancée, his wallet has been taken over.Everyone knows the disadvantages, and the advantage is that I live on regular pocket money from my wife, and I dare not spend it all at once.

Aimar originally wanted to insist on paying the bill, but Veronica smiled and persuaded him, "Take us to that barbecue restaurant next time, Rafa is looking forward to it."

If he heard this sentence before the meal, Aimar would question it, but at this moment he firmly believes it.

Holding the notebook and the ball, Aimar said goodbye to Rafael seriously and with some reluctance.

Rafael said: "See you next time with the national team."

It's obviously a great blessing, thought Aimar, it must have encouraged me to get into the first team!He had a big smile on his face.

Rafael looked at the corner of the little man's lips, but didn't emphasize that he was talking about the World Youth Championship.

Aimar then bid farewell to everyone, and Saviola also looked reluctant-he couldn't bear the goddess!

When they leave, Rafael will also go to the hotel with his sister and the others.

While waiting for the car, Veronica held back, but still couldn't hold back, looked at her younger brother, and said in a serious tone, "Rafa!"

"Ok?"

"If you like a kid, you can't bully him all the time—you're not a kid in kindergarten anymore."

"..."

The author has something to say: [1] Aimar claims to be 170cm tall, but after removing the water from the curly hair, he is only about 168cm tall, 1cm shorter than Messi.

As for the feet, they are also famously small, really!very!out!name!

He claims to be a size 37, but according to the height he said to the outside, we should also consciously remove some water, so this guy who is famous for his "small feet" is only about a size 36 or even smaller.

Regarding the height of players, in fact, we often see different versions.

For example, Iker Casillas, the dwarf in the goalkeeper claims to be 185, but in fact there is a gap of 186-185 cm visible to the naked eye between Kaka, who claims to be 3 tall, and the president, who is 4 cm tall.