Chapter 284
After the Ballon d'Or, Blatter still did not publicly apologize to Cristiano.
There seemed to be silence on the other end, as if trying to pretend nothing had happened.
In the first game after their return, Real Madrid faced Barcelona at home. It was such a coincidence that every pair of eyes couldn't help but open their eyes and watch carefully.
In the stands of the Bernabeu, countless fans held high banners against Blatter.
#RESPECT? # [respect? ! ]
#BLATTER DIMISION# [Blatter resigns! ]
#UEFA MAFIA# [UEFA Mafia! ]
There was also a young man holding up a huge sign with the Spanish words: "Heroes don't always wear masks and face shields, some wear jerseys and shorts!" TEAM CR7]
During the warm-up, Cristiano saw the fans holding up banners of support. He smiled, raised his arms and clapped to thank the fans at the scene.
Benzema hooked the ball away from his side and whispered: "Look, Chris, we all support you. Blatter should pay something for his actions and words, it's only a matter of time."
Cristiano looked at Benzema, smiled and high-fived the Frenchman: "You are right, but I don't want to wait too long. Let's show him some color today, what do you say?"
Benzema met Cristiano's eyes. He was excited by the Portuguese's eagerness to fight and nodded heavily: "Okay, Cricri."
Cristiano smiled widely. After the warm-up, they returned to the locker room to change into their jerseys and waited in the player tunnel to go on court.
The middle of the player tunnel was separated by a half-hollow wall. The players of Barcelona and Real Madrid were all ready in the narrow tunnel.
Cristiano came out later than his teammates. He put on more hairspray to prevent his wildly growing curls from exploding during the game.
The young Brazilian striker in the Barcelona team suddenly sniffed around like a brown puppy, then bumped into Messi's shoulder and said, "Do you smell a fragrance? It smells good."
Messi had smelled it a long time ago. He was not unfamiliar with this scent. The player tunnel at Real Madrid always smelled so good. He knew who the culprit was.
He turned his gaze to the next passage, and through the hollow space in the middle wall, he saw Cristiano standing there.
The Portuguese looked radiant, as if he had specially gotten his hair done, even his eyebrows were trimmed, and his lips were painted with some shiny lipstick.
God, he was like some sophisticated, big-name star straight out of Hollywood. Leo Messi couldn't help thinking that the Portuguese didn't look like a player at all. He meant that in all his time playing football, he had never seen anyone who looked more suitable for Hollywood than Cristiano Ronaldo.
He should go to Hollywood. He muttered that maybe he would like Cristiano, as the Portuguese did have a very pleasing face.
He might even go to the premiere of his other film, as long as he damn well didn't try to upstage him.
The Portuguese made themselves look dwarfed.
Messi stared at Cristiano. Perhaps his gaze was too obvious, or perhaps he stared for too long, and it was difficult for Cristiano to ignore it.
He had no choice but to turn his head and meet the eyes of the Argentine. The Argentine blinked several times quickly, as if waking up from a dream, and stretched out his hand to him: "Ronaldo, congratulations on winning the Golden Ball. I didn't have the chance to congratulate you in person that day."
Cristiano also extended his hand: "Thank you."
Although he felt that Messi did not seem to want to congratulate at all, he felt tired for the Argentine. After all, there were no cameras pointing at the two of them at the moment, and he felt that the other party could have chosen not to do so.
Neymar came over from in front of Messi, and he squinted his eyes and greeted Cristiano: "Hey Ronaldo, I heard Kaka always mention you, and I just found out that we have the same birthday!"
Brazilians seem to be naturally overly enthusiastic. Cristiano touched the tip of his nose and smiled at Neymar: "Yes, that's right. I heard him mention you too."
"Oh, really? What did he say about me?" Neymar asked excitedly. During the World Cup qualifiers some time ago, he ran into Kaka and Cristiano having a video chat. He already felt that he and Cristiano were very familiar friends - Kaka and Cristiano were close friends, Kaka was his captain and friend and senior, so Cristiano was also his friend.
Cristiano: "...He said you talk a lot and are very lively."
Neymar gestured: "Didn't he praise me for being flexible?"
"I think so." Cristiano pinched the bridge of his nose.
He heard a chuckle from his teammates and glanced over at them.
Modric cleared his throat: "This must be the most harmonious and cheerful Real Madrid derby in the player tunnel so far."
Cristiano: “…”
Fortunately, on the Barcelona side, Pique came over and booed the guy away, and Neymar was sent to the front court to wait, which finally made Cristiano feel that the surroundings were quiet.
Perhaps it was because they were not so familiar with the first leg of the match at Camp Nou, or it could be that the young Brazilian striker who had just arrived in Barcelona was still a little nervous and did not say as much as Neymar, but this time, it was completely different.
Pique had already seen that his friend didn't want to deal with socializing before the game. He raised his chin towards Cristiano and smiled with his eyes curved: "Ronnie, see you on the court. I will guard you tightly."
He pointed to his eyes.
Cristiano raised the corner of his mouth, he reached out and patted Pique's cheek, narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't talk so early, Geri, otherwise it will end badly."
After he said that, he winked at Pique and happily trotted out of the player tunnel with the team.
The game begins!
Kaka was not in the starting lineup of this game. Facing Barcelona's attack, Zidane needed a player like Casemiro more. Kaka sat on the stage and watched the game.
Real Madrid's midfield structure has reached perfection. As the season is coming to an end, Zidane has gradually found a lineup that is more suitable for the team. He likes to use this lineup, and this lineup has a high winning rate so far and has been recognized by the Melinex.
Mendes knows that this Real Madrid is no longer suitable for Kaka. Although Florentino likes Kaka very much and the former Ballon d'Or winner was highly appreciated by the Real Madrid president when he first attended the Bernabeu, Kaka cannot continue to shine here - this team has too many superstars and everyone's living space is being squeezed. As for Kaka, Mendes believes that the Brazilian can still shine in another giant club.
As for Cristiano, Mendes has not yet completely discussed this matter with Cristiano, because the season has reached the most critical stage, the Champions League schedule has also begun to be included in the game schedule, and Cristiano needs to serve the game wholeheartedly.
——But Mendes guessed that he had the same idea as Cristiano.
During the winter transfer window, rumors about Cristiano's transfer were already rife, but Cristiano still stayed here. Florentino guessed that there were indeed many clubs willing to extend an olive branch to Cristiano, but apart from high salaries, what kind of future could those clubs give Cristiano?
Today's Real Madrid has the most promising coach, a perfectly structured team, players who know each other well, have great tacit understanding, have won countless trophies together, and the club has the most expensive and advanced infrastructure...
Real Madrid is the best club in the world.
Florentino looked at Cristiano on the field. He knew that Cristiano would not leave in the winter window because they still had the Champions League to play. Cristiano had absolute ambition and his desire to win the Champions League consecutively was visible to the media all over the world.
It is precisely because of these that he is more certain that Cristiano will not leave in the winter window, and will not leave in the summer window. The Champions League is the best carrot for Cristiano.
However, perhaps he should pay attention to some good seedlings in advance - Cristiano is already 28 years old, Florentino thought to himself, he can't blame him for being too indifferent, but he is the chairman of the club, he always has to consider the long-term development of the club.
He thinks that the young Brazilian striker in Barcelona is also good. Maybe he can steal the player from their arch-rival? That would be great, since it's just a matter of money anyway.
Florentino tapped the armrest of the seat with his fingers, calculating in his mind. In two years, he thought, Cristiano would still be useful, and it would be a good opportunity for him to wait and see those young talents.
…
This was a home game at the Bernabeu, so naturally Barcelona's players would not expect much friendliness, not to mention the confrontational dispute provoked by the FIFA president not long ago.
This game has attracted the attention of the world of football.
The Real Madrid superstar who just won the Golden Ball will face the Barcelona superstar who is highly regarded by the FIFA president. This is the best gimmick.
The Bernabeu Stadium was surrounded by media cameras, and the various lenses made people feel a sense of intensive fear.
The attention paid to this game is no less than that of the Champions League final!
The players of both teams felt extremely tremendous pressure. They stood in the center of the court with their heads held high, waiting for the camera to review them.
Messi swallowed hard, turned his head and asked Neymar: "Don't you think there's something wrong with the pre-match meal?"
"What? I think it's delicious." Neymar replied, covering his mouth.
"...I mean it's spoiled. Don't you feel a little uncomfortable in your stomach?" He asked back with his hand covering his mouth.
"No way, Leo, if there was a problem, you wouldn't have waited until now to feel bad." Neymar laughed and bumped Messi's shoulder. "Don't think too much! Go shake hands, the game is about to start! I can't wait!"
Messi: “…”
Hell, he wasn't looking forward to it at all. He was so nervous that he was almost worried that he would vomit during the competition!
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