[Football Fans] Glory

After the end of the World Player of Football Awards, it was Christmas, and the winter break of La Liga arrived.

Guti, the self-proclaimed golden wolf, was in a hurry, complaining to his friends on the phone that he was about to be "tired to death", but all he got was laughter from his friends.

Famous and famous, for the young Guti who just passed his 24th birthday, it seems that all the honors that he did not have in his previous life began to pile up on him.

But after the excitement, Guti often had a sense of unreasonable desolation in his heart.

Of course, those occasional bleakness quickly disappeared under the constantly changing background.

There is no way, I am really too busy, various endorsements, activities, catwalks, commercials, and even exaggerated to the point where I can only sleep intermittently for less than five hours a day. This is the result of Leon turning down many invitations.

Mother Maria accompanied Guti all the way, bringing him water and food. When she saw that the younger son was so tired that he didn't even want to eat, she scolded the older son.

Leon is also very helpless. In the past few years, except for his own company's products, Guti has not received many endorsements from other advertisers. However, in the past two years, when Guti's market is booming, he always says that he has no time. He refused, but now that he has won a football award and is on vacation, they don't want to easily offend those international manufacturers, so they just finished filming quickly during the holiday.

"I'm busy too, okay?"

Taking advantage of changing the scene, when Guti was resting and his mother was out shopping, Leon sat beside Guti and complained.

"Then go get busy!"

Guti's eyes were closed with obvious fatigue on his face.

"Forget it, the company has invited so many people and it's not just for leisure, I'd better stay with you and rest assured."

After all, the mother is not young, and it is not a problem to run around with Guti all day. Although Guti has an assistant to serve her, their mother just does not trust Guti.

"Persuade my mother to go back and rest, I don't worry about her."

Guti opened his eyes, took the hot towel from Leon, applied it to his eyes, and wiped his face.

Fortunately, today's shooting is an outdoor scene. For the sake of advocating a natural face, the makeup on the face is very light, and only a little powder is enough.

When Guti was reapplying his makeup, the makeup artist who put on his makeup kept shouting 'the skin is so good' and 'really so tender'. Guti was so angry that he kept grinding his teeth, really wanting to crush those bastards to death.

And because of his behavior of raising the middle finger on the stage, he was criticized tactfully by the upper echelon of the club after he came back, while Hierro dealt with him unceremoniously, and Redondo also expressed it very gently His behavior is unacceptable, and I hope it will not happen again in the future.

Leon also issued an apology such as "My Jose is still a little young and energetic, and he was teased ruthlessly..." and so on.

Well, those are not the point.

The point is that now whenever he attends an event or shoots something, he will be watched by many people on the spot.

As for what to watch, huh, huh~~~ everyone knows.

Guti just wanted to raise his middle finger again.

During the ten-day winter break, poor Guti only went home to rest on the last day, and fell asleep to the point where his mother couldn't wake him up even after asking him to eat.

If you do this again in the future, sir, I won't do it.

But Leon refuted him and said, "It's not what you said. The future trend is to use the method of packaging stars to launch stars to expand their influence. Now that you are like this, let others do it!"

Guti who lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot: ↖(￣▽￣")

Guti, who returned to the club on January 2, was laughed wildly by his teammates, who made fun of his gloomy face.

"Look at this poor little face with a sharp chin."

Enrique reached out to touch Guti's chin and sighed.

"asshole!"

Slap off his cheap hand, Guti Piya.

"Tsk, I can wrap my arms around her with such a small waist and thin body."

Carlos rushed over from behind and almost pushed Guti to the ground. It was Belleron who was beside him who hugged and supported him to avoid the tragedy.

"hateful!"

Guti, who was being ridiculed, soon became noisy with these unscrupulous teammates, and they didn't calm down until the coach came over.

Of course, the old man noticed Guti's skinny circle, he shook his head amusedly, and after a few words with the team members, he called Guti over.

"What's going on, even if there are more business activities, you can't do this. You are a professional player, and your body is the first."

"I know, it won't be like this in the future."

Guti sighed.

"Just know it yourself."

Faced with this old monster-like disciple, the old man had no choice but to pat him and let him go for a run.

On January 13, the European Ballon d'Or Awards Ceremony, one of the most prestigious and influential football awards in world football organized by the "French Football" magazine since 1956, opened in Paris, France.

Senior journalists from the sports media of UEFA's 52 members and the French "L'Equipe" magazine voted for the "Golden Globe" winner of the year from the list of candidates announced in October.

When Guti, Vieri, and Figo met at the awards show, Guti gritted his teeth, and he didn't want to talk to any of these two guys.

It was only when Hierro, who came to the scene together, poked him secretly, that he forced a smile and greeted the two of them.

Although he and Figo basically didn't have many chances to meet each other in this life, for some reason, he always felt that he didn't want to talk to the Portuguese who seemed to be able to pierce people with a single glance.

As for Vieri, Guti gritted his teeth silently, sir, I will definitely take revenge.

The Italian man, Vieri, didn't seem to know how to look at people's faces, so he came over and hugged Guti, and kissed Guti twice.

Even Figo next to him thought he heard the sound of Kabbah grinding his teeth, and the Italian man said hilariously, 'Pippo asked me to say hello to you'.

Guti slightly raised his head to look at the bear man, and then turned his head to look at Hierro: I have to bear it!

Hierro, who looked miserable, turned his head and decided not to look at these two things until the end of the awards ceremony.

Guti, who didn't get an answer, smiled at Xiong Erhao, raised his feet and moved forward a small step, just stepping on the black leather shoes on Vieri's feet that were so bright that they could be used as a mirror.

Even if Guti looks thinner, as a professional player, he is not a weak and handsome man without muscles. After the action of stepping hard and turning twice hard, Vieri's face showed a painful reaction, Guti finally He swung his arm away as if to slap something dirty, and immediately took two steps back.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm so careless, I didn't notice your foot, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt when you look like this, but I still have to say sorry!"

Without waiting for any reaction from Vieri, Guti threw out a long string of words.

He used English, an English that almost everyone at the scene could understand.

So it attracted a crowd of onlookers.

Italy's Maldini glanced at Vieri's feet. It's just that stepping and turning twice like that will only hurt for a while at most but not hurt. The players' grasp of this kind of power movement is still in place.

"Sit down quickly, the ceremony is about to begin."

Maldini glared at Vieri, it's fine that you provoked others last time, but you're here again today?

Vieri grinned, and even threw an electric eye at Guti before he followed his team leader away calmly.

"If you don't have a thick skin, you can't deal with Italian men."

Figo on the side had a great time watching the play, so he said this to Guti, and it was his onlooker fee.

"Captain~~"

Guti blinked aggrievedly.

Hierro looked over there and then at Guti, and sighed.

"Sit down!"

Go to find a seat, yes, their seat is next to the Italians!

The awards were presented one after another. Guti first stood up to receive the award for the best XI team, and then the best goal, the winning goal.

Two honors have been won, of course, the most important award is at the end, although everyone guesses that it is Guti, but before getting it, nothing counts.

Seeing the host coming to the stage and the invited guests, Guti still felt a little bit guilty.

In his previous life, he never had a chance to come here.

Every time, I can only see other players on the stage, watching them hold up the golden trophy and show all kinds of smiles at the camera.

Not without regrets, but a miss is a miss.

Young and frivolous, youth indulgent, middle-aged uninhibited, old age lonely, life's joys and sorrows, he has tasted everything.

I have gained countless things in my life, but I have none of what I desire the most.

"Jose! Jose!"

Someone beside him was calling him, and Guti looked back in a daze.

Hierro looked helpless and amused, "You're actually distracted?"

"Sorry~"

"Come on stage!"

"what?"

Guti was stunned.

Jero beamed with joy, "Hurry up and go."

"Ah, yes."

Standing up, tugging at the front of his shirt, and hugging Hierro vigorously, Guti strode onto the stage.

Listening to the compliments from the presenting guests, Guti took over the long-dreamed-for trophy, and Guti groped and slid his fingers over the round surface of the trophy, his heart rippling.

"I……"

As soon as he uttered a word, Guti stopped again, always feeling like he was stepping on a cloud, with a feeling of lack of effort.

"I am very excited, I think everyone can see it."

Guti said.

There was laughter from the audience.

"Honestly, I've dreamed of getting this," Guti said, raising the trophy.

The laughter in the audience became louder.

"Before, I didn't have any idea of ​​what I wanted to achieve in my career. Then, I fell in love with someone, and then I fell in love. Then, I found out that the one I love the most is my club, my team, my team. Football, in my heart, football is the most important thing in my life..."

Guti spoke slowly.

What he wants to tell people, what he wants to say to himself, is what he used to hear, and there are many other things that he can't tell, those stories that have been hidden in his heart for many years but no one can tell, now, In the end it was just one sentence.

"I love... football!"

"Thank you to all the family, friends and teammates who have helped me and loved me, thank you!"

The audience warmly applauded, the latest Mr. Golden Globe.

"That's great."

The old man rubbed his eyes moved, and Camacho beside him nodded, "This kid is so stupid!"

"You didn't like him before."

Dad exposed his old background.

Camacho laughed, "Yes, yes, I am not as good at judging people as you."

The two coaches sighed.

Ye Luo's smiling face in the audience was like blooming flowers. He really didn't expect to be able to watch his successor from being young to today's maturity, that little boy whom he doubted at first, Along the way, in this football world, Can releases the most beautiful flowers.

The light is shining, the glory is gone!

The author has something to say: PS: Actually, I think I can conclude the article here, right!