[Football Fans] Glory

He is about to turn 30.

Guti stepped on his sneakers, then looked up at the calendar on the wall.

Another four years in a blink of an eye, there are several four years and four years in life, especially professional players like them.

With the salary of the club, I work hard for the national team for free every two years. It is better if I play in my own club. If I play for a foreign club, I will often be secretly dissatisfied by the club coach or the upper echelon. If you get injured because of participating in the national team competition, it will be even worse.

So, I'm pretty lucky.

Guti smiled and got up.

Seeing Guti standing up, all the players in the locker room who were listening to music, resting their eyes, and chatting all looked over.

"This year is a good opportunity."

After thinking for a few seconds, Guti started with this sentence, "Four years ago, our World Cup journey stopped at the semi-finals. After that, Captain Hierro left the team, and Enrique, Nadal and other seniors also left the team one after another. The national team has been renewed, so we have this year," Guti looked around the week with his blue eyes that are 'charming enough to make people intoxicated' (as a commentator said), "Today, we have taken another step forward, the final , today, our final, ours!"

He raised his arm, punched his chest before spreading it out, "Are you afraid?"

"Not afraid!"

"Are you afraid?"

"Not afraid!"

Asked loudly by their captain, everyone stood up, one hand after another, and kept putting their hands up.

"What are we going to do?"

"fighting!"

"What are we going to do?"

"fighting!"

"So," Guti put his other hand on top of all palms, "what do we want?"

"victory!"

"victory!"

"victory!"

The old man standing at the door of the locker room smiled. The players of this year are more combative and energetic. They are fearless and dare to face all powerful enemies. Under the leadership of Guti, the captain, the two-year European Cup, the newly appointed captain of the national team, Guti, led a group of young lads singing all the way to the sky, becoming the king of Europe. Today, Guti led his teammates all the way to the final.

Four years, another reincarnation, another four years.

This Guti is 30 years old, four years, very short in a person's life, but very long in a player's career.

In four years, Guti won two more golden goals, completely achieving the No.1 reputation in football, but he did not forget what he wanted to chase, he did not stop, did not lose his fighting spirit, and put on his shirt Continue on your own journey.

"very nice!"

Camacho and his old friend said so.

After returning to Real Madrid, Camacho followed his father to become a member of the national team's coaching staff. Like his father, they watched these children grow from youth to maturity, and then to today's stage. How difficult it is How much sweat and tears the young people have paid will soon become embellishments on their road to glory, so brilliant and dazzling.

"It's not here yet!"

The old man walked away with his hands behind his back, and he didn't need to encourage him anymore. Guti had already aroused everyone's fighting spirit for today's decisive battle.

"I believe in them, if they can do it, they will definitely do it!"

Camacho, who has always been known for his strictness, smiled easily, and followed his old friend to the stadium.

July 2006, 7 Berlin Olympic Stadium

"...our captain, Guti!!!"

The broadcasters of the Spanish TV station screamed. Along with the screams of the fans, the cheering fans set off a wave of people and waved the Matador flag to occupy the entire stadium.

On the sidelines of the court, Guti showed a charming smile, raised his hand and waved twice.

Even more crazed shouts erupted from the arena, and he had everyone going crazy before the game even started.

Today's opponent, the Italian, even though he knew Guti's charm long ago, he still felt a different atmosphere face to face.

"Suddenly it's a little scary!"

Cannavaro and Buffon beside him said.

Buffon tugged at the glove, then laughed, "Those guys should be reminded."

As the captain, Cannavaro burst out laughing, his handsome face was a little more ruffian after shaved off his curly hair.

"I don't care!"

Four years ago, just after the World Cup, it was revealed that La Liga Real Madrid made a big move in the last three days of the end of the transfer period to poach Nesta, the captain of Serie A Lazio. After a big fall, Juventus, who helped to raise and lower the price together, was also severely slapped in the face.

So the blue eagle captain came to La Liga from Italy with sadness. After half a season of injury torture, Nesta's performance in La Liga is getting better and better, which made many professionals who laughed at him and the Italian blue eagle The fans miss their captain even more. Of course, the Roman wolf prince who has become the king of the wolf has gnashed his teeth many times. Unfortunately, the former captain of the blue eagle and now the iron guard in white just ignore him.

Listening to the discussion of the two teammates, Nesta sighed, "Jose is not so easy to defend."

Four years of working with the White Corps allowed Nesta to understand how powerful the leader in white is on the field. He is no longer the wolf cub molested by them six years ago, but a king who has grown into the leader of the legion.

"It's up to you today."

Cannavaro smiled roguely.

Nesta looked at him, Cannavale smiled, then turned his head and asked Buffon, "Gigi, keep the goal with all your strength."

As long as Juventus meets Real Madrid in these years, they will be kicked and kicked several times by Real Madrid. Coupled with the phone calls that have exploded this year, the pressure on the Italian players who will go to the World Cup can be imagined, and they can break into the final It was beyond the imagination of all participating teams, including the Italians themselves.

Buffon sighed. Regarding Guti's weird way of passing the ball, even he didn't know much about it. Fortunately, their defenders have always been strong, and they hope to help him in their cooperation.

Guti on the opposite side saw the whispers of the Italian players over there, so he showed a threatening smile at the cheeky male models.

Nesta returned a perfect smile and Totti rolled his eyes back.

The interaction of the handsome group made everyone laugh out loud.

"We all remember the story from six years ago..."

The on-site commentary began to popularize the gossip between the players of the two teams to some new fans, making the audience laugh.

"This commentator must not be my fan."

Guti muttered.

"why?"

Raul asked.

"He said so much about my black history, he is definitely not a fan of me."

Guti watched the referee team approaching with a blank expression. The previous performance made the field a lot of clutter, which had just been sorted out. The Germans are very efficient, and it took only a few minutes to get it done.

The previous process has been completed, and now the captains on both sides have to guess coins.

Cannavale smiled charmingly at Guti, who raised his eyebrows.

Damn, he is not happy seeing these Italians, and he must torture you to death today.

Then wait for the verdict from Telephone Gate to come out before poaching your corners, cut!

Cannavaro, who didn't know that Guti was playing a bad idea, guessed the coin in the referee's hand, and he got the right to choose the side.

Guti was about to kick off, so he smiled proudly.

Cannavaro on the opposite side looked at his smile and felt that it was not unreasonable for his teammates to tease Guti. He was really fun.

So, when shaking hands, Cannavaro pulled hard, staggered Gutila, who was not paying attention, and was hugged directly, and was kissed on both sides of the cheek.

Guti was stunned by this surprise attack, and before he had time to react, countless screams erupted from the audience.

Seeing that his captain was about to riot, the quick-handed goalkeeper Iker Casillas hugged Guti.

"Jose, you will be sent off with a red card for hitting someone."

These Italians are really insidious. They want to blow up their captain and get sent off before the game, so how can they still play!

Casillas glared fiercely at the members of the Azzurri over there.

Guti gritted his teeth, shook his hands, "Let go!"

"José!"

"I'm not going to do it."

Guti licked his lips.

Seeing that Guti had indeed calmed down, Cassie let go of his hand, and then he was pinched on the face by his captain, "Little guy, I'm not so easily irritated!"

No, you will!

Cassie pursed her lips.

"Go stand up, the game is about to start."

Guti ordered.

The battle is about to begin.

The author has something to say: PS: I like Nei Shao, but he failed to play in this final due to injury~