......

As a senior fan, after the World Cup started, I didn't watch a game.

Old.

Unexpectedly, Argentina reached the final again, and met their fateful rival Germany.

So, the old man chatted about juvenile madness, and finally stayed up all night again.

After 86 years, he became an absolute fan of Maradona, followed the 90-year-old horse to shed tears in Italy, and followed the 94-year-old horse to be driven out of the United States by urine test.

Then Barty, the god of war, was born, but his ambition was never rewarded.

After 24 years, fateful rivals meet again.

It's a pity that Messi failed to preach and become a king like an 86-year-old horse.

I was only slightly lost in my heart, but I would never cry again like I did in 90.

Old.

While waiting for the ball to code words, while watching the ball while code words, the ball lost, I didn't expect today's four watches to come out in advance.

Send it out, ask for a referral ticket, and go to bed.

...... (To be continued......)