[football] this god

"Where are you going to play football tomorrow?" Leo followed Pique to his guest room, and then quietly sent a text message to Ronaldo after cleaning up.

10 minutes passed, Ronaldo did not respond.

Leo thought about it, didn't get angry, just sent it again.

After 10 minutes, he sent it a third time.

——"No more kicks." Ronaldo finally replied to him.

Leo was still not angry, he just tilted his head and thought for a while, then typed slowly and asked: "Why? Pique told me that you have been pulling other people to practice one-on-one recently, aren't you looking forward to this one-on-one?" Right one?"

——"No, if I say no, it's not. And, you people in Barcelona talk a lot of nonsense." Ronaldo seemed to be targeting Pique, and seemed to be firing broadly without specific reference.

Leo was speechless because of this childish temper, so he simply ignored Ronaldo's boring temper, "There is a park where you can have one-on-one. Is there a park near your house? I can go there. As long as you tell me the route."

"No." Ronaldo was particularly strong and unyielding today.

Leo was going to be angry, but then he was calmed down by an additional message from Ronaldo.

——"Go one-on-one with Pique." Ronaldo "said" this way.

Leo pouted, "He will definitely lose, I don't want to play against him. If you don't play, I will go back to Barcelona directly."

Cristiano smiled, although he didn't know why this sentence was worth smiling.

"I bought a new house with a garden. Although it hasn't been decorated yet, I can go and use the garden." Cristiano thought for a while and added, "You can also go and see my house."

Leo readily agreed.

Pique was going to send Leo to the airport the next day, but Leo obviously didn't want anyone to find out his little secret with Ronaldo, so he put on a very considerate look and persuaded Pique to sleep a little longer, insisting that I can find a way by myself-Pick felt that Leo was very considerate, so he didn't insist anymore.

He made an appointment to call Cesc Fabregas in the afternoon, so he should sleep a little longer at this time.

Leo breathed a sigh of relief, took the address written in the text message on his mobile phone, called a taxi and found Ronaldo's new house all the way.

He was not late, but Ronaldo, who was a landowner, obviously came earlier-when Leo arrived at the door of the house, Ronaldo was standing alone on the edge of the door and playing with a ball.

——"I thought this was your new home..." Leo looked at Ronaldo, seemingly speechless.

When Cristiano saw him coming, he immediately picked up the ball and caught it with his hands, "Of course this is my home. What made you have such boring questions?"

"If this is your home, why do you stand at the gate and play with balls like you forgot your keys?" Leo put forward a reasonable hypothesis, followed Ronaldo and walked into this mansion in the suburbs of Manchester with his head down, " By the way, the house is nice - it's just too far from Peek's house, the taxi fare cost me more than 20 pounds."

"You live at Pique's?" On the one hand, Cristiano was delighted to have an answer to the question "Why are you at the door?" - what could he say?Do you want to say "I'm waiting for you"? ——On the one hand, I was really angry again, "Is the subsidy Barcelona gave you not enough for you to stay in a hotel?"

Leo may feel that Ronaldo is retarded.

"When you go to the city where Ricardo, I mean Quaresma - if you know more than one Ricardo - Ricardo tells you to go to a hotel instead of my house? Leo felt unbelievable, "Is everyone you know so anti-social?"

Cristiano snorted and carried out a one-minute cold war with great backbone.

Ronaldo's new house does have a very large "garden" - if you insist on calling something of this scale a "garden".Leo looked at the lawn, which was almost half the size of a football field, and lowered Ronaldo's IQ rating again, "Well... this "garden" is beautiful, congratulations. "

Leo made a compliment—although it sounded more like an irony of the word "garden" than a compliment.

Cristiano defaulted to this irony as jealousy of the house.

"How long do you usually warm up?" Cristiano accepted the false compliment and started his humanitarian care today, "10 minutes? I usually warm up for 10 minutes."

Leo agrees.

In the next 10 minutes, neither of the two people spoke, just doing their own warm-ups while quietly paying attention to each other-the warm-up methods are similar, but everyone will have their own good or bad points. Habit, they are observing each other.

——Not a friend, obviously already more like a friend than anyone else, but it doesn't seem to be a friend.When they realized that the other party was also observing them, this idea suddenly flashed in their minds at the same time.

"It's over?" Cristiano stopped when he saw Messi after finishing all his activities, "If you haven't finished yet, you can continue, and I can wait."

Leo shook his head, picked up the ball that Ronaldo dropped on the ground before, "Let's start."

This Messi is almost the same as Cristiano remembers.

When Messi dribbles, the distance between the ball and his body is very small, he touches the ball very frequently, his pace is fast, and his overall coordination is excellent. It is difficult for others to find the right time to break the ball with their legs.

——He should carry the ball. If he doesn't take the ball in one step, it will be a waste of his own characteristics and advantages.Cristiano even had time to think so when he tried to tackle Messi from under him.

Ronaldo's judgment is very good. He is tall, extremely fast, and has strong impact and confrontation ability. He was shaken for the first time, but he reacted quickly and followed up immediately.

The second time, Ronaldo judged the right direction, but the timing of his kick was a second late before he missed the ball.

——He can quickly understand a player's offense or dribbling habits, and he can quickly grasp the essentials.Leo thought so.

Messi is feeling the defender against him, he can count.The second time, he caught my latent judgment on him, and suddenly turned and changed direction when I decided to make a leg.

——Cristiano told himself so.

The third time, Cristiano finally got the ball, got it at his feet and started trying to get past Messi.

oh.Ronaldo's leg swing is very fast, and defenders are easily dazzled by his swing leg and unable to judge his direction.

——Leo quickly added a sentence next.

Messi is very calm, he is not likely to be confused by the opponent's skills, he will not get angry or depressed when he makes a wrong judgment once.

——Cristiano judged Messi after a successful change of direction.

heel?Ronaldo used his heel to complete the change of foot while swinging his legs quickly for the second time - this one is good, more concealed than the previous one.But why has he never used it in previous games?

—Leo thought so when he failed for the second steal.

Messi is calm.The first two defeats had no effect on him.For the third time, he didn't judge the direction but directly found the momentary stagnation between the legs.

He's still counting, every second he's on the court is counting opponents.And his calculation was successful this time.He really doesn't need to run [-] meters a game like others, because he has calculated every step he runs, and he knows how to run is the most correct, so he can avoid unnecessary consumption.

——Cristiano thinks so.

Thinking of this, Cristiano couldn't help but think of the past games against Barcelona: he was too immersed in some kind of "comparison" in the past, and he never seriously thought about Messi.

"Hey! Why did you hit me with the ball?"

Cristiano was a little engrossed in his thoughts, and he didn't notice that his speed was slowed down by several beats. Messi got the football directly, picked it up, and took the opportunity to throw the ball on him.

"You are violating the spirit of sports, FIFA can punish you for a global ban!" Cristiano sternly sternly—he obviously realized that it was an unforgivable mistake for him to distract himself during one-on-one, so he was eager to divert his attention.

"Concentrate on playing football." Leo frowned, "We haven't decided the winner yet."

Cristiano glanced at him, determined not to admit his mistakes and cheat until the end, "I'm just wondering, how did you pretend to be a "good boy" in the eyes of others when you are so competitive? "

Leo looked at him for a while, "Honestly?"

Cristiano didn't think of this way of answering for a while, and nodded hesitantly after a while, "Of course."

"Because I never compare myself to other people in such boring things-they can't beat me, and they can't beat me." Leo said, "I only compare with you, as if you should only compare with me ——Isn't it? Rooney is not "wrong style", but you know, he is not good enough. "

Cristiano froze for a moment.

That's great, let's not talk about why Messi seems to have a deep hatred with Rooney and belittles others at every turn. Cristiano's main task now is to take the title of number one enemy in the dressing room from Mr. Giggs. Send it to Pique.

——"The style is wrong", this must have been Pique telling Messi again.