Real Madrid's opponent in the Champions League quarter-finals is Bordeaux, compared with Manchester United vs. Bayern Munich, Barcelona vs. Arsenal on paper, the odds of winning are greater, and perhaps only Inter Milan against CSKA Moscow can be compared.

This can't help but make Barcelona fans, who are also in the Champions League and the league parallel, a little sour.

Perhaps it was a morale-boosting meeting that was too successful, with Real Madrid beating Bordeaux 3-0 and 1-0 home and away on 31 March and 8 April, while the league also relentlessly bit into one win after another. The comeback against Sevilla was seen in the media as the turning point for everything, and everyone was curious about what had happened, bringing the usual iconocular team back to civilians, but also showing the fangs of madness not seen in years.

"When I passed him," the Santander striker said after the game, he still seemed terrified, "and at that moment I had the feeling that he was going to break my leg, but my team-mate next to me told me afterwards that he was just looking at me." "The 'he' here refers to Francisco Álvarez.

Murderous spirit is a mysterious and mysterious feeling, and only Entertainment Ji will publish this kind of report in the newspaper. Many people think this statement is too exaggerated, but Lagerbeck, who has been focusing on the main players of his national team, vaguely understands something.

He knows what really makes Fran grow is not his skills and fame, but his sense of responsibility. Unlike when he forced him on the pitch to play a penalty shoot-out, he finally realized that it was not enough for him to just mess around with his own business, and that Real Madrid was a team that evoked Forlan's sense of team responsibility. But what Ragbeck didn't know was that it was Fran who woke up the lion that had been sleeping for many years.

In the past, even when Forlan won the third place in the World Footballer of the Year, people looked at him as if he were a simple Real Madrid superstar, and this is a team with no shortage of superstars, so he was just 'one of them'. But now, everyone finds Fran more glamorous, but no one can say exactly why and what has changed.

Real Madrid, who had just qualified for the semi-finals, could not afford to breathe a sigh of relief, not only because their next semi-final opponent was Bayern Munich, but also because their next league opponent was Barcelona.

Sadly, while Arsenal are theoretically a tougher opponent than Bordeaux, Barcelona have created a frantic 4-1 game at their Camp Nou in the event of an away draw, and will also face semi-final opponents Inter Milan. At the same time, this dream three team has no omissions in the league results, always biting Real Madrid, with a 3-point gap, a matchup can be overtaken.

At the Bernabeu, the current Real Madrid side only need to lose to Barcelona and everyone knows that they will not be able to get back into the next game.

After the second leg of the Champions League, Manuel Pellegrini decided to suspend training in the afternoon and let everyone adjust their form. However, despite the half-day holiday, few people left Beldebebas, and even more so, some of them even sat in their chairs to rest, and their muscles were tense. The pressure is all on this game in a few days' time, and no one can afford not to be nervous.

Raul patted everyone's shoulders encouragingly as he left, and everything was silent, and finally stopped in front of Fran, and the kid stopped joking with everyone as usual to ease the atmosphere, "Maman said to let you come to my house for dinner, are you coming?" Guti, who was sitting next to him, turned around with an elbow, squeezed his eyebrows, and almost yelled so that the whole locker room knew that 'Raul has something to say to you'. Fran rubbed her jumping eyelids, of course there was no possibility of refusal.

In fact, Fran likes to come to Raul's house very much, not because the relationship between the two is better than that between him and Guti, but because he likes the atmosphere of Raul's house. Especially when he watched a bunch of little foxes who grew up like nesting dolls gather around Maman's food, that scene can make Fran feel calm at all times.

He was not envious, but after getting used to being alone, he found that it could be very good.

After the meal, Raul took Fran directly to his study on the second floor, and he opened the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows to let in the moonlight, and Fran couldn't tell if the cars parked not far away were residents' cars or paparazzi. Raul pointed to the couch and motioned to Evelan to sit down, "I've been hesitating for a long time if I have to, when should I tell you, on the eve of this crucial game, or when the dust settles." ”

"And you chose now. Fran unnoticedly placed one of the sofa cushions behind him. Raul seemed to want to drink a little for a deep conversation, but in the end he only took out two glasses of water, touched his nose and signaled that he would make do, I don't know if he had experienced too many important games, compared to the nervous and excited crowd in the club, Raul was very peaceful. He didn't talk to Fran about tomorrow's tactical arrangement, but about rehashing the old story, "Why don't you want to be captain? Don't talk about Sweden, we all know that they mean different things to you." You're willing to take on the heavy responsibility for Real Madrid, aren't you?"

"As a vice-captain, I can also take on some responsibilities, and there are many inconvenient places in the captain's duties..."Fran didn't answer the question directly, but this time Raul didn't intend to let him go, "So I ask you, why?"

Forlan subconsciously grabbed his hair, in fact, it had come to this point, and he said bluntly, "Because the importance of the position of captain of Real Madrid is not as important to me as Igor Casillas." It was the first time he had spoken this idea bluntly, as if to say that he respected Raul only because he was a trustworthy senior.

If someone else had said this, Raul would have thought he was hypocritical, but Fran wouldn't. Those honey-colored eyes didn't blink, obviously they were so warm but they were cool, this person really didn't care about these titles, he didn't care at all, but at the same time, Raul could be regarded as seeing through, all the people who felt that he loved to be at peace with what happened were wrong, and under his appearance of not caring about himself, he was actually a real character whose heart was higher than the sky.

After knowing each other for so many years, Raul was shocked to realize that he could be regarded as revealing a corner of the heart of his little teammate.

"Why do you think so much? Don't think too much, really don't think too much. People like me, if, if, maybe, I mean, if if maybe, I can't stand it? Tell Igor, don't worry about Carvajal, if he wants to be the captain of Real Madrid, he will be a good captain. ”

Fran said.

"Yes, Igor will be a good captain, I always knew it, otherwise how would I dare to leave such a mess to you. Raul seemed to want to correct himself again, "No, it's not as bad as the previous two years." ”

"yes, we're not as bad as we were in the last two years!" Franto looked at Raul with a chin on his head, "Really, you see, we're getting better a little bit." He looked more like a kid than he had been ten years ago.

Raul nodded, because of this, he was only a little bit away from being able to completely reassure, "When you say goodbye to the peak of your competitive career, you never know if that past game is the limit and unattainable peak of your past." But what I don't dare to think about is not the negligence and fault that has been carefully analyzed and pondered under the flash, but the old mentality that I have been consumed. This great panic can never be compensated for by the sense of accomplishment of victory and high salaries. Do I still lack honor? Do I still lack money? No, but I still have to prove myself, and I can do it. ”

Fran thinks that maybe this is what Raul really wants to say to him today, although the introduction is really abrupt, but he thinks he can still understand, as the deep meaning revealed in these words, Raul may be more afraid of being forgotten than destitute.

"Have fun in time and enjoy the moment. You see, people say that Real Madrid is the graveyard of impetuous superstars, but who knows? Maybe, after all, most of the people in this team are lonely. Raul looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window, dotted with stars in the distance, perhaps the brilliant lights of Madrid at night, and he raised his right hand to figure out the □□ as if shooting, with or without a target in all directions, "Lonely, lonely, lonely." ”

Carvajal has criticised Forlan for 'not believing', not believing in the fans' love for him, not believing that the club cares about him, and even if he keeps saying that he wants to retire at Real Madrid, he doesn't believe that he can retire at this club. In the face of Carvajal's words, Fran can even nod his head and admit that you are really right, this kind of accusation seems to him to be like an itch, even if it will make him rarely angry on the spot, but he will be angry.

But every sentence that Raul said straightforwardly made Fran, who boasted that he had a "big face and is not afraid of scolding", and that he had no heart and lungs, felt very mean. And the shot he shot into the air was more sad for Fran than all his words combined. He was suddenly stunned, and suddenly felt very tired and sad, tired and sad from the bones. He thought that this grief had nothing to do with him, since they all felt that he had long since disbelieved, and even he himself thought that he had long since disbelieved.

You see, when this club needs someone to liven up the atmosphere, he can contact everyone without skin and face, when there is a gap in this club, he can reduce himself to the dust to fill any position that needs him, when this club needs a □□ backbone, even if he is used to lazily nesting in a corner, he can stand up directly to withstand the pressure.

But I've done my best to love it, what is he talking about, is he really going to let me die on this?Or is it still the same sentence after all, never ridicule your ideals in front of others, believe it or not, what you pay for it has always been your own life?

“... Haven't I done enough now?" Fran looked up at Raul, his forehead was wrinkled without frowning, his tone was pure questioning, but because of this, his words seemed full of sarcasm, "But whether I shoot or brush, I have been in the first twenty-eight years... You all came here by yourself, huh?"

Oh, yes. Raul thought to himself, he must have thought so, and in fact he hadn't stumbled over like this, swallowing the doubts about him with a smile on his face, crumpling and spitting them out. Even the manager pointed out the direction of improvement, how to change, he carefully figured it out. As he said, he has been alone for so many years.

But that's not enough, the whole Real Madrid is betting on the national derby in a few days, but what are the chances of Real Madrid winning now? And who can make Real Madrid win? It's Cristiano Ronaldo, Kaka, Casillas, it must also be Fran, and Raul, maybe he will really lose confidence when he gets older.

"Really down-to-earth, put your heart down, let it take root, don't be so floating. Raul raised his hand and really brushed Fran's back, as if he wanted to appease the thorns pierced by the hedgehog-like defender, and seemed to move his heart down gently and gently, "I don't want to demand anything more from you to the club, it's all now, what qualifications do I have to demand this, not to mention that you have done far enough." I want you to put your heart down completely, trust yourself more, yes, I want you to trust your own strength, you are equal to this club. You can even transfer, but now you are indispensable to Real Madrid. ”

Raul just wanted to show him that anyone could doubt his abilities, but he couldn't take himself lightly. When a star plays Forlan's current position, he occasionally laughs at himself, 'What is important to me?', and what he needs to do is face up to his importance. Perhaps it was only now that his form was declining and he began to doubt himself, that Raul fully understood the importance of self-confidence.

Stay steadfast and don't be so floating.

Be confident, keep your head up, you're already number one in your position.

"You always think Jose is a child, but who is not a child between you and him?" Raul leaned the glass of water to his lips, and the cold water ran down his throat to his heart and lungs, "He can't grow up, but you have to grow up quickly!"

"I'm old like this!" Fran craned his neck and looked straight at Raul, Raul looked at him, but his gaze was a little wandering, Fran was not sure what he was looking at, "It's coming, it's about to grow up!"

"Have fun in time and enjoy the moment. I know, Captain, and I'm not afraid of being alone. Fran didn't look away, just looked at him directly, as he said, Raul said that he was not afraid of the loneliness of the big club, but the final tone was a little uncertain, "... Don't cry, Captain!"

Raul was stunned, the smile on his face was stunned before it faded, he subconsciously touched his eyes, looked at the dry fingertips and scolded, "Which eye did you see me crying?"

But in Fran's eyes, isn't he just crying? 166 Reading Network