Chapter 44

"Juan Díaz is in control."

The flag with the goal was waved, and the commentator took a deep breath: "The Portuguese team erected a wall of sighs in the midfield, and Spain was directly pressed into their own half and could not pass, terrible dominance." ”

"What scares me the most is not Portugal's defense, but that in the period just now, everyone in Portugal is like a demon, the attack and defense are as smooth and natural as mercury, full of deadly poison."

Seven minutes of stoppage time were fast approaching, and Portugal returned to the dressing room with two goals, to the amazement of Juan, who almost single-handedly pressed the entire Spanish defence in the first half, scoring two goals.

How can any team play so far without a goalkeeper present?

Juan's terrible conversion rate also amazed everyone, and almost all the commentators were relieved at halftime. It's not that they're Spanish fans, it's that commenting on Juan's game is so terrible that it's hard to catch your breath almost every minute.

"There's only one thing I'm worried about right now...... Juan, is it really okay for him to go on like this? The commentary asks the questions that are on everyone's minds.

And now, in the dressing room in Portugal, Scolari is asking the same question: "Juan, are you okay?" ”

Scolari watched Juan's game against Real Madrid at Manchester United, and it can be said that that game was one of the reasons why he decided to recruit Juan, but after that game, Juan seemed to have rested for a few games without playing.

And isn't Juan's face a little pale now?

"I don't have a problem." Juan said in a deep voice, pausing and then smiling, "Or you can take advantage of the halftime to replace me, and it will be considered a holiday for me." ”

Juan didn't say this sentence for no reason, now Spain is two goals behind, unless Portugal's rival makes a big mistake now, otherwise this game will be won, at this time the hero of the two goals can be regarded as a distraction from the other party's hostility.

Scolari naturally knew what Juan meant, and nodded: "Okay, then Maniche will prepare to warm up later." ”

Maniche is a defensive midfielder, and it would be a good thing to bring him on at this time to consolidate the team's success.

Of course...... In fact, their biggest problem is still behind.

When Scolari spoke, everyone's concerned eyes looked at Ricardo at the same time: "Ricardo, how are you?" ”

Since he got off the field just now, Ricardo has also rested for more than twenty minutes, and his face is now much better than the color of the pork liver that he just came off, he nodded and said that there seemed to be no problem, and then he got up and gestured in the strange eyes of everyone.

"Is Ricardo an iron crotch, so it's okay to fight?" Cristiano muttered, sounding a little incredulous, they outsiders felt a lot of pain!

Ricardo smiled, his words full of joy: "I thought I was going to be useless, but fortunately I have a habit of putting things in it." ”

"......" for a while, the entire locker room was silent.

Ricardo, I didn't expect you to be such a goalkeeper! Usually I secretly put something in my underwear to look big! We all misread you!

Scolari coughed lightly and diverted everyone's attention from Ricardo, after all, it is also the player's own freedom to put things in important places, and he will not care, and thanks to this somewhat obscene move, otherwise the goalkeeper of Portugal in the next few games will not know what to do.

"What we need to do now is consolidate our gains......"

As he spoke, Juan looked down and rubbed his forehead. He is too easy to worry about, he would rather do everything by himself, and strive to be perfect, and the things on the court in his usual life are enough to upset him, but he is still relieved that his former colleagues have to persuade him.

After Scolari finished speaking, he left the rest of the time for themselves, Figo didn't have much to say after going off the field because of a foot injury, and simply encouraged everyone to prepare by themselves, which made the whole Portuguese people very unaccustomed, so they looked at Juan again.

Juan got up calmly: "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

When Juan went out, Quaresma finally couldn't help it, turned his head and muttered to Cristiano: "What's the matter today, the coach doesn't talk much, the captain doesn't talk much, Juan doesn't even speak?" ”

"What is there to talk about?" Cristiano rolled his eyes, "It's not perfect, but our first half table is okay, right?" And even if you don't mention our table, you think about at least we have two goals, what is there to say about the game that is sure to win. ”

"What do you think?" Figo's voice suddenly came out from behind, and the young generals were stunned and turned to look at their captain. Figo rubbed his forehead helplessly: "Coach Scolari didn't say it because he knew that the game was fine, I didn't say it because I knew that you wouldn't listen anyway, Juan didn't say it...... Don't you think he's a little tired now? ”

Juan had returned to the players' tunnel to stand, not that he was going to play early, but just wanted to find a ventilated place to breathe to relieve the pain in his head, but at the same time, he also heard footsteps in the away players' tunnel, and he turned his head to see that both Juans were stunned.

"Dias." Belleron bowed his head slightly, "Why are you here?" ”

Juan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Breathable, what about you?" ”

"Me too." Belleron smiled, and Juan looked at the clothes on his body: "How did you change all your training clothes?" ”

"The coach told me not to play in the second half of the game." Belleron said softly, his voice sounding calm and peaceful, "What about you, what is the reason for wearing a training uniform?" ”

"Me too." After Juan's words, both of them were silent for a moment, and then they didn't know who started chuckling.

"It's a good thing that the winner was already decided in the first half, otherwise I wouldn't have known what to do." Belleron looked at the other end of the tunnel where there were many reporters and media waiting there, ready to film them, and the two of them hid behind and talked, not nervous at all.

"You're convinced?" Juan raised his eyebrows, he didn't think that Belleron was the kind of person who was easy to compromise, otherwise Raul wouldn't have given him such a high evaluation as "Lacoguti".

"There's no way around it." Belleron said softly, "Although there are many famous men in the world...... But A Coruña couldn't afford any of them. From the beginning of '99 to the present, Laco has had the most glorious period, we have won La Liga, we have the most gorgeous and solid team, we have even reached the semi-finals of the Champions League......"

Obviously he has been winning all these years, why is Laco's debt getting heavier and heavier every year?

Juan is not surprised at all, if a club of this size is not well run, it can quickly fall into financial crisis, and if there is something wrong with the chairman's finances, then the whole team will also have a lot of problems.

It was precisely because of financial problems that Laco turned his team into a supermarket and sold out all his main players to avoid bankruptcy.

But the Belleron in front of him doesn't seem to care much about money?

"The money the team won may still be a little bit less for the running team." Juan tactfully prompted, "After all, the cost of a team is huge. ”

"I can take a pay cut." Belleron took the initiative to mention yì, but Juan was helpless: "Also take a salary cut?" Your annual salary is 200,000 yuan, how can you reduce it? ”

"200,000 is already very good," Bellerón insisted, "and the wages of players have always been sky-high, and I alone earn more than most Spaniards." ”

Juan was dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer—after all, he was telling the truth.

"Actually, I still have a lot of doubts about you." "But I think anyone can bring good development to the club. ”

"I'm not sure I'll be able to bring any development to Lako." Juan finally couldn't help but reply, "As you know, I'm just a player who is about to retire, maybe it's more appropriate for your chairman to ask me to help him make money and pay off his debts." ”

"You're very profitable?" Belleron was at a loss again, and Juan suddenly felt a little helpless.

…… Well, when it comes to making money, someone really doesn't have any consciousness at all: "Lacori is very good at making money, that is, it depends on whether he is happy or not." I know you're not a big fan of commercial football, but clubs always need money to grow, right? Do you also sponsor a few children, and that also needs funds, right? ”

To be reasonable, he doesn't want his mouth to be full of money, after all, he never relies on his mouth to make money, but on his brain, but he wants the elm pimple in front of him to open up, and for the long-term development of Lako, he also has to say a few words.

I haven't become a head coach yet, why is it so hard? Juan said helplessly: "Laco's current situation is no longer something that can be solved by pulling people up from the academy, I will try my best to make money for Laco, and I won't force you to do anything when the time comes." ”

The players of the two teams came out of the locker room one after another, and saw the two of them standing in the players' tunnel and seemed to be chatting, but several of them knew it in their hearts, Belleron smiled in the direction of Andrade, and walked back silently, Capdevilla saw that his captain hurriedly leaned over and asked something, and then the whole person was not good.

Juan watched from afar and was about to turn back, when he heard a "hey" and three of his best friends were standing behind him and smiling at him.

"Not playing in the second half?"

"No." Juan smiled at them, and when he saw that Morientes opened his mouth to say something, he immediately made a pause gesture: "Stop Moriente, no matter what, what you did on the field is right, don't think about anything." ”

Spaniards are basically enthusiastic and have a very unrestrained atmosphere, but I don't know if several of his friends are wonderful, enthusiasm is enthusiastic and unrestrained, Raul has evolved into a black belly, Moren has degenerated into an honest man, Cassie has become an old mother's style, and Guti has begun his own artillery battle of no return.

What a sin......

"You won't be playing in the second half!" Cassie sounds like she's having a lot of fun??

Juan stretched out his hand and patted the gloating man's head, very calm: "Igor, I wish you a hundred balls as soon as possible." ”

“！！！”

At the beginning of the second half, Maniche replaced Juan, and the captain's armband, which was worn on his arm for a short time, was handed over, and this time there was no doubt on the field, Rui Costa was still in charge of the midfield as a senior, so it was natural for him to wear it.

Ricciardo was also able to play, and the moment he was seen, everyone on the field gave him a standing ovation for his dedication and dedication. Ricardo also looked dignified, waving at the audience, as a goalkeeper, he has a rare opportunity to be so coquettish, and the Portuguese players who know the inside story have expressed their disdain.

At the start of the second half, Portugal had already used up two substitutions, Figo and Juan were both sitting on the sidelines, but for the current situation, their fate was not as important as the departure of the opposite Belleron.

"Spain is now relying on Belleron to open up the situation, why would Seth suddenly replace him?" Scolari was puzzled, he was now back in the dugout, and behind him sat Juan, this sentence was naturally asked of Juan, and he also saw the conversation between the two people in the players' tunnel just now, but when he arrived, the conversation was over.

No one answered him, but there was a rattle of plastic bags, and Scolari looked back puzzled.

Juan didn't know where to take out a large bag of snacks and was about to open it, when he saw him turn his head and naturally handed the bag forward: "Come, eat a little to relieve tension." ”

Scolari didn't know what to say at this time, so he could only reach out and grab some snacks from the bag and put them in his mouth, and the sweetness immediately filled his mouth, and Scolari, who was caught off guard, said vaguely: "Do you know?" ”

"Know what?" Juan raised his eyebrows and handed his bag forward again, "This is the walnut candy I brought on purpose, which can replenish my brain power a little, coach, do you want to have some too?" ”

Scolari choked for a moment, but for the sake of face, he still reached out and took the two pieces: "That's why Seth changed to Belleron." ”

"I know." Juan's understatement made everyone's eyes look at him, but when he lifted the bag for the third time, everyone subconsciously shrank their necks. "The plums my sister sent me, one will be more refreshing during the competition."

Scolari has no doubt about him, although the first two flavors are very sweet, and he is a bit of a high blood sugar, but in terms of taste, it is still very good. But when the third thing entered his mouth, Scolari's eyes widened, and his two hands unconsciously covered his face, and he began to wave his arms up and down with a hideous expression.

"Wait, what's going on in the Portuguese dugout?" The commentator also noticed Scolari who was dancing his teeth and claws in the Portuguese coach's box, "Scolari is this poisoned? But let's look at the look on the bench where everyone seems to be unresponsive, what's going on? ”

The players on the field also just looked at the big screen and immediately knew what was going on, and they all lowered their heads and quickly resumed the game - what could it be, Juan must have started to make a mess again, and he would distract others from doing something he didn't want to do!

Cassie, in particular, knew what was going on as soon as he saw Scolari's expression: "Two sweet and one sour hat trick...... He's still playing this! ”

"What's that?"

Cassie glanced at the people around him, and his heart was full of sighs - he was also a person who had fallen for Juan's many moves: "You also know who Juan is, who looks serious, but actually has a bad stomach...... This is one of his usual tricks. ”

When someone tells him something important and he doesn't want to answer, Juan will try to sell his snacks, starting with two very sweet but delicious snacks that make people want to try the third one.

And at this moment, Juan will say something to divert attention, so that people subconsciously don't pay attention to the third snack and put it directly in their mouth.

Outcome...... The third is a super sour plum, or something else that is so weird that it is unacceptable, and then with the sweet taste in the mouth, the surname of the shirt, the surname of the old Xia, the old Xia, the Luo, the car, the province

This trick Juan often used when he was in Real Madrid, and when he first arrived at the national team, he also used this trick to bring down many people, and in retrospect, it was thanks to his good looks, good ball skills, and no bad intentions, otherwise he would have been killed.

Cristiano is one of the few people who doesn't know the situation, but he saw that the seniors around him were all embarrassed, and none of them looked worried, so he also put down his heart and continued to play, although now what they have to do is to defend the city, but for Portugal, the attack is much simpler than the defense.

Off the pitch, Scolari was almost shocked by a plum, and the Portuguese players on the field were also frightened by Raul. Spain's pillar didn't know where to find his form, and he flew into the penalty area with the ball, and at this moment Portugal could be surrounded by everyone outside, and there were only Ricardo and Carvalho in front of him!

To be honest, Ricardo now saw that Raul's throat was still a little tight, after all, although he had something on the mat, he was still curled up in pain underneath, and he could only go to rest for a while before he recovered.

So when he saw Raul this time, his first reaction was not to attack, but to block his crotch...... Of course, everyone is forgivable for this, but Raul is ready to shoot with his feet up!

With a "bang", Ricardo looked blankly at his hand.

He didn't block Raul's ball, he didn't even have time to reach for it, but Raul's ball was already pushed off the sideline.

A red light flashed in front of him, and then he heard a crisp sound, and when he turned his head to look, his eyes were almost red.

"Carvalho!"

It was Carvalho, who, in order to fend off Raul's must-have goal, almost flew out and slammed the ball out with his head. But at the same time, he also hit the goalpost directly because he couldn't stop his foot.

I don't know if it was lucky or unlucky, Carvalho tilted his head when he was about to collide, avoiding the tragedy of his head being hit, but his shoulder hit the goalpost hard, and he screamed...... The bones are misaligned.

The game was suspended and everyone looked in his direction to see what was going on, and it was a rare game, and although red cards, penalties and injuries are common for football, it is rare for Portugal to have so many injuries in one game.

Portugal's team doctor is very reliable, and after groping for a while, Carvalho stood up again and was able to continue the game, seeing the team doctor go back, the talents on the bench sat back with a sigh of relief.

Figo had to sit a little slower than the others because of his foot injury, so he immediately noticed Juan, who was still eating in the back.

"Juan, why aren't you nervous at all?" Figo's words were really helpless, although he also knew that his little teammates often looked calm, but now is the time to calm down?

"I'm nervous." Juan replied, "But I can't do anything, so I'm nervous about snacking." ”

Snacking → something happened on the field→ nervously snacking?

…… It sounds a little more logical. Figo thought for a moment and stretched out his hand to him: "Give me some sugar, no plums!" ”

“excuseme…… Is the Portuguese bench having a tea party? "The commentary in the live broadcast room was helpless, although the camera often drifted to the Portuguese bench at the beginning, I thought it should be very calm, but I was able to capture new highlights every time.

It's just horrible.

But perhaps it is their spirit of calmness - to say that it is good to say that it is calm, but to say that it is heartless and unpleasant - has spread to the court, and everyone on the field has gradually calmed down, and the game is going on in an orderly manner.

Juan was still paying attention to his phone while eating snacks, and the situation on the field was not worried at all, after all, if he could still lose with two goals in hand, then the whole field would be cleaned up.

He sighed secretly when he saw Greece 1-1 Russia and looked up at the time.

If nothing else, this second half will be the rest of Spain's European Championships.

The final whistle blew and Portugal ended the game 2-0 Spain. In the second half, Spain was completely unable to speed up after the absence of Belleron, and with one less Puyol in the backline, it was already rare to maintain this score in a ten-to-11 situation.

The fans are obviously very excited, after all, judging from the table of Portugal this year, they are very likely to win the European Cup on their doorstep!

Amid the fans' singing, Portugal was ready to leave, and Juan also noticed that Raul, Melun and Cassie began to run towards him again, one faster than the other, as if they were preparing to grab something?

Before Juan could react, there was already a person standing in front of him, and under the resentful gaze of the three people, Belleron smiled and said: "Can you exchange jerseys?" ”

"My pleasure." Juan smiled and pulled him very simply in the direction of the locker room, it was okay to change clothes, he was not in the habit of being naked in public.

It's not that I'm embarrassed, it's just that it feels weird......

Belleron also understood him, and followed him with a smile, the shielding aura of these two people was so powerful that he didn't even notice Cassie's resentful eyes.

After changing jerseys with Bellerón, Juan was about to start changing clothes, but as soon as he took off his inner vest, a person behind him cried and pounced: "Juan!! ”

The person who subconsciously avoided only heard a loud noise, and a person was planted directly in his cabinet, Juan stretched his head and glanced at it, half disgusted and half helpless, he reached out and grabbed the back collar of the person and lifted him out: "What do you want to do......"

The person who planted it in his cabinet was Cristiano, who touched his sore nose and looked aggrieved: "Coach Scolari said he wanted me to attend the press conference......

In this game, Cristiano's table is also a great contribution, it can be said that as a midfielder, Cristiano's table is enough to make the entire football world look sideways, and it is indeed a good choice for him to go when Figo is injured and inconvenient.

"Just go, just praise the team." Juan is very strange, although no one wants to go to this kind of Shura field where he will be □□ if he says the wrong thing, but it is not without a way to deal with it, why does Cristiano look unhappy?

"Will you come with me?" Cristiano's idea is also very simple, although his appearance is okay, but there is no harm without comparison, Juan's anti-heaven table in the first half is enough to make those reporters' recorders explode.

If Juan was there, he would have had a lot easier!

Juan naturally understood what he meant, and nodded helplessly when he couldn't bear the child's grinding. Scolari was waiting for the two of them outside, Juan grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on and was about to leave, Cristiano stopped talking: "Uh, Juan, do you want to change your clothes......?" ”

The captain of his squad is also big-hearted, and he grabbed the Spanish jersey and prepared to go out.

"Not anymore." Juan grabbed it again, put on his training jacket and left, "Hurry up and we'll come back to take a shower after the interview." ”

When they arrived at the scene, the scene was already very hot, and the three of them stood behind the door and didn't dare to go out for a while, and looked at each other several times.

“…… What's going on outside, it exploded? Scolari listened to the voice in his ears, a little skeptical.

"Maybe the reporters exploded." Juan replied very calmly, and at that moment, they heard the Spanish head coach yelling angrily: "This is a retired player?!" If that's the case, let's just retire everyone! ”

"I'll say it one last time, Bellerón ended up because he and I didn't agree on the tactical concept, and not for other reasons!"

"Raul is the leader of the national team, no one can replace him! That's all I have to say! ”

Hearing that the other end seemed to be about to leave the table, Juan hurriedly pushed Cristiano, and after the unsuspecting Portuguese teenager pushed like this, the door opened, and all eyes were focused on this direction at once.

Juan was just about to turn around and let Scolari come in first, but he saw that Scolari had retreated several meters, and he gestured at them with a "come on" lip gesture and left.

"......" Juan suddenly felt that he had been cheated.

Coach, where are you going, coach??

However, it was too late to tangle now, and the people noticed them, and he and Cristiano had to walk in.

When he walked into the scene, he found that Spain was already in shambles, and Seth was standing alone in front of the Spanish stage, glaring angrily at the media in front of him - perhaps because he felt that the perpetrator had arrived, so the object of his angry glaring was changed to Juan.

Seeing that they couldn't dodge, Juan and Cristiano could only sit down, and Seth, who originally wanted to leave, seemed to remember something, and sat down with a sneer, obviously planning to watch a good show.

Sure enough, the first person to stand up was a difficult question: "Congratulations to Portugal for winning the tournament and finishing first in the group!" We know what kind of ritual Mr. Dias and Ronaldo seemed to have in the tunnel before the game, do you think the victory has anything to do with that? ”

Rite? The two of them were stunned for a moment, and they both reacted quickly.

No wonder Juan asked him to attend a press conference before the game! Cristiano burst into tears in his heart: "No, it's just that my earrings fell and I'm looking for them!" ”

How can he say that he is a cowardly hometown, and he is secretly looking at what is going on outside, so he must not be ridiculed to death by reporters!

"Juan, who do you think was the biggest contributor to the whole game?"

"Ricardo," Juan said without hesitation, "he is a true warrior, our hero, he is a great man......"