[football] this god

"How about Messi's brilliance today? Do you still think it's just aesthetics?" Leo rushed back to the locker room after the game and sent Ronaldo a text message proudly and reservedly.

But Ronaldo did not reply until Christmas.

Rio was a little unhappy, and he was not going to talk to Ronaldo anymore.

But there is always some good news for Christmas. For example, the short offseason of La Liga has begun. Leo can bid farewell to the stadium for a while and return to his hometown with his father for a small vacation.

"Leo, that's really cool. I mean at the age of 16, he made his debut in a team like Barcelona and scored goals." Not very familiar - if his father hadn't encouraged him to participate in this party, Leo would probably still be sitting in the backyard at home basking in the sun in a daze.

"Thank you, it's mainly some non-difficult games-I'm still a supporting role in the team." It's not that Leo doesn't understand social rhetoric. It turns out that he can do well when he needs this.

"But that four in a row is really great!" It was Antonella, the cousin of his youth training teammate, who spoke. "To be honest, that's really very few people can do it."

Leo and Antonella knew each other well, having known each other since they were too young to understand the difference between men and women.To be honest, Leo felt that her appreciation was the most sincere, "Thank you Anton, but obviously some people think that it's just playing tricks and has no practical effect."

"But I think it's not bad, that made a goal, didn't it?" Antonella poked his boyfriend-Leo didn't know the boy, but I heard that he was Antonella's high school classmate, "Ca Rose likes the pick the most, but he can't learn it, and I told him he should read the history books."

The boy smiled a little shyly, "But that was really good, very... amazing."

Leo thanked him for his compliment with a smile.

"Tottenham took the lead, and Manchester United fell behind 0:1 in the away game."

I don't know who moved the TV in the living room, and there was a commentary on the Premier League broadcast from the TV.

Leo's expression moved, and Carlos—Antonella's little boyfriend noticed it almost immediately, "Do you want to watch the Premier League?"

Leo hesitated for a moment, nodded honestly, but still explained, "The style of the Premier League and La Liga is very different, but it is very interesting, I will watch it when I am bored...uh..." - he suddenly realized that he This sentence seems to imply that this is a "boring" occasion, but fortunately, the people present are still young children, no one thinks too much, they just allow Leo to leave for a while to watch the game indifferently .

"But you have to promise that you will come over and help us toast and beef later." They demanded, "Now we go to play football, you don't have to participate in this part-I guess you don't want to pay back when you are on vacation" Contest". "

Leo agreed with a smile, and the others left with a laugh—to his surprise, Carlos and Antonella stayed.

Although Antonella was going to take Carlos to play football with her cousin and the others.

"Ronaldo got the ball, and gave it to Scholes quickly, very efficient! Scholes lost the ball immediately-this is Ronaldo's fault, his ball is too big." The commentator sighed, " As common sense in human society, I hope Ronaldo will pay attention, when you can sprint [-] meters in ten seconds, don't imagine that the whole world can do it."

But when you can't match a genius, do you have the right to blame the genius for being unable to adapt to the mediocrity of ordinary people?Leo thought so, but he didn't say it.

"But fortunately, Tottenham's pass also missed the touchline, and Manchester United reorganized their attack."

"The ball was given to Ronaldo again, this time Ronaldo did not choose to pass the ball, he took the ball to the front of the penalty area!"

"The Tottenham defender brought down Ronaldo from behind diagonally! Committed..." The commentary was like being strangled, and the voice stopped abruptly, and he didn't speak again until a few seconds later, "The referee of the Premier League really played Stable... Can this kind of ball be regarded as the level of "you can continue the game without calling a penalty"? "

"Hey, Tottenham take the ball and attack."

"Keane broke the ball over the touchline and Tottenham continued to serve."

"Ronaldo?"

"Ronaldo is chasing steals?" The commentary sounded a bit confused-the ball has reached Manchester United's half, this position is not a frequent position for midfielders, "Uh, but it's good, young people have Defensive awareness is a good thing."

The scene gave Ronaldo a close-up shot, with a fierce light in the little curly eyes.

"This Ronaldo is so handsome." Antonella exclaimed while eating nuts.

Carlos pursed his lips and said nothing, but Antonella smiled and pushed him gently when he saw it, and whispered something in his ear.Only then did Carlos laugh again—seeing that Leo was still staring at the TV, he quickly kissed Antonella on the cheek.

"Carlos, although I'm not that kind of person, but seriously, you can easily get revenge for doing this kind of thing in front of single people-I will probably tell her cousin about it." Leo still didn't Look at this young couple, but he obviously sees everything.

"Don't be like this, Leo..." Antonella continued with a smile, but Leo suddenly tensed up.She looked at Leo in a little surprise, then turned to watch TV again.

"Ronaldo! He was pushed down again in front of the penalty area! This time the referee awarded it! A yellow card and a free kick near the penalty area line!" The commentator said loudly, "The referee will only be blind once! It is impossible not to award the same foul twice!"

If it doesn't work the first time, it will be the second time. Once he is sure, no one can change it-Leo suddenly thought so, they are a little similar in this regard.

"Ronaldo was in front of the ball."

Ronaldo stood in front of the ball, breathing heavily, staring at the wall that Tottenham was lining up and the goalkeeper directing all the defenders, measuring the distance with his eyes, and thinking about how everyone might move.

Leo shook his head with a smile. He could tell that there was a problem with this position in front of the TV.Their position can be fixed on Ruud van Nistelrooy and Scholes, but they missed the big defender standing a little farther away-Ronaldo can connect with him and score with a header.

"Ronaldo takes the free kick!"

"Hey, it was almost... the goalkeeper lifted the ball with one palm, but there is still time, and we can continue to organize." The commentary sounded like a sigh.

But Ronaldo looked calm instead, and he seemed unmoved by this small setback.

"United play again."

"Ronaldo catches the ball... is it a strong attack again?"

"Ronaldo fell! Yellow card!"

"No, no, no... red card! Two yellow cards turned into one red card! Same foul, same position! In the minute of the game, fate favored Manchester United! Ronaldo sent off the Tottenham defender with two yellow cards within 5 minutes!"

"Now he still has a chance for a free kick! Let's see if Manchester United can seize it this time!"

Leo froze for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

Ronaldo is such a smart bastard.

The referee tolerated a foul and a second yellow card, but reverted to his old ways in just a few minutes, which of course was a huge challenge to the referee.

With a probability of more than 50%, the referee will show a second yellow card without mercy.

"Leo...why do you say Ronaldo is an asshole?" Antonella asked with blinking eyes.

Leo froze, and after a while he said slowly, "Did I say that?"

Antonella and Carlos nodded solemnly with exactly the same frequency.