[Football] Crown of Thorns

A blank world, a song humming in the misty air...in the lonely character...always talking to himself...no end in sight...

In that world accompanied by a sad song, a girl with a vague face poured a glass of wine on the man's head...

Are you still a man? The girl yelled, but the man just sat there without saying a word...

The singing is still going on...it's all about you from beginning to end, let me invest too much, if the story is destined to be tragic...

...Since loving you can't be spoken, I can only smile and cry, let me forget you from now on...

Leizi...

Am I wrong...

Am I wrong...

...I leave the past to you...

if everything was just acting

………………

...what else do you love besides football...

…………

Chico, do you want to play football?

……I?

... Hikoshiko, go, go...

Amidst the heart-piercing cries, the thin girl yelled loudly, and the boy turned and left with tears in his eyes...

In the blank memory, scenes of memories seemed to flash past one by one, and he seemed to see the nodes in the short life of a thin boy - a poor childhood, a lonely boy, and the only warm girl in his memory like a mother's arms...

"Joanna..."

Slowly opened his eyes, the astringent eyes stared blankly, the pale color in the phantom, and the familiar crying sound.

"Sikoshiko..."

The girl's crying gradually brought him back to his senses, and he tried to tilt his head. Although his vision was still a bit blurred, he recognized it, "Qiona..."

"Oh my Chico~~~"

Qiongna's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she wanted to hug her but was afraid of hurting Jia Ma, so she could only let the tears fall.

He raised his hand and held Joanna's trembling hand. The girl's hand was less rough than in memory but still so soft.

"I'm ok."

"How could it be okay..."

Holding her brother's palms with both hands, Qiongna couldn't help crying—fortunately, Qiongna didn't have the habit of wearing heavy makeup, otherwise, would she still be able to watch it?Gama thought.

Gama, who finally woke up, rubbed his forehead, but felt a lump on the forehead.

The memory slowly came back, and it made Gama think that he was punched in the temple by the Nicola Muller whom the captain had mentioned before the game.

Thinking of this, Jia Ma's face turned dark.

Uncle MD, am I being violent by the court?

The key point, this is the key point, if you are not careful, you will die! ! !

"What time is it now?"

After finally persuading Joanna to stop crying, Gama looked at the room in which he was in. Judging from the facilities in the room, it was a ward, probably some kind of VIP ward, because the equipment in the room looked very noble.

"It's the 26th."

Joanna tidied up her crying cat-like face, brought a glass of water and put a straw on it for Jia Ma to drink in small sips for two hours before putting it away.

"Right now you can't drink too much water."

Joanna explained, "The doctor said that you were hit on the forehead and caused a concussion, and you have to stay in bed..."

After listening to Joanna explaining his injury and other things to him, Gama nodded, "Agostinho is here?"

"He has been here, and now he is discussing with the club to resolve your matter."

After wringing out the towel and wiping Jia Ma's face, Joanna finally had a smile on her face.

"Mayle, who isn't with you anymore?"

Gamar asked sourly.

"Stingy," Joanna laughed, "I was scared to death when I heard you were hurt~~"

This time the injury was not like the last time when he was replaced at halftime. When she saw Xiko collapsed and did not get up in the live broadcast, Joanna was so scared that she almost fainted. Fortunately, her boyfriend who watched the live broadcast with him hurriedly comforted her Immediately booked tickets and rushed to Dortmund with their father Ernesto and a group of people.

Fortunately, although the injury is a little serious, but his life is safe, this can be regarded as a relief.

But Joanna has been sticking to the sleeping Gama, and no one persuades her to leave.

For Joanna, Xiko is not only the younger brother left to her by her mother, but also the pillar for her to survive those hardships in life.

So she couldn't be relieved if she didn't see Xiko recovering.

Pulling Laqiona's hand, Gama showed a smile on his face, "Go and rest for a while, I'm fine now."

"But……"

"Go and rest, and then I'll drink the porridge you made."

"All right!"

After persuading Joanna to leave, Gama glanced at his father Ernesto who came in behind.

Probably because life has improved in the past two years. The decadent man who used to be has changed a lot now. He has a neatly trimmed hairstyle, a tall and strong figure, and a masculine appearance. People who are not familiar with him probably would not think of this man at all. He once became an alcoholic and domestic violence man after his wife died.

There has been no communication between Gama and Ernesto—both sides don’t know what to say to each other—Ernesto, who has a guilty conscience, and Gama, who doesn’t regard each other as his father, the problems between men sometimes It is more hypocritical than the contradiction between women.

"are you OK!"

After Joanna went out, Ernesto, who was silent for a while, rubbed his hands and asked.

Jia Ma, who was lying on the hospital bed, rolled his eyes, "What do you think?"

"That, that..."

Ernesto, who was answered by Gama in this way, stuttered and didn't know how to answer.

Turning his head, Jia Ma looked at him, a well-groomed middle-aged man with neither baldness nor beer belly, "I heard you have a girlfriend?"

"Uh, yes, it's like this, I, I know a, that..."

Not knowing if his son was angry, Ernesto said hesitantly.

"Oh, what kind of person is it?"

"That that..."

Seeing Ernesto's dawdling manner, Gama lowered his eyes and smiled wryly, "If you're a good woman, don't let her down!"

"Huh?"

Gama's words stunned Ernesto.

His appearance made Jia Ma couldn't help but smile, "Joanna and I can't be with you all the time, you should have your own life, it's not bad to find a good woman to accompany you, but don't be like before .”

Ernesto was silent.

After a while, he covered his eyes with his hands, his voice choked with sobs, "...I'm sorry..."

"……It's in the past."

Gama sighed softly.

The thin young man who was frozen in memory showed a relieved smile, turned and left.

Goodbye!

…………

"Fortunately, the game was won!"

Agostini, who came to see Gama, took a bite of an apple she took out of the basket and said.

"Hehe~"

Jia Ma gave him a blank look.

"However," Agostinho gnawed on the fruit, and the look of the juice on his lips was really rough, "Now we are in big trouble."

"What's the trouble?"

Holding the fresh juice that Joanna squeezed for him and slowly sucking it, Jia Ma asked.

"I discussed with the club about your recovery period. Although the salary is still paid, everything else is gone."

"What else is there but a salary?"

Gama asked angrily.

"Medical expenses!"

Agostini spoke seriously.

Jia Ma rolled his eyes at him again, "Then the insurance company will pay for it?"

"But the club should give some condolence money or something!"

"The club is not a charity."

Jia Ma curled his lips—you have to pay work injury fees when this is a Chinese company—not to mention that the club has no arrangements, the club has already paid for the hospital ward you live in, treatment fees, nursing fees, etc., you What else do you want.

The greedy ghost Agostinho pouted, "Anyway, I just don't think it's enough."

"Come on, don't be greedy, and you are not so poor that you have nothing to eat, why bother!"

"Hmph, poor bastard."

The agent made a face with his fat face, it was ugly enough.

"It's not a rich club in the first place, not to mention the club treats me well, don't criticize these details."

Just kidding, Gama still reminded Agostinho not to make trouble with the club at this time.

"understood."

The fat man hummed twice.

"But it's a pity that you won't be able to play in today's Champions League."

In terms of fame, not to mention in the league, except for the major competitions, the bigger stage for display is the annual Champions League. Gama has not had many chances to play in Europe before, so naturally there are much fewer opportunities to show.

It’s hard to be in the UEFA Champions League this season. He performed very well against Arsenal last time. He didn’t receive a lot of calls from clubs to contact him in advance—why contact his agent, isn’t it because of the possibility in the future? What about the transfer? As a result, Gama was injured and could not play.

Yes, not only will he not be able to play in the next Champions League, but he may not even be able to play in the next national team game.

After receiving the doctor's explanation of his injury, Gama asked the club team doctor to fax his injury and medical records to the national team coaching staff, and then he received an inquiry call from coach Bento.

On the phone, Bento asked in detail about Gama's situation after being injured, and comforted Gama not to worry about recovering from his injuries.

And Ronaldo's phone call said, "If we can't even win Iceland, then what else do we think about the European Cup? Why don't we go home, wash and sleep."

Although he didn't explicitly comfort Jia Ma, the meaning of the captain's words still made Jia Ma laugh out loud.

His laughter made Ronaldo seem a little embarrassed, and immediately hung up the phone.

Of course, the most considerate is his good friend Veloso, "I sent you Italian specialties and take good care of your injuries. We will definitely win the game."

In addition, many people I have known in the past few years have called to comfort him, and Gama, who was lying on the bed, finally wrote a few words on Facebook in person, and then he found out that he really has a lot of fans, and even turned over the page. The Chinese fans who came over the wall gave him blessings.

My heart is warm and I feel a sense of happiness!

It’s just that when you’re recuperating, there are also bad friends haunting you, and someone said hilariously, “You were actually killed by a small center forward (heavy language) who was only 1.73 meters tall (heavy language) and weighed only 66 kilograms (heavy language)!! "

Gama: ==

"You have today too, hahaha!!!"

Jia Ma: What should I do, I really want to beat him up! ! !

However, now, on September 9, the second round of the 28-2011 UEFA Champions League group match begins.

Borussia Dortmund in Group F will go away to challenge the French Marseille Football Club.

Marseille's home stadium, the Stade Vélodrome, is located in the capital of Provence in the southeast of France. It can accommodate 98 spectators. It is the largest club competition venue in France. The [-] Football World Cup was held here.

Jia Ma sat on the hospital bed, while chatting with the manager who was eating fruit, while staring at the TV on the wall and drawing.

Gama threw a punch angrily when he saw his club teammates walk out of the tunnel and stand separately on the court.

"Sven that bastard, in the league it was said that he was injured and couldn't play, but he can play in the Champions League in just a few days, his torn PP healed really fast!!!"

Agent on the side (==): I seem to have heard something terrible!So dirty! ! !