Football No. 10: God's Perspective

Chapter 60 Naturalization
The Benfica team is away from advancing to the semi-finals, with only the last 5 minutes left.

How I wish time had passed faster.

All those who support the Benfica team have a deep understanding of what it means to count seconds as years.

Every minute and every second is a huge torture.

Everyone was staring intently at the ball rolling on the turf.

With only 10 seconds left until the end of the game, the referee had already put the spoon in his mouth and looked down at his watch.

Borussia Dortmund is still in the playmaker's own last attack.

The left winger continued to fake and try to break through. Jim, who fell back to the defense, was young and inexperienced, and was tricked into a foul by the opponent.

"beep"

The whistle is blown, the penalty area is opened, and the free kick is 37 meters away from the goal.

"Fool, senseless foul."

Mano on the sidelines jumped angrily and couldn't help yelling.

The opponent's offensive player has no way to pose a threat to the goal, and instead takes the initiative to send a foul.

This time, the desperate Dortmund team, including the goalkeeper, swarmed into the Benfica team's penalty area.

Every square inch of land must be contested.

Squeezing each other, snatching positions, the air is suffocating.

Being in it, Wang Po's brain was starved of oxygen, and this was probably the feeling of extreme tension.

"beep"

The referee blows the whistle to kick off.

The Dortmund team kicked the ball high and floating, everyone was crowded together, unable to jump at all, and the penalty area fell into a scuffle.

In the chaos, a Dortmund player jumped up and shook his head to attack the goal.

Then, the entire Stadium of Light fell into deathly silence.

Wang Po sat down on the ground, feeling weak all over. What he saw was the scene of Dortmund carnival, but there was no sound in his ears.

Be lore.

Benfica fell after all, and Borussia Dortmund took advantage of the away goal to advance to the next round of the European war.

Lost, regretful, unwilling.

All kinds of emotions came to my heart, and Wang Po lay on the turf for a long time, unwilling to get up.

Cry, cry silently.

Tears flowed out of his eyes unconsciously, tears from the Stadium of Light.

Wang Po will never forget this feeling.

"Stand up and come back next year."

It was the big brother Gomez who helped Wang Po up and back to the locker room with a group of teammates.

Even though Wang Po, who scored twice, won the mvp of this game, he has no intention of accepting interviews.

Personal honors are worthless compared to team victories.

Even so, Wang Po's solo goal still flooded the entire Internet the next day.

Countless people exclaimed, "New Ronaldo, new Pele, new Maradona", all kinds of praises fell from the sky, and the football circle was amazed by Wang Po's performance.

Of course, precisely because of Wang Po's continuous high-profile performance in the European War, the latest worth list of the German Zhuan has risen to 3000 million euros.

In the list, under Wang Po's ranking, there is also a familiar name, Silva.

A series of unfavorable public opinions made him fall into a deep hole. The situation outside the court exhausted the former Portuguese Super League player, resulting in a poor state on the court and a plummet of performance. Now his worth is only a pitiful 700 million euros, which has shrunk by nearly ten times.

Of course, his current salary has also been dropped again and again by the Porto team.

After all, the case of Jan Jack has not yet been finalized. Once it is confirmed, based on Silva's behavior, it is not ruled out that he will be suspended by the league.

It is embarrassing that the former genius and future star decayed so quickly.

Of course, no one will sympathize with such a player, who smashed his job and was cast aside by the whole circle, completely at his own fault.

At the same time, Jim fell into endless cyber violence.

There is always a scapegoat for losing a game, and Jim’s stupid foul gave the Dortmund team a chance to win. Naturally, he received the most crusade and insults.

Some fans even played the slogan "Go back to the second-tier league, not worthy of playing for Benfica".

The fans are outraged, aggressive.

When you win, enjoy the cheers, and when you lose, be prepared to be scolded.

It doesn't need to be a complicated process from heaven to hell.

The huge pressure of public opinion made Jim fall into a whirlpool.

This caused a lot of psychological pressure on the players themselves. They dared not go out or train, and hid in the room. The psychiatrist diagnosed it as mild depression.

For a moment, the entire club was filled with a gloomy atmosphere.

Even if a week has passed since the European competition, every time Wang Po calms down, he still recalls every detail of that match, passing frame by frame in his mind like a movie.

The last lore shot, Wang Po's fists clenched involuntarily every time he thought of this.

Unwilling to be reconciled to this regret, in the end Wang Po could only vent it through training.

One day during the offseason, Tom, the transfer director of the Benfica team, and a lean middle-aged man in a black suit found Wang Po.

When he saw the man in the suit, Hamburg's eyes lit up, showing a thoughtful expression.

"Wang Po, let me introduce you, Mr. Hansbrough, the head of the Portuguese Football Association." Tom pointed to the middle-aged man next to him and introduced.

"Hello, Mr. Hansbrough." Wang Po shook hands with the other party puzzled.

"I think Mr. Hamburg should know the purpose of my trip." Hansbrough looked up at Hamburg and said.

Hearing this, Hamburg nodded and said, "I can probably guess seven or eight."

This remark made Wang Po's ears blurred.

"Well, if that's the case, then I won't hide it, I'll just speak up when I have something to say." Hansbrough grinned and said, "Actually, I'm here this time because of Wang Po."

"I?"

"Yes, I hope you can become a Portuguese citizen and play for Portugal in the World Cup."

Hansbrough nodded.

Be regulated!
This news shocked Wang Po very much, and it was an area he had never considered.

"Why?" Wang Po shrugged, with disbelief written all over his face.

Hansbrough, Hamburg, and Tom smiled at each other and said, "This is only good for you. First, you will gain greater exposure. Second, you will have the opportunity to compete in the European Cup and World Cup. This will make your worth skyrocket, and it will be easier to get a big contract. It will be easier to join the top five leagues."

"I think the premise of all this is that I have enough strength to enter the Portuguese national team."

Wang Po sneered in his heart, this Mr. Hansbrough really drew a big picture.

"Of course, according to your current trajectory, I don't think it will be a problem to enter the Portuguese national team. We also need talents like you." Hansbrough continued. "I don't know if you have any idea of ​​joining us?"

"It is true that it is my dream to join the five major league giants and appear in the World Cup. I can give up my nationality as the price. Sorry, I can't." Wang Po shook his head and said without thinking.

(End of this chapter)