[Football Fans] Glory

AS: The game that was stolen.

"Marca": ugly victory.

"World Sports Daily": This is a shame.

"Liberation Daily": Misjudgment, regret in the game!

Bild: Professionalism and wrong persistence!

"Nanfang Daily": God of War God of War!

"Clarion": The charm of defense.

The Nation: Our Prince!

"ABC": He should be our prince!

"The Sun": Weeping bitterly, Guti's perseverance...

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After reading the newspapers, Enrique picked out the Sun, especially the side with many photos on it, and put it in front of Guti.

Guti, who was lying on the table, glanced at him disgustedly, and turned his head to ignore him.

"Tsk tsk, look, Guti's perseverance, when we are all dead!"

"It's almost the same."

Kiko flicked the newspaper twice in a lack of energy, and then pushed it away casually.

After yesterday's game, the Spanish team was supposed to announce local liberation as planned. Those who want to go back to their country can go home, and those who don't want to go back are free to do so. However, in view of the low mood of the players, the coaching staff and captains all stayed behind to comfort them. Frustrated players, especially those young players... In fact, the old players are even more disappointed. This is basically the last time for several old players to participate in the World Cup. The disappointment can be imagined.

Get up in the morning and look at the headlines in various newspapers. There are only three words to describe the Spanish players: really stuffed!

After eating listlessly, I don’t know if it’s breakfast or lunch, a group of good friends gathered in the lounge, chatting lazily, waiting for the game in the afternoon .

There are also two games on July 7, hosts France against Italy and Croatia against Germany.

"Speaking of which, the Argentine team played well yesterday!"

Seeing the lack of energy of his teammates, Hierro talked about the topic, trying to cheer everyone up.

"I watched the replay."

Kiko sighed. Batty, who was about the same age as him, had two wonderful goals yesterday, but he kept making mistakes.

Hierro's lips twitched, did he pick the wrong topic.

Guerrero, who was absent due to injury before the game, sighed, "Jose is right, Argentina must win with Redondo, and yesterday's bet is a win."

"Speaking of which, with Redondo and without Redondo, Argentina is simply two teams."

Seeing someone chime in, Hierro smiled at Guerrero and hurried on.

Mentioning Redondo, Guti raised his head, "Have you all watched the replay last night?"

"Looked."

In any case, it is the confrontation between the South American powerhouse Argentina and the uncrowned king Netherlands, of course it depends.

"You don't see it the same way."

Enrique snorted.

Ye Luo slapped him on the shoulder, "You're the one who talks a lot."

Enrique looked back at Hierro, "How many times have I told you, you can't be so partial, Phil!"

"To shut up!"

Hierro glared at him.

The interaction between the two of them made Gutiha laugh.

He was really disappointed yesterday. He thought he could break through the shackles of fate and create a miracle. In the end, he bumped his head against the mountain and couldn’t recover. It’s nothing to think about it. In his life, the Spanish team won the World Cup in the group stage. They were eliminated, and this time they have already entered the quarterfinals. Generally speaking, their results are not bad. Do they really regard themselves as the saviors of the world?

Seeing Captain Hierro trying hard to comfort himself, Guti immediately felt warm in his heart.

Seeing those text messages on his phone this morning, there are so many people who care about him, so he has nothing to worry about. Anyway, Spain will definitely have a chance to win the championship, and he will definitely continue to work hard.

"The match between the Netherlands and Argentina yesterday was really exciting. The two sides fought so hard!"

Noticing that the atmosphere in the room has improved, Guerrero got up and took a large draft of cold beer, "Let's drink some today!"

There are only a few days in a year where you can relax, and no one will say you can't drink it!

Hierro looked at him and smiled, "Drink!"

Pour a glass of cold beer for everyone, and Enrique raised his glass, "Cheers to our 29 years old!"

"What kind of joke is this?"

Raul raised his glass and asked.

"Well, don't you know," Guti gulped down, "Many 29-year-old players in this World Cup are at the peak of their golden age. They can be seen everywhere on the field. You can count them. Barty, 29, Bergkamp, ​​29, Redondo, 29, Kahn, Lehmann and Thomas Link, 29, Lizarazu and Brian Lauder, 29 Rupp, by the way, Luis (Enrique) is also 29 years old, if you want to elaborate, there are many more."

Wiping off the bubble smell on his lips, Guti took another big gulp of cold beer.

"You know so much."

Raul was dizzy from the long list of names, while Enrique roared angrily, "I'm 28, I'm not 29!"

"It's your birthday in March!"

"It's May, Jose, you are too much!!"

Enrique roared.

"Jose was just teasing you, he gave you a present on your birthday this year."

Hierro slapped Enrique again.

The resentful Enrique turned around, "He is obviously 28 years old."

"You can say you're 18, but I don't care."

Hierro answered bluntly.

Enrique was shot in the chest and bled to death.

This is suicidal, obviously he was trying to satirize Batty and Redondo, why was he the one who got shot and died in the end?

Looking quietly at the laughing teammates at the scene, Enrique was heartbroken.

But what is more frustrating is Hierro. His former good teammate and tough guy Enrique has now become a funny Enrique. How can he cry!

After laughing, everyone talked about Argentina's game again.

"Bergkamp's performance has fully proved the nature of a striker. You may not see him in the whole game, but when you find him, it is the moment when your city gate falls. His assists and that challenge The shot was really beautiful."

Kiko said.

"You have a different style from his, so you can't compare like that."

Guti waved his hand, "Actually, if you want to talk about learning, Raul should learn his grabbing points."

Hearing what his friend said, Raul nodded, "Aside from other things, his ingenuity in rushing up and passing the ball is really worth learning from him."

Thinking about his strengths again, Raul couldn't help but sighed, "His skills are better than mine."

Raul knows what his strengths are, but he still can't help being a little disappointed with his skills. Sometimes he really feels that he is not like the Iberian player that people evaluate.

With a 'snap', he was slapped by Guti.

Raul pouted, "What are you doing?"

"I'm thinking about you again!"

Guti was annoyed, "Everyone has different strengths, are you stupid if you insist on comparing their strengths with others?"

Think about it, because Real Madrid had no one to defend, let a shadow striker like Raul take the initiative to withdraw to defend, he was almost beaten by others, and he was heartbroken. It is also better than Raul, a second forward who has no defensive ability at all. As a result, Raul, who is serious, puts all the pressure on his shoulders because he is the captain. It ruined his quick-witted and aura-grabbing strengths.

Well, the scumbags at that time and the veterans of Real Madrid didn't defend. Which of those big names would move their noble feet back to defend?

Thinking about it this way, England's handsome David Beckham is indeed a very professional player, actively running to help defend, but many fans only see his scandal and appearance, but ignore his professionalism and dedication.

"I see, I was just thinking about it!"

Raul smiled embarrassedly at his friend's scolding, but he actually patted himself, hum!

Guti gave him a white look, "You asked for it."

Hierro was very happy to see his young generals loving each other, "I'll treat you two to dinner when I get back."

The captain's generosity made everyone present pay attention, "Fernando~~"

Hierro glared at the group of teammates, why are all his teammates so funny, they obviously didn't have these problems before!

Thinking about it carefully, Hierro found that it seems that after Guti entered the first team, the teammates around him began to change from being serious to funny and funny. The teammates of the national team also entered the country from Jose The team has changed - Jose you are a scourge!

"KiKo, you are the prince of Atletico Madrid!"

The implication is how can you do that?

Kiko smiled, "Even the king of Atletico Madrid has to eat."

"Yes, not only to eat but also to eat well."

Thinking of the good wine he was tricked by them last time, Enrique's heart ached again.

This, this, Hierro was the one who pitted Enrique last time, so... Hierro was ashamed, "Okay, you come together!"

"Fernando~~"

This is the sound of shouting in unison.

Hierro was annoyed, "Come on!"

"Haha, you are such a nice person!"

Pizzi laughed.

Chico pushed him, "Don't do this, Fernando will be sad."

Pizzi looked at his old teammate: he will be even more sad if you do this.

Kiko smiled, smiled.

Pizzi shuddered all over, and fell silent.

These bastards!

Hierro cursed secretly.

And Guti, who had had enough of watching the excitement, was looking for TV channels, he wanted to see which channel replayed yesterday's game.

After searching for a while, he finally found a local sports channel that showed yesterday's game highlights, and he saw the moment when he scored the last goal yesterday.

He sighed softly, still a little angry.

"The Dutch's last chance, if Redondo hadn't blocked it successfully, they probably would have won."

Guti watched the action repeatedly played back on TV and said.

"Well, Redondo's interception is so beautiful. Bergkamp has already swayed the Argentine's defense. I didn't expect Redondo to catch the angle so accurately."

Kiko leaned over to look and nodded.

"Speaking of which, it was really uncomfortable to meet Redondo when we were playing against you. He caught the angle too accurately, and it was really difficult to break through him."

As an opponent at the club level, Kiko's sigh is very sincere.

When I played Real Madrid, I hated their midfield, especially Hierro and Redondo, I hated it to death.

Hierro supported Guti's shoulder and watched the picture on the TV, smiling, "Forwards like you are also the most hated by our defenders."

"Come on, stop boasting."

Enrique snorted coldly.

In this game in Guti's memory, Argentina was eliminated 2-1 by Bergkamp's lore, and now, because of Redondo, the two teams that Batty did not score in the end All the goalposts were scored, and the Dutch team also scored two. However, the Ice Prince's lore before the final was destroyed by Redondo. The shot ended the game, 3 to 2, and Argentina advanced to the semi-finals.

The author has something to say: PS: The fate of Argentina has also changed, please thank Comrade Lei Feng 14, thank you!