The so-called 'Galaxy Battleship Phase I' is a brilliant but panicked period. And with the complete end of this era, most of the onlookers sighed, and several parties may gradually integrate into the new environment. However, the Real Madrid who were left in place, who were both insiders but not parties, were not very adaptable.

Guti often muttered to Fran in private about the past days, don't look at the golden wolf on the surface to walk the world all by waves, in fact, he is a person who values feelings and misses the old. From time to time, Mr. Vice-Captain remembers the time when Carlos and Ronaldo were still around, and according to me, those two fat faces were filled with the inherent brilliance of a humorist, which could bring a different color to the depressing locker room. Unlike the new Dutchmen, a rookie tiptoeing on his feet, a striker with a premature melancholy on his face, and Sneijder often somewhere between sluggishness and shrewdness. But unlike Fran, the kid is divided into two extremes, one with a kind dog's eyes fluttering and the inside is all black, and the other has a weird smile on the inside of the eternal villain's little henchman (yes, not the boss yet)... It shouldn't be in vain.

Fran listened to Guti's inexplicable sadness to complain about himself, and at first he could still maintain his usual '???' blank expression with a tense face, but he couldn't hold back when he looked at Guti's bitter and hateful face, took out his mobile phone and entered the group and began to call Ronaldo, who left the group but did not leave the group, and began to laugh and express his miss for Guti.

Casillas has always loved David Beckham, and his obsession with the English is obvious, as well as an acting career. The double departures of David Beckham and Carlos have put Real Madrid's free-kicks into a competitive phase, and Capello feels it is a sweet frustration to choose between several free-kick winners. But it won't be long before he realizes that in fact this trouble is a trouble, and there is nothing sweet.

In the middle of the night, Mr. Goalkeeper didn't know what to think, and a phone call came to express his sadness. It's raining heavily in Madrid tonight, and looking out the window through the water-beaded glass, Fran sees a distorted and familiar scene. Fran thought about Casillas's complaint for a long time and only replied, "Igor, I think you're lonely." ”

These words frightened Casillas, who was alone at home, into a shudder.

"I mean, you guess the schedule hasn't officially started recently, and because of the single state and high energy, endocrine disorders or hormonal hypersecretion, I don't know these words, in short, you can find a girlfriend to relieve most of the pain you have. Fran drew on the window boredly, "Well, then you can be distressed about your love, which is more in line with the image of your love species." ”

Casillas, who was mocked by Francisco Happy Single Dog Alvarez, was stunned for a moment, and then slammed the phone down the next second.

Looking at a black night scene in the rain curtain, Fran seemed to sigh with hindsight, "Ah, I miss my son." It seems that only he can hear this, and the next day he is still a defender of Real Madrid who has no heart and no lungs in the eyes of others, has a seven-second memory of a goldfish, can't remember hatred and won't miss the old, and only has Real Madrid's defender in his mind.

What is very different from a few years ago in the club is that a large group of fresh blood has been infused, and the average age of the Real Madrid team has rapidly decreased. This change from 'ageing players' directly to the youth army led to the decision to elect an internal team to come out. It stands to reason that this should be chosen from a few new imps in the past two years, but Mr. Captain directly took it upon himself to put Fran on the candidacy. Seeing Raul do this, a group of people heckled and voted for Fran with a weird smile.

It's nothing that Mr. Fourth Captain of the team has become the team's favorite, but looking at the enthusiastic young men, and comparing Fran, who is holding a catalogue of the top 10 most beautiful sports journalists in Spain in a fashion magazine, to Casillas talking with a strange smile. Raul deeply felt that even if Fran himself took the stupidity of selling nothing as cute, he couldn't let him lead this group of young men crookedly. So Mr. Raul, who was obviously the first to point out Fran, used his veto power to take off the title that Fran had just gotten for less than half a minute.

Fran, who heard a ghost crying wolf howl over there, suddenly grinned at the magazine, and this expression was too abrupt to attract Casillas's attention, and he glanced over and asked him what was wrong. Fran shrugged and nodded at a photo of a female reporter on the magazine's list, "Oh, I just think they have a strange aesthetic, and this woman is not very good-looking!" Casillas followed Fran's finger and carefully looked at this junior female reporter from Spanish TV, which was completely different from Fran's 'not good-looking', he felt that this woman made his eyes shine, "I think she looks good." In order to confirm his point of view, Casillas simply took the magazine in Fran's hand and examined it over and over again, feeling that the more he read, the more it fits his eyes.

Fran felt that Casillas's expression was a little difficult to describe, of course, according to his face matching, it should be called 'appreciation of beauty', if he changed to an ugly face, it would probably be obscene. Fran sneered and said that this time Casillas would try it himself, whether it was the real girl or the rotten peach blossom, this time he would definitely not worry about it.

Casillas looked at the name of Sara Caponero and raised an eyebrow, "Why are you reading these magazines when you're fine? It's not like your style, what's the matter, why did I say I was lonely that day, and you wanted to drive yourself?" "Who the wants to drive!" Luthor just thinks about driving all day!" Casillas wondered why Fran insisted on mixing English loser in this duck sentence, Fran touched his chin and told worriedly, " In a word, can we think about the ownerless flowers, don't split your legs, don't look for excitement and always show affection passionately in places where no one thinks anyone can see them?" Answering Fran was Casillas who raised his hands blocking the door and desperately □□ Fran's small curly hair, and Robben next to him unconsciously gasped.

Mr. Arrogant, the goalkeeper who was out of breath snorted and shifted places, Fran rolled his eyes at the ceiling, and then met Robben's sympathetic gaze, "Brother, I really am, I also had beautiful blonde curly hair back then, and it was all my bastard teammates who kneaded it now. The Dutchman pointed aggrievedly at his bare forehead and mocked hairline.

Fran twitched the corner of his mouth and stroked his hair lovingly, and was rubbed by Ramos who passed behind, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, under Robben's concerned gaze, Fran seemed to hear the sound of a few of his hairs breaking off under Ramos's palm. So Ramos, who was used to being troubled with Fran, who had always been lazy and temperamental, ushered in the defense boss who roared like crazy, "Don't play with Lao Tzu's precious head hair!" and frantically reached out to protect his hair.

Ramos swallowed his saliva, and after getting this vigilance, he tentatively stretched out his fingers and clubbed Fran's hair, and then accidentally got stuck by his nails and dragged off two hairs, and the soft brown hair was dragged away from his scalp in Fran's sight, holding his head like the end of the world, "Oh no, Daddy didn't protect you!"

Robben, who felt that his task had been accomplished, smiled and took a back seat, never admitting that he had always been jealous of Franna's Real Madrid team, which was one of the best in terms of hair quality and volume, and would never admit that it was revenge for someone's previous whim to say "If you want to open up something like hair loss, just shave baldness".

"Actually, long hair is easy to fall out," Guti, who also has long hair and has quietly lost volume, patted Fran on the shoulder sympathetically, "Yours is not long, but you shave." For a moment Fran was shaken, but the thought that if he shaved his head, he would be a centimeter or two shorter than Casillas, and the defender said that everything else could be done, which was absolutely unbearable.

How can I be lower than a goalkeeper like Casillas? If I don't have enough real height, I have to make up my hair, and I don't try to stand on my toes when I'm taking pictures.

Although the relationship within the team seems to be harmonious, in reality the atmosphere is awkward on the contrary. Capello continued to coach, and after two weeks of intensive training, the iron-fisted coach only held back one sentence with a black face, "This is not the Real Madrid team of last season." 'The manager, who won the league title, wants to win the Champions League this season, but the current form of the team seems to tell him that he is thinking too much. This is not the Real Madrid team of last season, but who would think that he is? The forward line and midfield personnel who can withstand the pressure at critical times are huge, Capello will inevitably need to re-study the tactical coordination, leaving him with only one backline that has not changed much, but looking at this too young and porous backline, the Italians can't wait for the whole team to look new with these few goods.

The leader of several goods looked at Capello innocently, Capello remembered the 'genius' when Forlan teased himself last season, and then looked at the 'genius' of Pepe and Drenthe, who came from the new transfer, except for helplessness.

Calderón is looking forward to the invincible Real Madrid full of vitality and blood, and Mr. Capello said that it is still in the run-in period, you still have to hold on to your dreams and wait.

Even when Capello returns from a summer break, even though Capello always looks at the backline with a "can you take a little longer" gaze, Forlan himself has always looked at it all in a childish tone of expectant patting each defender on the shoulder and saying "Everyone's done a good job! Keep up the good work!". He especially felt that Marcelo must not have wasted this holiday to exercise and upgrade, and after the assistant coach cried and admonished, "Let's run in well", Fran muttered to Marcelo alone, "Last season's attendance was generally able to practice like this during the summer break, don't overdraw the use of the body, I don't need to keep emphasizing it, right?"

As the media found fault with Real Madrid's defenders last season, Forlan was the first to be questioned, and the reporters were not looking at Forlan who could be selected in last season's best team, but the rest of the young defenders. "Can you see a long-term future in him?" the reporters' questions were particularly merciless, and Fran was stunned, trying to remember how he had been targeted in the first place, but in the end he found that he really didn't take it to heart at the time, so he couldn't remember clearly. Reporters saw that the Real Madrid defender seemed to be questioned.

Look! We're going to ask this guy!

Before the reporters could continue to ask questions as eagerly as if they had smelled blood, Fran kept his brain blank and muttered as if he wasn't sure of the answer, "... I don't know much, so I can trouble you to give an example, where do you see despair in a newcomer, I want to observe and learn. ”

All the live channels were silent for a few seconds, and the reporters' expressions were the same as Fran's, and the group showed a look like copying. They know that when they hear "I am ignorant," "I am young and ignorant," and "I think I am clever," do they really expect this guy to be uninformed, stupid, young and ignorant, and to be clever? They are not so sweet for a long time! They are not so sweet for a long time!

Fran, who had been let go in silence, ran back to the locker room, and our defenders were all treasures. But when I saw Marcelo, he still tried to put on a look of "you make me very embarrassed" and said seriously, "Can you not take the initiative to carry the pot, man? I will carry the pot! Why is this thing still robbed? Is it that you guys are shaking the dice before the game to determine the order than the size? Why don't you give me some rules!"

Looking at the few 'own defenders' who were obviously deliberately pretending to be well-behaved and sitting in a row, Fran inexplicably felt that he saw himself in Capello's eyes. Oh, is this how I usually look in front of the manager?

But it wasn't Real Madrid, who were constantly treading on thin ice, but Chelsea in the Premier League, who made big news in European football during the season. On 19/09/07, the day after Chelsea's draw with Rosenborg in the Champions League group stage, Chelsea officially announced the resignation of head coach Jose Mourinho.

It took two weeks of European attention to the incident before Fran called Mourinho, who had been in constant contact. The Portuguese over there listened to the tone of relaxation not like a lecture, but rather as if he had unilaterally told Chelsea that he was too tired to take a vacation, and that two weeks could not have been better at hiding all his emotions, "I thought you would call me earlier? ”

Forlan laughed dryly, and Mourinho snorted, "I've invited you so many times that you've never had the chance to play for Chelsea again." Forlan shrugged, knowing that Mourinho on the other end of the phone would definitely not see it, "Is the next stop decided?" "Where am I going to book a restaurant just two weeks after class?" But having said that, in fact, since Mourinho left Chelsea, there have been different clubs contacting him for the position of head coach, but Mourinho has refused on the grounds that he wants to take a temporary leave to relax.

"Oh yes, I have to tell you, isn't there another gossip that Real Madrid contacted me, I can tell you responsibly, it's really false news. Knowing that there was a Real Madrid defender on the other side, Mourinho still said mercilessly, "What do those newspapers say? Why does the Real Madrid coach always play a good hand? This wronged Capello, and now Real Madrid is in this mess..." But as a member of the "mess", Fran obviously didn't plan to hand this to Mourinho, and took care of himself, "The situation is different! You don't know how many one plus one equals and you don't know how many one plus two equals, but this doesn't mean that one plus one equals one plus two." After saying that, Fran, who thought he had made sure that Mourinho was fine, snapped and unilaterally cut off the call.

Mourinho looked at his phone and raised his eyebrows, where did this kid get the confidence that he would not coach Real Madrid? 166 Reading Network