[football] this god

"Today's game was very interesting."

Since meeting each other, Messi has never mentioned the name Ronaldo in text messages—perhaps because he thinks it's too silly to pretend that he knows each other well.

He started using the word "game" instead of the name Ronaldo.

So when he said the game was interesting, he was saying that Ronaldo performed well today.

"Mourinho, that defensive madman." Cristiano gritted his teeth and replied a seemingly irrelevant sentence.

"But his defensive counterattack is not only not conservative, but crazy. He also pursues victory, but he is more economical. He does not pursue winning ten goals, he only requires one more goal than his opponent."

Maybe it's because Mourinho and Barcelona once had a relationship, maybe it's because Mourinho realized how many people in the world are insulting the pass-and-control style of play. some favors.

"Porto is not a strong team. It is not easy for him to build it like this." Leo added after thinking for a while.

"Oh." Cristiano replied with a completely perfunctory word with his unique arrogance.

Leo rolled his eyes. He can actually understand Ronaldo's attitude towards Mourinho-after all, as a striker, it is not a good experience to be defended so closely by others for so long.

"Mourinho's defense is very characteristic, not pure ... you know, relegation team-style fear and conservative-to be honest, I think Mourinho is very interesting, he is not as many people describe him. Conservative. Well, I admit his football is not aesthetically pleasing, but that doesn't affect his intelligence."

"Oh." Cristiano replied dryly - Leo even suspected that Mr. Ronaldo didn't read what he wrote at all. After all, it is not very extraordinary to scan the entire text within a second and reply a word. easy job.

"Are you busy?" Leo tried to make this "scene" not so awkward.

Cristiano sat on the hotel bed and sneered, "It's not busy, I'm just surprised that you praised Mourinho so much. I thought the word control was engraved in Barcelona's blood."

"Blood cannot engrave letters, only bones can."

Cristiano stared at the screen of his mobile phone, feeling... very upset that Messi made such a joke that was not serious enough to pay enough attention to the serious issues between them!

"It doesn't matter at all. Mourinho is anti-passing, I thought you naturally hated him." Cristiano replied.

"He just realized the essence of passing and controlling. I respect everyone who respects the great style of passing and controlling-not to mention that he is very smart and his defense is very smart."

Cristiano rolled his eyes again, "Oh."

——This is the third time this word appeared this evening, and Leo was also angry at this completely impolite way of answering the question, "You can't hate him just because he defended Manchester United."

"He didn't guard Manchester United!" Cristiano yelled in his heart and on the phone screen at the same time.

"You just don't admit the facts." Leo sneered-although he admitted that Ronaldo performed well today and seemed smart enough, but he also admitted that Mourinho's overall defense against Manchester United has achieved great success.

Of course, the offense is also good, but the offense is not as good as the defense.

"I'm busy, don't reply to text messages!" Cristiano typed this and refused to talk to Messi again-this little man will never learn to chat well.

"Hey, Cristiano, what are you doing?" Fanny, who came to play in Cristiano's room, looked a little curious at Cristiano who threw away his phone and lay on the bed sullenly.

"Meet a very annoying person who likes all the things I hate." Cristiano turned over and buried his face on the pillow and said sullenly, "How can there be such a person?"

Van Nistelrooy looked at Ferdinand, Ferdinand looked at Van Nistelrooy, and it was Van Nistelrooy who sighed and said, "Then why are you talking to this man?"

"Because this person is very interesting!" Cristiano turned over and sat up suddenly, his eyes glistened and began to count the mountains and rivers, "Mei...I mean this person, although everything I like is hated, but this People say things that always make sense to me, like there's these shadows to the thing—it's like my..."

"Your other half is rational." Fanny continued with a stiff expression, "So, is that what you want to say?"

Cristiano rubbed his chin, then nodded very deeply, but after a moment, he shook his head decisively, "Why do you use such... strange words? It's just... the opposite of me."

Is there a difference? ——At this moment, even Ferdinand couldn't help thinking this way.

but……

"Well, assuming she's your opposite, why can't you just ignore her?" Ferdinand sighed, "Since you think she's annoying."

—Yes, she.What an obvious fact, why would you want to talk about football with another jerk when your life is full of jerks and football?

So, it's obviously a player's way of showing off his football ability to a little girl, and then... courting, you know.

"The point is that she is interesting." Cristiano subconsciously chose the gender pronoun used by Ferdinand-no other meaning, just the inertia when others use "she".

Ferdinand looked at Van Nistelrooy, Van Nistelrooy looked at Ferdinand, and they both remained silent.

"She actually makes sense when she speaks, really, although I hate that she likes people and things that I don't like, but it cannot be denied that he is right occasionally." Cristiano was immersed in his own thoughts, and the short-term language inertia Finally used the correct gender pronoun after the past - but neither Van Nistelrooy nor Ferdinand paid attention to this, partly because although Cristiano's English is not bad, it is not new for foreigners to occasionally use the wrong pronoun when immersed in the conversation On the one hand, they may benefit from Cristiano's accent, or they may simply not understand what he said.

None of this matters, what matters is the content.

"But you hate her?" said Ferdinand.

"Hate, but... I like talking to her." Cristiano suddenly thought of something, "Hey! What are you thinking? He's a man!"

"Of course, a boy you hate so much, but you still want to keep in touch with him - of course a boy, there is no doubt, Cristiano, pure, unquestionable and defamatory great friendship, I just want to I was moved to tears." Ferdinand said hypocritically, "Anyway, so...she...he, what did he do to make you so angry?"

Cristiano rolled his eyes again, he had given up clarifying the facts, "He likes Mourinho."

……

"How does this hit your glassy heart?" Ferdinand returned a similar roll of eyes, "For God's sake, although Mr. Mourinho... is not very cute, but he is not enough to be hated by everyone. Bar?"

"Actually, this guy is quite attractive." Ruud agreed with Ferdinand's words.

Cristiano rolled on the bed. "He loves Mourinho so much, actually - like, he's crazy about Mourinho."

It sounds more like a small problem between a boy and a girl-Ferdinand and Fanny felt this "clear awareness" in each other's eyes at the same time.

"Isn't it normal for fans to worship a certain coach?" Van Nistelrooy shrugged, trying to enlighten Cristiano-his relationship with Cristiano was not as close as Keane and Ferdinand, but it was not bad, he asked himself The degree of enlightenment is reasonable.

"It's not normal at all!" Cristiano sat up angrily and retorted Ruud Ruud loudly, "He shouldn't like Mourinho at all!"

Ferdinand was speechless for this kind of emotional intelligence, he even yawned in order to express his attitude tactfully, and then "agreed" to Cristiano very perfunctorily, "Yeah, yeah, what should this poor kid do? She should just be lovingly admiring you alone, right?"

Cristiano twirled a strand of curly hair with his fingers, thought about this sentence carefully, and then nodded seriously, "Although the modifier "full of love" is wrong, but——you are right, Li Oh, he should only admire me, after all, no one else deserves it. "——This sentence is like "Leo, he should only admire me" and "Leo, he should only admire me".

For the onlookers it was very easy to tell, but for a moment Cristiano got caught up in this strangely ambiguous rhetorical issue - the former was fine, but if it was the latter, then both Danger is unsettling again.

But Cristiano was only confused for a moment, and blamed the idea on Ferdinand's horrible pronunciation of his name.

Yet even though Ferdinand was unaware of the coincidence, his next yawn was stifled back.

Ferdinand looked at Van Nistelrooy, Van Nistelrooy looked at Ferdinand.

"Who's going to tell Sir the bad news? His little boy is about to fall madly in love with some little girl..."

"No, I'm not going, unless the little girl is the Argentinian sweetheart who gave him the yerba mate."

"Maybe it's her..."

"What if it's not?"

"Impossible! He doesn't know other girls!"

——they were whispering in their own brain wave channels.