[football] exactly the same

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"In the penultimate round of the group stage, Portugal has already ensured to advance to the knockout round. As long as they keep a tie in the last round, they will be guaranteed to qualify first in the group—however, everything cannot escape a 'but'."

The commentator gave a dry laugh, full of helplessness and hehehehe.

"I don't mean to look down on the Netherlands in the slightest. The Netherlands is a very good team, but in fact I think the thing is this-when you have two Ronaldos, even if I say I want to play against Brazil or Madrid with Pele I don't think it's strange that Radona's Argentina wants a draw or a small victory. Besides, I only asked Portugal to 3-0 the Netherlands before the game." The more the commentator said, the more confident he felt.

When a person feels that he is justified, it is usually when he starts to complain about the world-this is the most unchangeable truth.

"The result? The result Portugal - sorry, I have to repeat, this is a Portugal with two Ronaldos - was beaten 1-0 by the other side? Let's do a simple math problem, then it is equivalent to Portugal Lost four goals in this game!"

The British will cry when they hear it, and the Indians will be silent when they hear it. It is not the French who don't turn around.

Cristiano himself felt incredible.

He thought that the game against the Netherlands would not be too difficult-even if he couldn't win, there was no doubt about keeping the tie.So when things changed beyond his expectations in 78 minutes, Cristiano did not deny that he was also stunned.

And everything on the field is changing rapidly, and when Cristiano realizes how to restore the decline and try to keep the first place in the group that he almost got, it is obviously too late.

This is not an unacceptable loss. After all, it is not a bad result to play the Czech Republic in the knockout round-probably better than playing Germany, but if there is no big surprise, they will face Spain in the semifinals. It was outside of Cristiano's plan.

Yes, Cristiano admitted, he was counting on meeting Spain in the final - was it just to make sure Portugal went as far as possible, or to make sure that Cristiano was able to survive before meeting the real European overlords? There are more games to run in with other members of the national team.

Chris is right, national team football and club football are pretty much two different sports.No matter how brilliant you are in the club, it does not mean that you can kill the Quartet in the national team.So although Cristiano confirmed that Chris can handle the club, he still wants to get more opportunities for Chris to run in with the national team.

But now their circumstances suddenly changed, and all plans were forced to change.

Cristiano looked at his teammates who were equally dazed elsewhere on the field, but couldn't blame any of them - it was his fault, he should have realized earlier that no team is easy to deal with in the European Cup finals, he It shouldn't be too deliberate to let Chris get the ball and shoot, he shouldn't even be slow for a second on a counter-attack to let the Dutch player rush to clear before him.

If the current scene was caused by a certain person, it must be him.

"Cristiano." In the end, Pepe came over and hugged Cristiano, gently stroking his neck, "We should go back."

Cristiano looked at Pepe, that look was neither wronged nor painful, it seemed to be pure sadness-knowing that it was his fault, so he would not be wronged; but he was not desperate enough to cause pain.

Pepe wanted to comfort him a few words, but her lips moved, but she didn't know what to say—'it's nothing', it was too inserious to say it, and it was definitely not correct.But other than that, there seemed to be nothing else to say.

And Cristiano inadvertently helped Pepe solve his speechless, "Don't, don't comfort me."

Pepe didn't know why Cristiano said that, but he still followed Cristiano's advice habitually.Because Cristiano is always right, Cristiano always knows what he wants.

"Did he say so?"

But Pepe is always the calmer one of them all... I mean, he is always the calmer one except when he is on the court, so he took Cristiano to take a shower just to be on the safe side Kung Fu, quietly told Chris about their conversation.

Chris was a little surprised at first, but soon he himself felt that this was a very normal thing.

Of course Cristiano would say that.

Cristiano is a person who likes to take responsibility and be strong. No matter how pure and self-willed he is in private, when things come, he will always stand in front of everyone and bear blame or even abuse for everyone.

So correspondingly, Cristiano doesn't like others to treat himself as an object in need of comfort, because it makes him feel weak and incompetent.

"Leave it to me, I'll take care of this." Chris assured Pepe with his lips pursed.

Pepe felt that the only person he could trust at this time was Chris, so even though he was not sure whether Chris could comfort Cristiano, he still nodded.

But Chris was not in a hurry to do anything, he just boarded the bus as usual, sat next to Cristiano, got off at the hotel and had a meal, said goodbye to the others after the meal, and finally met Christine who had kept silent Arno returned to the room.

His gut told him he shouldn't show his 'love' for Cristiano in front of too many people - it just wasn't right.

"Do you wash first or me first?" Chris didn't say anything immediately even when he returned to the room, but continued to walk according to the daily routine.

really.

It was Cristiano who lost his composure first—still Cristiano.

"Don't you want to say something to me?" Cristiano seemed unsure.

Chris tilted his head and looked at Cristiano, "Should I say something?"

"Forget it." Cristiano seemed to be angry, "I'll go wash up first, you just wait outside!"

Chris felt that he seemed to be playing too big, so he hurried to authorize, "Of course I want to tell you something, Cristiano, but I'm just not sure if you really want to talk to me."

Cristiano folded his arms and looked at Chris fiercely. He was very angry and aggrieved. He thought everyone could see that he was unhappy—oh no, it didn’t matter that everyone didn’t notice, he just I thought Chris would see it and would comfort him or something.

But Chris didn't, and Chris seemed to turn a blind eye.

Chris also seemed to realize that he was too calm just now, "Cristiano, I don't think there is anything to it-I mean the loss. If anyone is responsible for this, it is all of us, Not you alone. Cristiano, you don’t have to take the responsibility of the whole world – yes, you are the one who should, but you are not the one who should take all the responsibility.”

Of course Chris can say that, but it is impossible for Cristiano to think that way, because it goes against his understanding of aesthetics as a leader.

"Cristiano, don't you often talk about destiny?" Chris continued, "It's our destiny too—God may not want us to avoid it, maybe he just wants us to meet Spain earlier, so that we either Lose a game heroically, or defeat them by shocking the world. Isn’t that your favorite aesthetic of heroism?”

"But..." Cristiano hesitated a little.

But before this heroic aesthetic, I want a national team champion-realism can sometimes overcome all aesthetics.

"No but, Cristiano." Chris said mildly but tough-he knew what Cristiano needed at this time, and Cristiano needed orders, "No but, you need to rest now. Listen to me, Cristiano No, get a good night's sleep, train as usual, and everything will fall into place."

"We will get what we deserve, like your favorite saying, we have never failed God, and God will never fail us." Chris said, "Don't think about the three-peat, don't think about beating Spain. Don't try to make them lose everything - just think, I'm fighting for you and Portugal and you're fighting for me and Portugal. You said I was God's chance for you and God's for you A travel companion. And you, Cristiano, you are also a chance and a travel companion given to me by God."

Cristiano's expression softened a lot—that's great, Mr. Aveiro really knows the charm of language.Thinking this way, Chris secretly thanked Mr. Aveiro who helped him find a way to appease Cristiano's three-peat heart.

Although the place of use is different from what they imagined, the effect is still good enough.

Chris should have stopped at this spot to give Cristiano a little space, but he had an idea - a bit risky, but he felt that he should do it, it was a very strong instinct, it seemed to miss this time There will be no more chances.

"Cristiano, come on. Come to my brother, and give me a hug." Chris said solemnly.