ball magic

May 2002, 5, the eve of the Champions League final.

For every football teenager, being on the stage of the Champions League final is definitely one of the biggest dreams.

And for professional players, it's the ultimate dream.

Owen, who is only 23 years old, is about to step on this stage and realize his dream.

He should be very excited, sharing his joy with all the family, but Owen found that he was not interested in it.

Whether it is a text message from his parents, girlfriend or other relatives and friends, he has no intention of replying.

This is not normal.

But compared to the option of "nervous before the game", Irving is more inclined to pin the blame on Raphael.

Yes, it is him!

If it wasn't for this guy, how could he be forced to stand on a chair after today's training, read the review under the camera in front of all his teammates and coaching staff!

And what about the guy who read the self-criticism with him?

Not only did he not feel ashamed, but when faced with the booing from his teammates, he showed no expression the whole time, as if he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

This also made Owen lose his last consolation——

This guy's face is too thick, he didn't take the review seriously at all, and he was the only one who felt ashamed and embarrassed!

屮!

This is too aggrieved, it must be because he is so aggrieved that he doesn't want to read those text messages, and he doesn't want to chat with everyone!

Although Owen blamed Raphael, he still felt that he had nothing to do.

And his roommate Redondo didn't know where he went, which also made Owen lose his chat partner.

Just when Owen felt that if he lay down on the bed again, he would grow mushrooms all over his body, he heard a rhythmic knock on the door.

Such a regular knock on the door made Owen think it was a staff member, but when he opened the door, he found that it was Jaminia who appeared in front of the door.

Owen was shocked!

Jaminia, how could this Brazilian guy knock on the door so well?This is so abnormal.

When Jaminia saw him, he showed his white teeth at him, and then walked in familiarly.

After Owen closed the door silently, he saw that Jaminia had already looked at his and Redondo's bedroom, and complained, "It really doesn't look like a room where two men live."

Owen has long been familiar with the Brazilians, and he gave him a blank stare when he heard this complaint, "Are men going to make a mess of the room? Do you dare to say this in front of Rafa and Fernando? Oh, And the sub-team."

The vice team refers to Zanetti.

Owen has never regarded Raphael as the captain, but he has always been convinced of Zanetti, and he always uses the title of vice team when calling him.

Jaminia twitched the corner of his mouth: "Even in front of them, I dare to say it! By the way, everything is boring? Want to play with me?"

Hang out with Brazilians?

Now?

After eight o'clock in the evening?

Isn't this "night tour"?

Owen shook his head violently, and he would not dare to give him another hundred courage.

Cough cough cough, it's not that he is afraid of his wife, he is a man who abides by discipline in the team, whether in the national team or in the club, especially tomorrow is the Champions League final!

If it was a year ago, seeing Irving shaking his head, Jaminia would definitely put his ass up and leave.

But now?

He mocked: "I don't think it's wrong for you to come to Inter Milan, but it's wrong for me."

After seeing Owen's suspicious eyes, he sneered: "This weird team has a bunch of strict wives, Figo! Raphael! Zanetti! There is also a guy who looks like he is having fun, but is actually afraid of his wife. Don’t want Cannavaro, plus you, Juan, and Redondo, hehe, at least half of the team is strictly wives.”

Seeing that Owen was about to get angry, he waved his hands and said, "That's all right, all right, don't try to justify, I only trust my own eyes."

How could Owen not speak!

He said angrily: "We just respect our wives! Respect! This is called respect!"

He didn't admit that he and Zanetti and Redondo were also called strict wives.

Jaminia nodded perfunctorily: "Yeah, respect, respect, you respect you. By the way, I told you to play, not to take you out. If I went to have fun, I wouldn't take you to spoil the fun."

It was the last two sentences that made Owen put down his fight back, but asked curiously: "Then where are you taking me? It's already past eight o'clock."

"Hey hey!" Jaminia said with a smile, "Go spy on Rafa's love affair. Aren't you going to publish an autobiography in the future? This is the highlight."

Owen: "..."

Not to mention, he really couldn't refuse this "temptation".

But his rationality is still reminding him: "I heard from those Argentines that the Argentine national team selected for the World Cup is now training in Rome. After watching the Champions League tomorrow, they will fly to Japan, right?"

Yes, in this Italian team with 6 Argentine internationals, he has been forced to accept too much information related to Argentina because his Spanish is advancing by leaps and bounds. ③эㄚQχδ.CΟM

Jaminia still had a wretched smile: "Who says we can only see people if they come over?"

It was just such a sentence that made the Brazilian trick the 23-year-old into the elevator.

When the Brazilian pressed the elevator floor, he became even more confused——

Because the Brazilians press the 47th floor.

This five-star hotel in Glasgow has a total of 48 floors. Why did Raphael go to the 47th floor?

Seeing his puzzled little eyes, Jaminia started to hey again.

But this time Owen didn't get used to him, and said directly: "Don't keep it up, if you don't tell me, I won't go."

How boring!

Jaminia said: "I saw the guy get into the elevator, and after a while I found out that he went to the top garden. Of course we can't go directly to the top floor, because as soon as the elevator door opens, he can see us , we can still hear a fart!"

Owen was amazed by these words.

Before that, he would only be impressed by the awesomeness of the Brazilians when he was on the court and on the training ground, but now it is different, he is convinced!

When they reached the 47th floor, they walked around the stairs to the top floor, and when they arrived at the sky garden like thieves, they stretched their ears, and found that the plan was not as good as changing!

They did see Raphael holding a cell phone and talking on the phone, but the wind was so strong that they couldn't hear what the guy was saying at all!

Owen and the Brazilian looked at each other, and when he was about to propose to retreat, he found that the Brazilian gave him a wink first, and continued to walk forward cautiously along the decorative green plants, moving his buttocks.

Owen: "..."

Did the guy think he was doing some spy movie?

But at this level, isn't it a pity to turn around and leave?And there was nothing he could do when he returned to his room.

"Boring" is obviously a good excuse, which gave Owen the courage to be stupid, and also drove him to continue to follow the Brazilian on tiptoe.

Soon some crackling voices came to Owen's ears, which obviously came from Raphael.

"...Even if I lose to the whole world, I don't want to lose to the Brazilians and Ferguson..."

"No, how could I hate him? The price of losing to him is too great..."

Owen was still listening with his ears stretched out, when he saw Jaminia in front of him turned his head and looked at him, his eyes were wide open!

Was this discovered?

But Raphael's voice was still reaching his ears——

"Because he will show off, show off constantly, not only show off his own victories, but also show off our failures! He will go out of his way to tell the world that it was Manchester United that ended Inter's dominance, Raphael and Owen combined It can't compare to my Kaka..."

Now Owen finally knew what was wrong!

Fuck his romance!

Rafael spoke English, his mother tongue, and of course Jaminya couldn't understand anything.

And the two of them foolishly ran up to the top floor, approaching like thieves, just to listen to Raphael chatting with his father?

Owen has already regretted it, this is definitely one of the stupidest things he has done in his life!

And the other thing, which also happened today, is that shameful review!

On the eve of the finals, why did it turn out like this?

Owen questioned himself in his heart.

At this moment, he saw Jaminia suddenly turned his head and made a mouth shape to him. Before he could react, he saw that the Argentine who was calling a few meters away was already relying on his hateful big eyes. Long legs appeared in front of him.

Oh, to correct it, she appeared in front of him condescendingly.

After all, he was still stooping.

"That's what Fergie would do."

Hughes, who was staying at another hotel in Glasgow, had no idea his son had won a cat-and-mouse game, laughing and saying, "He likes Ricardo, a lot. But I promise, he'll just say ' It was Manchester United that ended Inter's dominance, we beat the best player in the world'."

The bragging from his father made Rafael twitch his lips, but his eyes were still fixed on those two stupid teammates.

He was already planning to end the call because of these two guys.

"I won't give him a chance."

"Of course you don't. If you win the game, I'll be proud of you. But if Manchester United win the game, I'll be very happy too."

Even through the receiver, even if Hughes was not in front of him, Raphael saw the smile on his mouth.

This made him ignore the two stupid teammates in front of him, and coaxed his father: "Javier told me that he said that you are the invincible king, and you will kill all the fans."

Hughes laughed: "I'm not a banker! But you're right, tomorrow is destined to be my lucky day. But I want to be even luckier."

"Ok?"

"After the game, you are about to fly to Japan. I want to give you a hug and send you to the airport myself."

Could Raphael refuse such an offer?

Of course he couldn't.

When he said good night to Hughes and hung up the phone, he saw the two guys he grabbed, one with his arms on his hips and the other with his hands folded around his chest, looking at him with the same weird smile on his face.

Seeing that Raphael and his father are so tired, Owen consciously caught his braids and cheered up again!

As for Jaminia, he didn't understand anything, but that didn't stop him from posing.

But in the next second, Raphael KO'd them——

"You two rookies in the finals, came here to eavesdrop on my phone call, do you want me to throw you over the shoulder to help you sleep?"

Now Owen and Jaminya are blown up!

Owen even retorted: "Yes, yes, we have never played in the Champions League final, but we didn't act like a baby with Dad before the game started!"

Whoa!

This time Jaminia also looked at Raphael, and before he could make a shocked expression, he found that his feet were already in the air, and his buttocks landed on the ground in the next second.

When Owen also landed beside him, the Brazilian bald man regained his balance.

Well, I don't have a single person to lose face.

A few minutes later, they were escorted to their floor by Raphael, and the demon was still standing in the corridor, watching them go back to the room before giving up!

When Owen returned to the room full of resentment, he saw that Redondo had returned.

Before he could say hello to Redondo, he saw Redondo raised his mobile phone and said to him: "Michael, Rafa said that you can't sleep because of tomorrow's game, let me give you a psychological counseling."

Owen: "..."

He really didn't expect that Raphael would do this too!

Faced with such vicious slander, and looking at his serious roommate, no matter how you look at it, he believed it to be true. Owen had mixed feelings into a thousand words, and finally summed it up into the simplest sentence that best expresses his emotions at the moment——

屮!

Those who play in the midfield are all black and bad-hearted!