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Scolari's preference for Cristiano was evident, with the young no.17 having a share of the opening game in the opening game.
The Portuguese national anthem on the Dragons Stadium was like a coronation for them, and the opening match was against the Greek dark horse who sent them away in the final, and Cristiano remembers them vividly.
In the opening game, Cristiano scored a header for Portugal as he did in the previous game.
"A corner kick by Figo, Ronaldo grabs the point! Header! Broken door!! The narrator roared excitedly.
Figo and Deco rushed up and hugged their young players fiercely, surrounding the boy in the middle, seeing that their young main force was so excited that their cheeks were red, they couldn't help but rub their hands hard twice.
Rui Costa, who was far away and could only be outside the encirclement, stood on tiptoe and rubbed two handfuls of Chris's hair.
"Well done! Cristiano! Figo grabbed Cristiano's head and pressed it hard, "Just kick it like that!" We're going to win! β
Cristiano grinned heartily, and the fire in his eyes lit up amazingly.
That's right, they will win, of course!
He felt the wind on the green field, the fiery shouts on the pitch, the ball rolling at his feet, the strength he seemed to have exhausted, and the power of Portugal's golden generation to tear apart the game.
In the previous life, he was still too young, and he did not realize the joy of such an excellent golden generation fighting side by side with him in time.
As a young man, he wanted to get out of the stage and be in the spotlight chasing victory, and it wasn't until later that he realized how lucky it was to have teammates who could fight side by side.
And now, he finally has the opportunity to enjoy a game of sympathy, without enough burden to crush anyone, as Figo said, - pure, to enjoy the greenfield.
Kaka, who is far away in Milan, Italy, watched the game with his team-mates at the club.
Kafu's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but comment: "Kaka, your child's bounce ability is really terrifying, and the header will be his trump card in the future." β
Kaka looked at the lover who was surrounded by teammates and rubbed fiercely and grinned, a little helpless and a little funny.
If they were teammates, then he could justifiably hug the boy with his body and block the hands of those guys before they rushed up to rub Chris, and at most let those people rub their hair and get their hands on hairspray.
When he heard Cafu's words, he curled the corners of his mouth, and his tone carried a pride that he didn't even notice, and nodded slightly in agreement: "Actually, Cris is very well-rounded, not only with his headers, but also from free kicks, and in addition, his left and right foot shots are very threatening. β
Cafu raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "I didn't hear you praise us like that." β
"Come on, in his eyes, his little friend is the number one in the world." Shepchenko teased, "But at the moment, it seems that it's not bad." β
"Tsk, it's hard to imagine that our proud little prince still thinks that others are the best and the best in the world?" Cafu teased.
Kaka, the golden boy of Brazil, the little prince of SΓ£o Paulo, the prince of Milan...... Ricardo Wright is a well-deserved son of heaven. ()
His teammates who know him well know that underneath his incomparably beautiful and gentle exterior is the arrogance that matches his fame.
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Such praise is indeed rare, but on Cristiano Ronaldo? There are too many exceptions. Although the media has yet to discover the secret, his Milan team-mates have seen it no more.
Kaka shrugged his shoulders and didn't explain much, what could he say? Cristiano Ronaldo is indeed considered one of the greatest players of all time.
And in his heart, it is the first.
The game went into the second half.
The opening game of the Greek team did not play the same desperate defensive and attacking power as in the final.
As a world-class golden midfielder and winger, Figo has a strong attacking personality as well as a fearsome sense of the big picture and organisational skills.
He greeted his teammates loudly, and with a brief exchange of eyes and gestures, everyone organized waves of powerful attacks towards the Greek goal.
The cheering shouts and drums of the fans resounded throughout the Dragon Stadium.
Cristiano ran fast on the court, and Cristiano, who had been running for 80 minutes, didn't seem to feel the slightest loss of physical strength, and the speed was still amazing!
Even the commentary couldn't help but say: "As a young man under the age of twenty, Ronaldo's physical pool is incredible!" I'm afraid the Greeks won't be able to guard against him! β
"It's stoppage time in the last five minutes to see if Portugal can hold on to the score or extend their advantage!"
Portugal's wide play was like a smooth Latin dance, with Cristiano's fancy bike dangling off guard against the opposing defenders.
Seeing that he picked up the instep of his foot, he accurately picked the ball to the forward Deco who was unaware of it, and Deco did not stay after getting the ball, and passed directly to the feet of Figo.
"Figo shoots from distance! The ball is in! The commentator exclaimed, these three passes cooperated, and they were incredibly neat!
"Unparalleled tacit cooperation! unimaginable! Figo and Deco are a pair of veterans with tacit understanding! And Cristiano Ronaldo, his performance was a surprise surprise! Not in the slightest like a newcomer! There wasn't a single commentator who couldn't be impressed by the beautiful pass and he was excited.
Cristiano was undoubtedly the most excited, and he rushed over excitedly, jumping on Figo's shoulders all the way, his eyes were pink with excitement, and he looked like he was about to cry.
Figo took the boy's ankle in both hands, allowing the excited youngster to ride on his shoulder, and they raced from goal to the sidelines, colliding with Scolari and his team-mates on the bench.
After the most joyful celebration and excitement, Deco noticed that Cristiano who was standing on the sidelines seemed to have some unrealized eyes-
He actually saw the nineteen-year-old young man standing alone in the corner at this moment, and he was even wiping the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand!
Oh my God, this is excited to cry?
Deco couldn't help but laugh and grabbed Chris's head and hit Figo and Rui Costa next to him again, motioning for them to look.
Deco good
() laughed but couldn't understand, and rubbed Cristiano's messy curls in wonder: "Our meritorious side boy haha, why do you look more excited than you scored just now?" β
Cristiano's header was his first for his country, and it was so significant that they were all celebrating for him at the time.
But looking at it now, it's clear that the goal has more weight in Cristiano's eyes, even if it wasn't him who assisted and scored.
Portugal's teammates were funny and inexplicable, but at this moment on the field, everyone's brains were so excited that no one could think about it.
They are celebrating and fighting for the common honor of their country, and there is no greater way to unite them so quickly.
Truth be told, Cristiano rarely loses control of his emotions anymore, but it meant a lot β his header was Portugal's only goal in the opening game of the previous game, and this time, because they combined to score a second goal that doesn't exist in history!
Fate is not a given!
Cristiano's tear ducts were out of control after the excitement, and he didn't realize that he was pouting and trying to control the way he was trying to control his expression, making him look even more pitiful in crying.
"Hmm
......" Milan, who was watching the game in front of the TV, couldn't help but be silent when they saw the broadcast.
Shepchenko laughed and broke the silence and said, "No wonder Kaka said before that he would be angry and cry...... He's a crybaby, indeed. β
Cafu and the others laughed when they heard this, but I have to say that Ronaldo's emotions were so strong that they all seemed to feel a trace of indescribable excitement, which was amazing.
Kaka closed his eyes, suppressing the emotions that had fluctuated because of Cristiano.
Of course, he knew why Cristiano was out of control, and he really wanted to be by Chris's side right now, proud of him, and celebrate him.
But at the same time, he was unusually sober -
They all have a tough battle to play, with Chris looking to flip Greece's upset in the European Championship final, and he will also win the Champions League in a desperate comeback final against Liverpool.
The Delaunay Cup and the Big Ears Cup will witness the birth of two incredible legends.
Kafu noticed the change in the mood of his young teammate in the national team, and he patted Kaka on the shoulder, Kaka smiled and looked at Kafu: "Seeing that he is in such good shape, I can't fall behind." β
"Of course. In a little more than a month we will have the Champions League, maybe we will meet on the pitch. Cafu said, unusually interested in Kaka's friends.
Kaka smiled and nodded.
On the Golus Stadium, in the end, the Greek team failed to score at the last moment, and was defeated by Portugal with a clean sheet of 2:0.
"Congratulations Portugal! Portugal showed everyone in the opener that they are a tough team that combines a golden generation with a future star! The narrator said impassionedly.
The show camera was inserted into the wonderful replay of the last ball just now, and he immediately cheered up: "Okay, let's watch the replay again!" β
The commentary commented while watching, and finally couldn't help but clap his hands and concluded:
"It's so beautiful, Ronaldo's combination with Deco doesn't look like a newcomer to this national team at all! He didn't even look in Deco's direction! This terrible foresight and understanding
Extent! It's no wonder Scolari has an extraordinary belief in the youngster! β
The camera on the field was given to the victorious Portuguese team again, and at a glance you could see Cristiano Ronaldo's red eyes and wet eyes, and there was no intention to hide it at all, or probably because it was difficult to hide, he simply gave up.
Scolari and Figo's big brothers are celebrating around Cristiano.
With a goal and a pass, Cristiano's performance in this game can be said to be heroic.
And it's just such a dazzling young player who is less than twenty years old, grinning at this time and looking like he is crying, and like laughing, and in the end, even coach Scolari can't help him, he reached out to wipe the boy's tears, but the more he wiped it, he had to wave his hand, and let Figo and the others take the audience to thank the audience and go back to the locker room first.
"Haha, this is Ronaldo's first campaign for the Portuguese national team, and he has achieved very beautiful and eye-catching results! Looking at it like this, he was still too young, and he cried with joy like this, seeing that the big brothers such as Figo and Deco were a little amused. The narrator laughed mercilessly, "Oh, Scolari's suit sleeves look like they're going to have to be dry cleaned." β
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Cristiano was almost calm when he returned to the dressing room, and he went straight into the bathroom, deaf to the taunts of the big brothers, and finally Figo called out to him, and he stumbled out of the bathroom.
"I'm really afraid you're going to get dehydrated in the bathroom, after all, you've been crying for so long." Rui Costa teased.
Cristiano swung his fist at Rui Costa, but no one cared about this non-intimidating move, and everyone knew that Cristiano would not be able to fight.
Figo coughed lightly and interrupted his teammates' heckling: "Cristiano, are you ready to meet the media?" Today you are a star. β
Cristiano put on a distinctly smiling face, knowing he had done well today, and he himself was equally satisfied.
He looked at Figo, and there was no obscurity in the captain's eyes that the limelight had been stolen, only the relief and anticipation of looking at the future of Portugal, which was the captain of the golden generation he was familiar with.
"Of course." Cristiano replied, grinning proudly unceremoniously.
- and then he was rubbed by the big brothers in the team, so much so that he had to hurry to recut his hair with hairspray.
Kaka must be watching, he's going to have to be in perfect shape.
Figo watched his little teammates tidy up seriously in front of the mirror, and the corners of his mouth twitched, does this child love beauty too much?
It took a few minutes for Cristiano to gather up and follow the big brothers in the team towards the back mining area.
Figo thought they would have to help Cristiano in front of various media interviews - after all, what these media are best at digging holes in their questions, especially in this kind of tournament involving national honors, their favorite thing to do is to find language loopholes in the players, and then amplify and exaggerate the content in order to attack them.
But in fact, he found that Cristiano did a good job, as if he had long been accustomed to facing interviews and digging holes in these media, and he answered very flatteringly, so that people could not find any questions.
Once again, Figo felt that dissonance in Cristiano
The feeling is that he is just a nineteen-year-old boy, but he has a kind of calmness that has gone through thousands of sails.
"So, Ronaldo, is the reason you cried after the game so happy?" Finally, a reporter asked about this.
The expression on Cristiano's face froze, and then his face darkened: "What do you mean to cry after the game?" I just shed a few tears to celebrate the victory! β
"Okay, that's all I want to say, and you can ask the captain and the others for the rest, goodbye." Cristiano turned around with his backpack on one shoulder and left.
Hell crying? What does it mean to cry straight? This is also an exaggeration!
Cristiano's teammates opened their mouths in surprise, and then they couldn't laugh or cry again.
Figo shook his head, what calmness was his delusion, obviously he was still an emotional little boy, and he was annoyed and angry.
He took the microphone and smiled: "I think you can understand the little awkwardness of a nineteen-year-old adolescent boy?" So, maybe be gentle when reporting? β
The reporters laughed in a friendly manner, and as for whether the content posted later would be "gentle", that is another matter.
Cristiano had already returned to the bus early, and he sat in the back seat familiarly, holding his phone and starting to message Kaka.
[C: Kaka! We won, 2-0! γ
Cristiano thought for a moment and continued typing: This time the world is going to start saying that Cristiano Ronaldo is a crybaby again, and although it has changed some trajectory, it doesn't seem to have changed much......
Before Cristiano's message was edited, a phone call came in.
βCrisγβ Kaka's voice came over the phone, "I saw it, Cris, you changed the score, it's a testament, I'm proud of you." β
Cristiano blinked, and the heat welled up in his eyes, and he was suddenly glad that there was someone in this world who could understand his tears.
"Kaka." Cristiano lowered his voice, two overlapping syllables biting softly into his mouth, sounding like a coquette, he took a deep breath and said solemnly, "The Delaunay Cup will be ours." β
"I have no doubt about it." Kaka smiled and kissed the phone as if it were kissing the ear of a young partner, "Cristiano, I want to see you lift the trophy, just as I lifted the Big Ears Cup, and we'll get what we want." β
Cristiano could hear the obvious movement, and his ears instantly became hot.
"Yes, yes, we'll get what we want." Cristiano subconsciously replied.!