[Football] Because your eyes are too big

The racket in Stephanie's hand turned twice subconsciously, and she looked up at the stands.

"Baby, don't worry, just treat it as an ordinary game." Bob, who was with his baby girl and also acted as a coach, thought that his baby girl was nervous in the finals, so he quickly comforted her.

"Understood, Dad." Stephanie withdrew her attention from the stands and waited for the start of the final.She wasn't nervous about reaching the final as Bob thought, but because she seemed a little disappointed that she didn't see Mesut in the stands.

"It's all the big-eyed monster's fault!" Stephanie said softly, using all the long-lost nicknames that belonged to Mesut.

That's what Stephanie thought in her heart. She had already agreed with Mesut that he would definitely come to see her finals, but Mesut obviously didn't come.As for the reason, of course it was the inexplicable confession on the day of elementary school graduation.

That day, Stephanie thought she didn't hear clearly, she opened her mouth slightly: "What did you say?"

"I said you can date me and be my girlfriend?" Mesut said blankly, cursing the guy who organized the event in his heart, insisting on setting rules and getting a reply from the girl This event is considered complete.If not, he could obviously say that he said the wrong thing just now, or insist that Stephanie heard it wrong.Now it's all right, Stephanie will explode.

After Mesut finished speaking, he counted down silently in his heart: "Five, four, three, two, one!"

"Bang!" This was Stephanie's answer. She punched him skillfully, then turned and ran away.

Mesut covered the place where he was beaten, and grinned for a long time. In the past two years, he was beaten by Stephanie very rarely. Of course, he was hit by her ball during practice. This girl The action of beating is still so kind.

It was the first time that Mesut was so willing to be beaten by Stephanie because he felt that he deserved it.He once again cursed in his heart those guys who planned this kind of activity for fear of chaos in the world. It's really annoying to cheat and tease girls.

Then he became a little worried again, Stephanie wouldn't take it seriously, did he think he had something to her?Mesut was terrified, how could he face Stephanie in the future!

Stephanie ran home in one breath, but fortunately, there was no one at home, and she was not surprised that she rushed into her bedroom in such a panic.

She buried herself on the big soft bed. The little girl's heart was beating very fast. She didn't know if it was because of her emotions or because of the strenuous exercise all the way back.

Confession, as a sweet-looking girl, Stephanie has heard a lot since kindergarten.Of course, a little girl who thinks she is mature doesn't bother to receive confessions from boys who are about her own age, or even younger, and still have a snotty nose. A man who is a few years older than her is like Nesta. Of course, if Totti is not her cousin, she also likes that one.

Because it didn't fit her imagination, Stephanie just laughed off all the past confessions and rejected them all.But this time she was in trouble, because it was Mesut who confessed.

If anyone was Stephanie's best friend, it would be Mesut.Although the little girl probably won't admit it, her best friend is a big-eyed monster.However, Mesut has spent almost the entire study career with Stephanie. It can be said that apart from his parents, he is the person who appears most frequently in Stephanie's life.He knew what Stephanie liked to eat and what she hated, and even after Stephanie secretly fell in love with Nesta, she only told him about it.

The two of them are the closest friends in the eyes of parents, teachers and classmates, but one day Mesut confessed to her, and Stephanie didn't know how to reply to Mesut.

When she heard Mesut's confession, Stephanie's brain froze a bit, and she didn't know how to react at all. She could only rely on instinct.Her instinct was to hit Mesut first and then run away.

Now back home, Stephanie, who was lying on her big bed, finally calmed down.She knew that Mesut was not what she liked, but she hesitated how to reject Mesut.Even if she doesn't admit it, she doesn't want to lose Mesut, a good friend.

"It's all Mesut's fault! What are you doing confessing? Isn't it good to be good friends?" Stephanie sat up resentfully, and beat the doll on the bed, which was the one with the biggest eyes among all her dolls. It is obviously the best choice to be used to vent your anger at this moment.

In this way, because of Mesut's confession, there was no contact between Stephanie and Mesut for an unprecedented few days.Fortunately, because they just graduated from elementary school and started their vacation, one was busy with tennis matches and the other was busy with youth training. Except for the two of them, no one around them noticed the awkward atmosphere between the two of them.

Although Stephanie has been worrying about how to solve Mesut's confession these days, she was very focused during the tennis match.From the very first day she officially started playing tennis, Bob has discovered this trait in his daughter, that is, as soon as she steps on the court, she will be 100% focused.It was this kind of concentration that allowed Stephanie to fight all the way, and finally reached the final of the youth tennis competition in North Rhine-Westphalia. Today is the day of the final.

"Nini, come on!" Bob finally cheered on Stephanie before the referee signaled both sides to enter the field.

Stephanie nodded and did not speak. She walked onto the court with the racket in hand and looked at her opponent today with determination in her eyes.As a girl who dreams of conquering the Grand Slam, this game is just a small step on the journey, and she must cross it.

Although it was only a youth competition, there were quite a few spectators present today, and almost all the seats were filled.Tennis is also developing well in Germany, although the pride of German tennis Becker has retired, and Graf has reached the end of his career.

Among so many spectators, a man and a woman are not noticeable. Of course, if the two of them are willing to take off their hats and sunglasses, they will definitely replace the two players who are competing on the court and become the most attractive in the entire court. presence of attention.

"Boris, why did you invite me to watch a youth tennis match today?" The lady among the two looked at her companion. She didn't believe that this guy would be aimless, he must be doing something.

"Don't be nervous, Steffi, I just want to show you the leisurely life after retirement." The man said slowly.

"Probably you are just a lobbyist for those people. You want to tell me that life after retirement is not so wonderful, and it is best to return to the court." The lady said angrily. "I think I have made up my mind to retire, and this will not change. Although for German tennis, my departure may bring some fluctuations, just like when you decided to leave two years ago. But this is My life, I have the right to decide."

The man quickly spread his hands: "Honey, I have no intention of interfering with your thoughts, I just sincerely want to invite you to watch a game, I am not a lobbyist for those guys. I am not like Beckenbau I plan to dedicate myself to German tennis as I did to German football, and my life after retirement is very comfortable."

"I don't know who is planning to run a school to train new forces." The lady still exposed her partner's shortcomings, but she accepted what her partner said and concentrated on watching the game.

Men and women who were once top professional tennis players don't really care that much about a junior tennis game.

At least the lady thought so before the start of the game, but as the game progressed, she gradually became serious from her relaxed posture, which can be seen from the fact that she changed her sitting posture and leaned forward to watch the game seriously .

The man saw the change in his companion, he smiled.After a while, he suddenly said: "Have you ever thought about what will happen to German tennis after we all retire? I don't mean to hope that you will postpone the retirement arrangement, but whether the German tennis is going to a time when there will be a generational decline. gone?"

"So?" the lady said without looking back, still looking at the court.

"So I plan to start a school, and I also plan to dig out those seedlings with potential."

"That's why you invited me to watch such a game? For that little girl?" The lady finally turned her head to look at the guy who tricked herself into watching the game.

"Of course, I know that child. Her father was also a professional player. She has great potential and hopes to become a professional tennis player. Originally, her father hoped that I would guide her tennis training, but I think that for female players , you may have more say. So after retiring, have you personally cultivated the idea of ​​being the number one in the world? Think about it a few years later, when she stepped into the professional tennis world as a student of Steffi Graf People will exclaim that Graf is back! How interesting that scene will be! At least I hope that one day I can announce my return in this way. Steffi, I don't want my mark on tennis He was just eliminated by his opponent in a Grand Slam match and left in embarrassment."

"It's your own idea, Boris. You've always been an ambitious guy. But I think your idea is very interesting, only I have to correct you, this child is not like me, her style is more like that Swiss girls, even like..."

Graf concealed a name and did not mention it, but as Becker, who knows Graf well and is also a tennis player, he clearly knows the name Graf wanted to say but did not say in the end. The name that once overwhelmed even Graf.

Becker wisely ignored the name as if he hadn't heard it. He continued the topic: "No matter what her playing style is, she is your admirer. Are you interested in meeting her after the game?"

Graf kept looking at the field, looking at the little girl whose braids were pulled into a straight line while running, watching her run fast, intercept quickly, and run from the backcourt to the frontcourt... After a long time , she replied: "Why not?"