legendary player [football]

At the last moment of the game, Leo exhausted his remaining energy to complete the final shot.He knows that he may not be able to change anything, and he also knows that not all efforts will be rewarded.But it doesn't matter, he just wants to give himself an explanation.He still didn't give up until the whistle blew at the end of the game. He was not a savior, nor an omnipotent god. He was just a mortal with flesh and blood.

He will try his best to do what he promised, and he is willing to bear all that he should bear for what he failed to do.

One second before the timing card reset to zero, Leo still maintained his standing posture on the field. He didn't relax his body until all the dust settled, allowing himself to fall on the grass.

The severe panting could not be subsided for a long time, and after another heart-piercing cough, he turned over and lay on his back on the grass.The scene in front of me gradually became clear again, the starry sky of a midsummer night in Paris was above my head, and the sound heard in my ears was no longer only my own heartbeat, but more screams from all directions.Sorrow and joy are mixed in the meantime, inexplicably sad.

Before that, he had too many assumptions and expectations for this final, but he only avoided thinking about what would happen if he lost.He thought he would accept it calmly, and smiled and wished his male god to finally realize his long-cherished wish and win the trophy.

However, the reality is much crueler than imagined.He found himself very disappointed, the regret and unwillingness to miss the championship swept all his thoughts.Intellectually he knew that he had done his best, that he had done everything within his power.Emotionally, he couldn't help but wonder what would happen if he could do better

He even thought, if Ronaldo hadn't been injured, and he hadn't been disturbed by that man's every move, would the ending be different?

His rock-solid heart was suddenly affected by many things. It was difficult to choose between the champion and his lover, struggling between the expectations of his teammates and fans and the painful eyes of that person.He was afraid of recalling the desperate and sad expression of Ronaldo when he was injured, but he felt sad when he thought of his indifference and avoidance of himself.

"Son, how do you feel?" With a generous palm gently brushing the top of his head, Deschamps' voice was no longer harsh than before, but replaced with elder-like kindness.

Leo wanted to sit up, but he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.He opened his mouth, wanting to say "Let me rest for a while", but the violent cough made it impossible for him to spit out the words into complete sentences.

Deschamps and the team doctor supported him before he managed to pull him up from the ground.Leo looked around, and Griezmann sat on the big finishing box containing team supplies and burst into tears. The grievance in his eyes made people feel distressed.Pogba knelt on the grass, his hands clenched into fists and hanging on the ground.The faces of Evra and Sagna are full of helplessness. They have reached the age when they should retire from the national team. Failure to win the European Cup at home will become the biggest regret in their lives.

This picture reminded countless people of the World Cup final in Germany ten years ago. History is always surprisingly similar. The French missed the championship again.

Leo took a deep breath, barely stood up, and walked slowly back to the bench with his coach and team doctor.When passing by his teammates, everyone turned around and either touched his head or patted him on the shoulder. Captain Lloris even gave him a tight hug and whispered in his ear Bian said: "You have done well enough. Although we are not champions, you are still our hero."

This sentence "hero" Leo really dare not be.He walked up to Griezmann, Xiaoge stood up and opened his mouth, but what he finally said was: "My daughter is watching me from the stands. She was just born a month ago. I thought I could greet her with a championship." She came, but I lost the Champions League and the European Cup within 2 months."

Leo felt that his heart was broken into slag in an instant. He remembered that he had promised his friends more than once that they would definitely win the European Cup.At this moment, he thought of his bold words like a loud slap in the face, and his face was swollen.

He bowed his head and said guiltily in Griezmann's ear, "I'm sorry, I broke my promise."

Griezmann raised his hand and wiped the tears from his face: "It's not your fault. I was in a bad state tonight and I wasted many opportunities."

Leo patted him on the shoulder: "No, you won the Golden Boot, which is enough to prove that you are the best shooter in this cup."

The distance between the two of them was very close, and Xiaoge cried like a child who lost his favorite toy. Leo felt that he was crying like this in front of his daughter, and he really didn't look like a father who was already a father.So she reached out and hugged him in her arms, letting him vent his emotions in a place where others could not see.

Almost at the same time, he felt the staring gaze from afar again, and he knew who was looking at him without raising his head.

At this time, the Stade de France was split into two different worlds, half in heaven and half in hell.Portuguese fans were ecstatic for their first title.The French fans still applauded their players with tears in their eyes.

No one was in the mood to attend the unlucky award ceremony, Portugal smashed all the celebrations after the French team.The carnival at the Stade de France tonight has nothing to do with France.The players came to the stage listlessly, received a silver medal, and hurried back to the locker room. Their families also stayed in the stands.

For some reason, Leo did not return to the locker room with his teammates.He stood in the most inconspicuous corner of the crowd and watched the entire awards ceremony.He watched Ronaldo holding the Delaunay Cup with a heartfelt, great joy on his face.That was the joy that I never had even when I won the Champions League.

He has shouldered too much and endured too much. Portugal's championship today is largely due to Ronaldo's unremitting efforts for many years. He deserves all the victories and praises today.

Leo saw his expression of anger, provocation, despair, sadness, and indifference all night, and was tortured to death by him. Now that he could finally see his smiling face, he couldn't help but want to smile along with him.

But he couldn't laugh, it was so cruel.He lost the championship, and the French team lost in experience and mentality, not in the gap in strength.As happy as Ronaldo was on the podium, Leo was not reconciled.He always thought that he was a person who did his best and obeyed the destiny, but he never thought that he had such a deep obsession with the champion in his heart.

When Leo was distracted, he suddenly felt someone hugging his waist, and looking down, Mini Luo was also looking up at him with his little head up.

The little guy blinked his big eyes and saw that the expression on his face was not very good, so he asked: "Brother Leo, are you unhappy that my father won the championship?"

Children don't know how to beat around the bush, so Leo was caught off guard by someone piercing the most secret thoughts in his heart. He forced the corners of his mouth, touched his head and said truthfully, "A little bit."

The little guy rubbed his face against his stomach: "You will win the championship in the future, don't be unhappy, and don't be angry with Dad."

Leo squatted down and hugged him: "I'm not angry, but you have to promise me, go back to your father now, as if nothing happened, okay?"

Mini Luo nodded, and the child showed a concerned look on his face. Leo smiled at him and said that he was fine, and the little guy turned his head and ran to the court.

When Leo returned to the locker room, the atmosphere inside was so oppressive that it was breathless.He returned to his seat and sat down, the nerve that had been tense in his mind all night and was about to be broken was finally relaxed.Like a person on the verge of suffocation suddenly exposed to the air, he took a big breath, and then broke out a heart-piercing cough.There were no conversations or other sounds in the huge locker room, only his coughing abruptly and loudly scraping people's eardrums.

Leo bent his body like a boiled shrimp, the more he tried to suppress this body's stress response, the more violent his cough became.The team doctor was scared to death by him, so he hurried over to check on his condition.

He was coughing so hard he couldn't stop.After the awards ceremony, the French President will personally visit the players in the locker room and invite them to a luncheon at the Presidential Palace the next day.In order not to affect the already bad mood of the President, Leo was sent to a nearby hospital for treatment accompanied by the team doctor.

He was so tired, exhausted physically and mentally.During the infusion, he fell into a deep sleep.It was already one o'clock in the morning when he woke up again, there was no one else in the ward except him, and the drip on the back of his hand had been pulled out at some point.

Sleeping for more than an hour can't relieve the tiredness of the body in the slightest.Leo sat up and rubbed his temples, then took out his phone from his bag and looked at it. Apart from his parents, one of the dozen missed calls was actually from his agent, Jorge Mendes.

It is not easy for the opponent to still think of him when the whole country of Portugal celebrates winning the championship.

Leo stared at the phone for a long time, but finally dialed another familiar number.However, there was no one on the other end of the phone to answer it. Just when he was about to give up, the phone was finally answered, but the voice that was speaking was not his familiar voice.

Leo asked hesitantly: "ricky"

The person on the other end of the phone is Ronaldo's personal assistant Ricky. He is probably the only one who knows about the unusual relationship between the two. Very embarrassing: "Uh that"

Leo directly interrupted his hesitation: "I want to see him."

"He thinks it's better for you not to meet for the time being."

Leo directly said goodbye and hung up the phone, then turned over and got out of bed, put on his coat and hat, and left without saying hello to the hospital.

What Mini Luo said to him at that time, "You will also win the championship in the future" made Leo feel ashamed for a moment. Could it be that his heart is not as good as that of a child? Griezmann, or Pogba, Martial, Koeman, and Varane, who missed the European Cup, are still young, and there are unlimited possibilities in the future, and the future is promising.Why should you be immersed in the sadness of a failure, where you fall, you have to get up, there is nothing to be sad about.

He felt relieved a lot, the only thing he was worried about was the man's knee injury, after all, he was not a young man in his early twenties, a serious injury was enough for him to recover for a long time.

Well, it was just an excuse, Leo just wanted to meet him, to be alone with him for a while.