[football] this god

In 2003-2004, Manchester United's first Champions League game was a big one - Cristiano was absolutely sure of that.

This is not to say that his memory is so amazing that he can perfectly remember the score of a certain game more than ten or twenty years ago. This is just his judgment based on his opponent.

What kind of opponent is this?

This is a team that Cristiano can hardly find any information in his own impression.

In other words, this is a team of the kind that Cristiano collectively called "youdon "tkonwwho" in his later years in Real Madrid. The teammates guessed its pronunciation, and then laughed and mocked each other's guesses-these all mean that whether it is Manchester United now or Real Madrid at the time, once they meet them, they will not win by three goals, and five by five. barely passed.

Cristiano never makes special preparations for such an opponent, because it is meaningless. As long as he and his teammates really appear on the court, the game has already won.

He has always believed in this, but unfortunately the media doesn't believe him very much.

"He is." A reporter stood up and watched Cristiano say such a seemingly meaningless nonsense at the pre-match press conference.

"He is." Jazz repeated the statement seemingly meaninglessly.

But Cristiano's countless experiences can let him know that this is a battle-reporters are questioning the Jazz's decision and questioning whether Cristiano can really start in a Champions League group match.The Jazz confirmed this without hesitation. He was maintaining his prestige and decision, and at the same time defending Cristiano.

Cristiano is used to not being protected, but he obviously enjoys being protected by the Jazz, so he pretended to be ignorant of this war, quietly enjoying the feeling of being protected.

"Do you really think this kid can stand in Europe?" the reporter continued.

Cristiano knew what he meant.

Even if it was just a group match at home, it would still be a place where the whole of Europe would pay attention.Any mistake will be magnified countless times, and Cristiano is just a young man, at the age of making mistakes-but the media and fans will not remember him, they only know that he is standing there, So he is equal to everyone on the field.

Their boos and accusations won't stop because of his.

He can't afford it.

— That's what the reporter hinted at.

The Jazz looked at Cristiano who was sitting next to him, and he was silent for a while, "Pele won his first World Cup when he was 17 years old, and Cristiano has already."

There was an uproar.

Pele had won his first World Cup by the time he was 17, Cristiano had, and he was far behind schedule - no doubt that's what the Jazz were implying.

But is that Bailey?

The Chosen One, Thechosenone, call it what you will, but that's Pele - there's been only one of them throughout the ages.

Cristiano is far behind him.

Even Cristiano couldn't help looking at the Jazz in surprise this time.

No one would elevate a little boy straight up to this level, it's horrible.

"I know what you're thinking. You think it's an unattainable legend. You think I'm killing this kid." Jazz said calmly, "But that's what you think. I know exactly what I'm doing and I'm very Know what this kid needs to be. I don't need anyone to teach me how to lead this kid because you don't know anything about him."

The flashing lights in the audience flickered even more frantically, and more reporters raised their hands in an attempt to attract Jazz's attention.But the Jazz didn't give anyone another chance, so they stood up and pulled Cristiano away.

"Are you afraid?"

After leaving all the audience, Jazz finally turned to look at Cristiano and asked him this.

"Manchester United does not tolerate fear." Cristiano replied subconsciously - this is a sentence that Jazz told him back then. Jazz said, "Cristiano, Manchester United does not condone cowards. You may not be the strongest, but You have to be the toughest."

Jazz looked at Cristiano for a moment, then laughed.

He patted Cristiano on the shoulder, "That's right, Manchester United children are not allowed to be afraid - I knew you were born to be a Manchester United child."

"I knew from the day I met you that you were going to be a Manchester United kid," Jazz went on, "I'm rarely excited about a player starting, but I just have to think that you're about to represent Manchester United. I feel proud in front of the whole of Europe - Cristiano, I have this instinct, it tells me that you will shine and be invincible. And in order to achieve this, you must be indestructible. Especially not to be destroyed by expectations, abuse, doubts .”

"Cristiano, don't be afraid to set yourself an almost impossible goal," Jazz said. "Didn't you say you want to conquer the world? Then take off from a very high place and fly to an impossible place— —Only when your goal is so high that it seems almost impossible can you let everyone see your ability and let the whole world be amazed by you.”

Cristiano knew his fate, he was only moved by the Jazz's affection.

He used to be a child, even if he heard such words, he only regarded it as the coach's expectation-he never thought about it back then, if it was just a coach, why should the Jazz be proud of his starting lineup?It was something arranged by the Jazz, and it was completely within his control, not something to be proud of or excited about.

But he does feel this.

Therefore, the Jazz did not regard themselves as a coach from the beginning, nor did they regard Cristiano as one of the countless players who came and went under him.

In football, Cristiano has many coaches, but only Jazz is his father.

His bones were forged by him, his blood was endowed by him, and even his soul was first shaped by Jazz.

"It is my greatest luck to be able to go to Manchester United." Cristiano looked into Jazz's eyes and said, "It is also my greatest luck to meet Jazz."

Jazz froze for a moment - Cristiano is not a provocative person, let alone a flatterer, he already knew this, so when he said this, Jazz was very sure, it was entirely from him inner.

Jazz wanted to reach out and hug the good boy, but he finally restrained himself.

He just said: "Then use your luck - start by winning this Champions League for me."

Not for United, but for Ferguson.