Extra 03
Extra 03 [Three-in-one (including extra celebration vs. Bosnia and Herzegovina Roro made two assists and one goal, two goals in a row + 10 free kicks to overtake the score)]
This year was the year of the European Cup. After the Champions League match between Manchester United and Liverpool ended, Cristiano set off for Portugal after a simple adjustment and rest.
Cristiano attracted the attention of countless European media throughout his trip to the European Cup.
Twelve years ago, Portugal fought a last-ditch effort before the final curtain call of the golden generation and won their first Delaunay Cup at the Luz Stadium. After that, the golden generation retired and Portugal was in a period of transition. Only Cristiano and Pepe were left to barely support the big ship and set sail.
They helped Portugal struggle through the qualifiers and get a ticket to the finals, but they are still a long way from the ultimate goal of the Delaunay Cup.
The eyes of the whole world are on Cristiano. Whether the Portuguese, who led Manchester United to realize the dream of reviving the Champions League, can lead his national team back to the European Cup stage has become the answer that everyone wants to know.
As soon as Cristiano returned to Portugal, he devoted himself completely to the closed training of the national team. They had won the first and only European Cup trophy for Portugal that year, but this does not mean that they will follow the trajectory of fate and win the trophy again.
Every game is a new challenge.
Perhaps it is because they have won the championship before that this European Cup has greater expectations and pressure for Cristiano.
As the team qualified as the first team in the group stage, the Portuguese team with Cristiano once again attracted everyone's attention and made all opponents unable to underestimate it.
- In fact, the Portuguese have already demonstrated their abilities in the last European Cup.
In the match against Spain, everyone knew that Portugal lacked a bit of luck. If it weren't for Torres' extremely lucky penalty goal, if Portugal had waited for Cristiano's penalty, then it would have been unknown whether Spain could have defeated Portugal to win the ticket to the final and ultimately defeated their opponent to become the winner of that European Cup.
But no one can deny that luck is often part of strength.
Cristiano's European Cup knockout journey is like a farewell to his old friends.
In the round of 16, Portugal dragged the game into overtime and finally eliminated Croatia 2-0. Cristiano assisted Quaresma to score the first goal, and then a free kick widened the score gap, which was finally fixed at 2-0.
The Croatians played with their most proud tenacious will in this difficult game. Modric ran for the entire 120 minutes of regular time, and when the whistle blew, he was almost exhausted and fell to the ground.
He knew that against Cristiano, their advantage would be weakened.
No one has a more tenacious and powerful mental attribute than Cristiano. The most incredible thing about that man is not only his willpower that supports him to complete the game normally, but also his stubbornness and determination to score goals that never diminishes.
Cristiano is the person in the world who believes most that Cristiano can score goals and change the game.
Cristiano found Modric after the game and gave his good friend a big hug: "You will be a tough opponent, a respectable opponent."
"It's the same for Portugal," Modric responded, knowing that the camera was focused on him along with Cristiano, and he swallowed the second half of what he wanted to say - it's the same for Portugal, but that's because Portugal has you.
But this was too offensive, so he didn't say that. Instead, he looked at Cristiano, hugged the Portuguese back, and whispered, "Chris, I miss you so much, and everyone at Real Madrid misses you so much."
"...I miss you too, Luca." Cristiano said softly with a smile on his face. He patted the Croatian on the shoulder. "But we all have to move on."
"But I always feel that we should have more time. I mean, I always feel that we are still teammates and you didn't leave Madrid so early." Modric said with his eyes lowered. To be honest, after Cristiano left Madrid, they didn't have many opportunities to meet, so that meeting before and after the game has become a luxury for old friends to get together.
Cristiano stiffened slightly when he heard this, but soon Pepe and Coentrao came over and joined the chat, leaving Modric no time to pay attention to Cristiano's response.
Cristiano pinched his eyebrows. He didn't say anything. He just took off his jersey, exchanged it with Modric, and strode back to the locker room.
In the locker room, their head coach Santos - the last one to leave the national team after Portugal's defeat in the World Cup - was speaking. For this game, Santos wanted this Portugal team to be more offensive and more coordinated, but this was exactly what Portugal lacked. This Portugal team was extremely unbalanced. They were like a string of small tails, tightly attached to the back of a huge bow.
Cristiano said: "We are performing better and better each time. We are just not fully mature yet, but we have the expectation of confrontation, the venting and anger for goals. We will continue to score goals, which is the most important thing."
He looked at Santos, and Santos was also looking at him. Santos knew that Cristiano was the core leader of this team - not him, but Cristiano. Cristiano led Portugal to the World Cup and European Cup finals several times. The person Portugal trusted most was Cristiano Ronaldo.
So when Santos heard Cristiano's speech, he said nothing, but just nodded slightly and applauded.
In the quarter-finals, Portugal faced Spain, once again.
In the player tunnel, the two captains stood side by side at the front of the team.
Cristiano tilted his head and looked at Ramos, who was also looking at him.
"Hey Sergio." He extended his hand and greeted.
Ramos turned around when he saw this, and he responded, holding Cristiano's hand and giving him a big hug: "Cristiano."
Cristiano nodded. He noticed that there was a new tattoo on the arm that Ramos stretched out to him, and it was obviously still red and looked like it had just been tattooed.
He did spot the Roman numeral VII on one of them: "New tattoo?"
"Lucky number." Ramos blinked quickly and somewhat unnaturally, smiled and said.
"Good choice." Cristiano smiled when he heard it, but he secretly thought in his heart that it would be better not to be too lucky.
He also saw a series of cursive letters above the Roman numerals, but he couldn't make them out clearly because they passed by.
Ramos withdrew his hand, rubbed the new tattoo twice, and took a deep breath. He also got a tattoo of a quote from The Lord of the Rings.
[We will never forget you]
He couldn't quite figure out how the idea of getting these two tattoos came together, perhaps because the tattoo artist happened to be playing The Lord of the Rings when he was planning to get the lucky numbers.
Ramos was thinking as their names began to be broadcasted on the field. He heard "Cristiano Ronaldo" and the screams and cheers from the stands. The Portuguese who had been standing next to him walked into the field quickly, holding the ball boy and not looking back, leaving behind the figure of number seven.
Portugal has never had the upper hand against Spain, and this time, Portugal fell into a disadvantage right from the start.
Less than ten minutes into the game, Spain took the lead in attacking Portugal's goal, and Nani immediately created a penalty in the penalty area, giving Portugal's hope of an equalizer its first appearance in the country's half.
Ramos knows how high the probability of Cristiano scoring a penalty is. In his impression, Cristiano's missed penalty seems like it was a thing of the last century.
He saw a young guy from his team run to where Cristiano was taking the penalty kick, and as Cristiano put the ball down, he gently pushed it away with his heel, over and over again—
Ramos knew that this was the coach's idea, and that it was trying to mess with the penalty taker's mentality, especially in a knockout match like this. This approach was not a bright one, and he admitted it, but who asked them to have Cristiano as their opponent?
Ramos saw Cristiano bending down to straighten the ball - the second time - he paused, frowned and called the young player back. Did he really intend to keep tossing him there until Cristiano couldn't bear it anymore?
He poked the young man's forehead and said, "Stay well and don't run around."
Morata looked at Ramos, then at the new player who had just been called up to the national team for the European Cup, and said nothing.
He turned his gaze towards Cristiano. The man he was familiar with was adjusting his breathing. Obviously, being interrupted and having the ball kicked away repeatedly had indeed affected his condition.
"Ronaldo takes a run-up! Shoots! The ball is saved by the goalkeeper!!!"
The commentator gasped in disbelief: "Ronaldo missed the penalty kick!!! Missed a great chance to equalize!! What a pity!!"
Cristiano took two steps in the direction where the ball bounced back, but was immediately cleared away by the opposing player.
He pursed his lips.
The fans on the Spanish side were obviously cheering. Although the interference was not glorious, winning the game was the most important thing.
In the following period, Portugal fell into a tough battle.
In the second half, Santos changed the lineup by replacing three players one after another. He used up all the substitutions he had, but the situation on the field did not change at all.
Nani had an excellent shooting opportunity facing an empty goal in the 77th minute, but he dribbled past the empty goal and missed the target.
This kick directly shattered Portugal's hopes of advancing.
In the 89th minute, Spain still maintained a one-goal lead.
The Spanish fans in the stadium have started singing the Spanish national anthem, as if victory in the game has already been won.
But Portugal still did not give up and continued to press Spain's frontcourt.
"Nani made a diagonal pass into the penalty area, Ronaldo is in the penalty area!"
Cristiano's movement made Ramos and Pique, who were defending him in front of him, move their positions in anticipation, but even though they knew clearly what Cristiano would do, they still couldn't stop him -
"Ronaldo heads the ball!! The ball goes in!!!"
"Incredible time in the air!! Ramos and Pique were both beside and in front of Ronaldo! But they couldn't stop the ball from entering the net! Ramos guessed the direction correctly! But still missed the ball!"
"Cristiano Ronaldo equalized in the 89th minute of regular time!!"
"Cristiano once again saved the day at a crucial moment! When everyone thought Portugal would stop here, Cristiano Ronaldo announced to everyone present - it's not over yet!"
"The Iberian derby between Spain and Portugal was dragged into overtime!"
Ramos and others watched the ball being headed into the goal by Cristiano. Pique knelt on the ground, tired and numb, staring at the ball.
Cristiano ran over, passed two numb defenders, picked up the ball, and ran directly to the center circle without stopping to prepare for the kick-off.
He faced the fans in the stands and waved his arms vigorously to encourage all the fans. They must believe in him and the team and cheer for them.
On the Spanish side, there was a mixture of silence and boos. Their victory was almost a foregone conclusion, but in just a moment, everything became unknown again.
Cristiano Ronaldo, he made it happen.
Morata stared at the direction where Cristiano ran away. He knew that the balance of the game began to tilt. He knew that Cristiano's goal was like Pandora's box. Once opened, it would not end with one goal, let alone at a moment like this.
"The referee gives the final five minutes of injury time! After that, the two teams will enter the overtime phase!"
The Spanish fans on this side of the stands also seemed to calm down gradually and started singing the national anthem, re-energizing and encouraging the players they supported - they still had overtime and plenty of time, and they could reverse the score again.
The Portuguese fans were almost satisfied. They were not immediately sentenced to death, which was already a blessing.
But this is not the end.
In the 95th minute, in the final countdown of injury time, the Portuguese team once again pressed towards the Spanish penalty area.
"Quaresma passed the ball! Pique blocked it! Also, the ball returned to the right side, still at Quaresma's feet!"
"Quaresma hits another high ball!!"
"The ball goes in————!! It's that man again!! It's Cristiano Ronaldo again!! Another header!! Almost the same goal as five minutes ago!! The Spanish defense is useless against Ronaldo!!"
"Oh my God!! Unbelievable!! I can't believe it!!! The last second of the 89th minute equalized the game and the buzzer beater of the 95th minute!!"
"When Santos had nothing to play, he had already thrown his trump card on the field! Cristiano Ronaldo saved the day twice!!!"
"Spain missed the 2016 European Championship in France. This time, Portugal shut them out!"
After the game, Cristiano ran to the sidelines with red eyes due to excitement. Santos and the coaching staff rushed to him one after another and kissed his chest madly. At this moment, Cristiano Ronaldo was the savior of Portugal, their god.
Spain was lackluster. They were originally the favorite to win this European Cup, but were eliminated in the quarter-finals.
In the subsequent semi-final, Cristiano once again sent Bale's Welsh team away.
Final, France.
Benzema, Griezmann, Varane... this French team is also a familiar face.
Benzema was the first to hug Cristiano in the player tunnel, and the Portuguese's scent penetrated his nose. He noticed that Cristiano used his birthday gift - which he specially mailed to Manchester from overseas -
"I miss you, Cricri," he whispered, "but I'm also happy to see you happy in Manchester. Isn't it better than Real Madrid?"
"Karim, I miss you too, and Varane..." Cristiano hugged Benzema, then looked at the tall defender behind Benzema and grinned.
"Varane again. I told you to call me Rafael..." The French defender narrowed his eyes. "So Manchester United is better?"
Cristiano raised his eyebrows.
"You can come and try? I like Real Madrid and I love Manchester United. Now I choose Manchester United, that's all," he said.
Varane nodded thoughtfully.
Griezmann and Benzema looked at each other at the same time, as if they realized that the other party really had the idea of transferring.
"Get ready to go out." Varane said, and his eyes clearly said "Why not?"
"The most important thing now is this game," he said.
Cristiano nodded in agreement, and he strode out of the tunnel with his caddy.
When the game whistle blows, they are no longer teammates who once fought side by side. Their jerseys and shorts are their armor. They each fight for their own camp, without any courtesy, and give it their all.
Facing France's multi-point attack, the defense line organized by Pepe and Carvalho frequently blocked the opponent's offensive routes. The non-stop running and high-intensity pressing made the players almost exhausted.
France also defended impenetrably and the game was dragged into a penalty shootout.
While Santos was arranging his troops, Pepe almost retched on the sidelines. He was exhausted from running, but he knew that this time he was carrying the entire team's desire for the championship and Cristiano's extremely persistent vision all the way. Now it was within their reach, and he had to pay for it, even if it cost him everything.
He fought for Portugal, but more importantly, he fought for Cristiano, and won the game for Cristiano.
Santos put Cristiano first in the penalty shootout, while Quaresma took the initiative to take the last penalty kick.
The first and last two positions are undoubtedly the most stressful. Whether the first penalty is scored or not will greatly affect the performance of the players afterwards, and the person who takes the last penalty is very likely to bear the weight of the team's fate of winning the championship.
Cristiano looked at Quaresma, and his friend looked at him with the same determination: "You take the first penalty, and I will take the last one."
Quaresma knew very well how difficult it was to be the first person to take a penalty, but he knew that Cristiano was the most capable of scoring a goal among them.
Everyone knows this and they trust Cristiano.
Cristiano nodded and smiled, he hugged Quaresma, and then heard Santos whispering to Moutinho whether he planned to take the penalty.
——He missed the penalty in the penalty shootout in the semi-final of the last European Cup, and Portugal left the European Cup stage. It was like a thick shadow covering him.
Moutinho shook his head: "My legs still hurt a little."
He said, neither agreeing nor refusing, and Santos just nodded when he heard it, also neither agreeing nor refusing.
This is a penalty shootout that is more crucial than the semi-final, and no one dares to make this decision lightly.
Cristiano strode over and put his arm around Moutinho's neck: "Joao, come here, come and take the penalty. I know you are very good at taking penalties, it's you."
"Fuck off if you lose, show some courage! You played well, you know that? You played well." He spoke quickly, repeating it in the man's ear while leading Moutinho onto the field.
Santos paused when he heard this, he looked at Cristiano, he saw determination and decisiveness in Cristiano's eyes.
He knew he should choose to believe in Cristiano. The reason why this team has gone so far is because they have always believed in Cristiano.
Santos took a deep breath and responded: "Come on, Joao, come on, that's it, let's go."
"Portugal! Must win!" All the players formed a circle, shouted loudly, and then dispersed.
Penalty shootout.
Cristiano started the game and scored a clean and fast goal that went straight through the goalkeeper's goal, earning him the first point without any objection.
It is true that well begun is half done.
When Quaresma scored the winning penalty, the entire Saint-Denis Stadium was boiling.
"Portugal!! Defeat host France! Win this European Cup!! This is Portugal's second championship! The last time they won the championship for the first time at the Lisbon Stadium was twelve years ago!!"
“Congratulations Portugal!!”
This Portugal team's journey was full of uncertainty and surprises, but they remained steadfast and courageous and won a victory that almost no one expected.
"Portugal, which lacked a golden generation, won the 2016 European Cup under the leadership of Cristiano Ronaldo when no one was optimistic about them! They are the champion team!"
"After 12 years of changes, Ronaldo won the championship twice for Portugal! A dream moment!"
Cristiano was so excited that he almost cried on the field. He hugged Pepe and Quaresma tightly, and his tears fell on the jerseys of his two friends: "That's great, that's great, Pepe, Ricardo, we won the gold cup for Portugal... It can't be better than this... Thank you, without you, there would be none of this-"
Pepe and Quaresma also had tears in their eyes, and they hugged their friends tightly, laughing and crying.
The impatient media surrounded them and pointed the microphones at tonight's big stars.
"He is my boy and my lifelong friend. Like me, he was not born in a golden cradle, but he gave Portugal the gold cup." Quaresma looked at the reporter who was interviewing him with red eyes. He smiled and pursed his lips hard, then looked at Cristiano who was crying with Pepe.
The reporter couldn't get in to interview them because the two people were crying so hard and hugging each other so tightly.
The players had to go back to the locker room to freshen up before the awards ceremony, and the reporters were temporarily stopped by security guards.
Griezmann was so sad that he almost cried when he walked off the field. This year was definitely his worst year. In the Champions League, his Atletico Madrid lost to Cristiano's Manchester United, and in the European Cup, they lost to Portugal.
In their respective top competitions for club and country, they are always just one step away from the championship, but they are always defeated by the same person.
Cristiano quickly caught up with Griezmann, and he took off his jersey and exchanged it with Griezmann: "Antoine, this is for you."
"...Congratulations, Cristiano." There was an obvious cry in his congratulations.
Cristiano gave the boy a big hug: "Antoine, you are already great, you still have a long way to go, you will get your championship."
Benzema and Varane walked by silently, so silently that Cristiano didn't even notice.
Benzema curled his lips. Obviously he and Cristiano had the best relationship, but Cristiano didn't give him anything. He must have comforted Antoine because he was young and crybaby.
Humph, Cristiano, soft-hearted Cristiano.
The Portuguese returned to the locker room.
In the locker room, Figo, Deco, Costa... Portugal's golden generation were all waiting there early. The Portuguese always have some small privileges to come to the locker room to celebrate first.
Cristiano's eyes lit up, and he strode towards Figo: "Luis!"
"See, I said he would definitely pounce on Luis first," Costa said with a smile.
Cristiano wrinkled his nose in embarrassment when he heard that. He was about to stand up, but quickly, Figo pressed him back into his chest.
"Congratulations, Chris." Figo's deep voice rang in Cristiano's ears. "It was so difficult, but you did it, Chris. I'm proud of you."
Figo knew that when he put the captain's armband on Cristiano, he was forcing and pushing the boy to run forward, but he had to do this. What Portugal needed was no longer the aging golden generation. This team relied on Cristiano. Cristiano must become the spiritual pillar and leader of this team as soon as possible.
And Cristiano did not disappoint him, and even did much better than he hoped.
Figo looked at Cristiano, who was staying in his arms obediently with red ears, with relief. Even though the opponent had become an excellent captain who could support a team on the court, it was obvious that in front of him, he was very happy to see that Cristiano still had the same side as before and had not changed - trusting, dependent, and close.
Figo and his teammates didn't stay in the locker room for too long and left soon.
Cristiano quickly washed his face, freshened himself up, and strode back to the court.
Kaka and Ferguson were in the stands. Ferguson stood up happily. He had to go to the player tunnel to wait for his children.
Kaka had the same plan. Even though they could go to the locker room to celebrate with Cristiano after all the awards were given, he couldn't wait. Similarly, the two children couldn't wait either.
When Cristiano hurried out of the player tunnel, he saw Kaka at a glance, then Ferguson, and two little guys who were crowded together.
He quickly ran forward, hugged Ferguson, and excitedly shouted, "Boss!"
"Ronnie! Congratulations, my boy, you deserve it." Ferguson patted Cristiano's arm vigorously, and watched with a smile as Cristiano rubbed his eyes with red eyes embarrassedly. His boy was still so crybaby.
Cristiano quickly turned to Kaka again, his heart beating fast, he could hardly help wanting to hug and kiss his lover.
Kaka took the lead and hugged Cristiano tightly. He tilted his head and kissed Cristiano behind his ear, then closed his arms and whispered, "I am so proud of you, Cris. You are the best and the only one."
Cristiano's eyes felt sore and hot. He put his arms back and buried his face in Kaka's chest.
Junior and Luca squeezed in between Cristiano and Kaka, twisting their bodies to try to get their father's attention.
Cristiano reacted quickly. He leaned over and picked up Junior and Luca, one in each hand. The two little guys hugged Cristiano and gave each of them a big kiss, shouting in unison: "Papa!"
Ferguson, who was watching the warm and harmonious scene with a smile on his face, paused for a moment, then suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at the Brazilian.
papa? Why does your Kaka's son call me Ronnie papa?
ah?
Before Ferguson could react, Cristiano was pushed onto the field to present the award by the extremely excited players behind him.
The huge European Cup trophy was extremely heavy. They drank some champagne and everyone was a little tipsy, feeling the joy and relaxation of the achievement, as well as a sense of relief.
The cameraman on the field wanted to take a group photo of the team celebrating. Cristiano put the trophy on the ground and just wanted to lie around the trophy with a group of people - to be honest, he was almost exhausted.
But the cameraman was obviously not happy and directed Cristiano to pick up the trophy.
"But it's too heavy—" Perhaps because he drank a little wine, Cristiano's lips were still stained with a little wine. His eyes were very bright, and he had a little drunken smirk and dullness. He puffed his lips and complained unconsciously, "I don't want to hold it."
"Just for a moment, Cristiano, you can do it, you can hold it, just for a moment." The cameraman coaxed quickly.
"Really? Just a moment?" Cristiano looked at the other person, then slowly bent down and picked up the trophy.
The team members behind him, who could drink much more than the team leader, were all grinning and looking at this rare appearance of the team leader, and no one wanted to come and help.
"How do I look?" Cristiano asked again.
"Excellent, very shiny." The cameraman praised. He knew that the Portuguese superstar was not easily persuaded by soft words, so he praised him desperately in various ways.
Cristiano tilted his head as if thinking for a moment, then said: "That may be because I cried too much, all tears and sweat."
He smiled and curved his eyes, then put the trophy down to wipe the sweat off his face.
The cameraman quickly continued to praise: "Holding the trophy, Cristiano, it's great, great, it will be ready soon--"
Cristiano responded drunkenly, then held up the trophy obediently.
Pepe and Quaresma behind him were laughing so hard that tears were about to come out of their eyes. Finally, they felt guilty and walked over quickly to rescue their captain.
This night is a golden night for Portugal.
"Portugal! Portugal! Portugal!" The players raised the championship trophy together.
The fans in the stadium shouted in unison:
"Ronaldo! Ronaldo! Ronaldo!"
Champions League champion, European Cup champion, this summer has been a fruitful one for Cristiano, but it has not been so kind to others.
The national team game is over, and there is still some time before the club's pre-season and friendly matches. Cristiano can finally enjoy a long-awaited vacation.
Cristiano chose the sunny beach in Miami as his vacation destination. He loves the sun and the sea, and he likes his skin to be transformed into a beautiful and healthy wheat color.
Although Kaka still insisted on applying sunscreen for him - not to prevent him from getting tanned, but just because he was worried that Cristiano would get sunburned.
Just when Kaka insisted on applying sunscreen for Cristiano again, Cristiano was lazily lying in his sun lounger. Suddenly, a shadow seemed to fall from the air, making Cristiano subconsciously open his eyes.
"Why are you here!? Antoine?!" Cristiano was stunned for a moment, then sat up straight.
Griezmann didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. He just came here for vacation, but he saw Cristiano on the beach at a glance.
He trotted over and met Cristiano's eyes, which had widened unexpectedly. He made a face, quickly said something, and ran away:
"I hate you CriCri!"
Cristiano: “…”
He stared at the Frenchman's back for a few seconds in confusion. After making sure that he would not attack again, he turned to Kaka and asked, "He came all the way here just to tell me this?"
Kaka was also amused. He narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully: "But he does have reason to say that, doesn't he? This year you eliminated Atletico Madrid and France. To be honest, you are his number one enemy."
Kaka said this deliberately and seriously, and then he couldn't help laughing.
Cristiano climbed up from the sun lounger, jumped onto Kaka's waist, rubbed Kaka's face and squinted his eyes: "Really? But I think his tone and his smiling face seem to be saying, 'I like you CriCri'."
Kaka was teased by his lover so much that he could hardly say a word and could only raise his hands in surrender.
"Yes Cris, he's saying he likes you, everyone likes you." He raised his lips and then held Cristiano's face, "and I love you."
He kissed her.
"...I know." Cristiano let out a light hum, he raised his face and slowly deepened the kiss, "No one knows this better than me, I love you too."
It’s almost officially over here! The European Cup started and the European Cup ended, which is also where I wanted to end it. I am very grateful to the readers who have liked and supported this article all the way. It is not perfect enough for everyone to like it, but I tried my best to write it the way I like it. Thank you very much for liking it =3=
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