A "beautiful goal!" ”

"Ha, ha, I'll just say, Ribery is a very good player. Did you see it, Ms. Bella, his goal was beautiful! It's great, I'm proud to have players like this in my country! ”

In the living room of one of the apartment's residences, Mathilde got up from the sofa with excited clapping hands, looking at her with great joy and cheering, not at all like an aunt-level woman in her forties and almost fifties, but a die-hard football fan full of youth and enthusiasm.

Bella didn't know how many times she rolled her eyes, and the dancing Mathilde wanted to reach out and pull her to cheer for the goal, but as a result, her hand was only halfway in the air and stayed in the air, apparently the die-hard fan Mathilde thought of something, exclaimed a little, and then covered his mouth.

But it was already late, the cry of "Wow Wow Wow~" had already sounded, and Little Fan had been awakened by Mathilde's babbling voice.

"I'm so sorry, Ms. Bella, I ...... I'm going to hug the little one. ”

Mathilde looked apologetic, and Bella shook her head, gently shaking the little dot in her arms, and whispering softly to coax the little one.

But the little guy doesn't seem to have the slightest momentum to stop, still howling "wow wow~", the little hand is still waving wildly, it seems that the little guy is protesting strongly against disturbing his sweet dream.

Bella had a headache, but the corner of her eye suddenly swept to the TV, and the camera of the scene swept to the bench of the visiting team, and that familiar face caught her eye.

This made Bella a little stunned.

She was full of anticipation for the match, but turned into disappointment when the match started, because the person she wanted to see most was not on the field. Thankfully, the man's name is on the bench, which means she still has a chance to see the opponent on the pitch.

And now, that face appeared in front of her eyes so suddenly, and Bella didn't know what her emotions were at the moment, maybe it was sour, maybe it was grievance, maybe it was joy, or maybe it was longing...... It was indescribably complicated, but in the end, it turned into several crystals in an instant, dripping on the tip of the nose.

"Bei...... Ms. Bella, you, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? I'm ...... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I ......"

Mathilde became at a loss, seeing that the corners of Bella's eyes were moist, she felt that it was caused by her "big mouth", her heart was full of guilt, and she wanted to hug Xiao Fan - she was a very simple and traditional French woman, in her cognition, since she caused the trouble, then she had to settle the trouble herself, so she decided to take over the "trouble" in the other party's hands and coax the little guy well.

"It's all right, Madame Mathilde, it's none of your business."

Bella shook her head, tilted her head away, lowered her head slightly, and rested her lips lightly on Little Fan's face, her hair covering her delicate cheeks.

"See, little one, that's your father...... Your dad is sitting there, and he doesn't seem to be very happy, and he probably already knows that his little villain is crying. ”

The little little dot wrapped in the quilt seemed to understand his mother's whispering, his smart eyes blinked, and his little hands were still waving in the air, but he suddenly stopped crying.

He tilted his head, as if looking for the "daddy" that his mother said, and although he didn't understand anything as a young man, he just turned his head in the direction of the TV.

The corners of Bella's eyes couldn't help but slip again.

Mathilde didn't see it again, she just exclaimed, "Oh my God, Lady Bella, what did you say to the little one?" It's really useful, the little guy really doesn't cry anymore! Ha, it seems that he likes football very much, he is full of curiosity and interest in football...... What a genius he is! Let me think, well, he's going to be a good footballer in the future! Definitely! ”

Mathilde's mouth continued to emit surprise and admiration, Bella looked at Xiao Budian who was still looking at the TV with his eyes in his arms, and his eyes looked at the TV screen again, the person had disappeared in front of the camera, but the ripples in Bella's heart still did not subside.

"To be a good footballer? Perhaps, after all, his father is a very good professional footballer! ”

……

The game continued to start, but Fan Bizhuang's mood was still not so beautiful.

The reason is simple, that is, the performance of the Spanish team has not improved much after conceding a goal.

Maybe the league has just ended, the players' physical fitness and spirit have not yet returned to the best level, or maybe the training has not kept up in the past few days, and the speed of the big guys entering the game has not reached a good rhythm.

In short, the performance of the Spanish team on the field still looked very sluggish, the attack was disorganized, and the defense was full of mistakes, which made the leading French team more and more confident, and the offensive momentum became more and more fierce, and the game soon fell into the familiar rhythm of the French team.

In the 37th minute of the first half, the French team launched another quick counterattack.

Torres' personal breakthrough up front was met by French defender Allou. Diarra intercepted, Lyon defender Tulalang's long pass accurately found Ribery who sprinted forward, and the Scar Warrior once again showed his superb ability to advance with the ball, quickly forming a breakthrough on the wing, and then changing the line straight into the middle, and then picking up a pass, the ball fell to the feet of Henry.

Although the former king of guns is gradually getting older, he is not old, easily unloading the ball in the penalty area, facing the attacking Valdés, a freehand shot, and the football fell into the door of the Spanish team for the second time.

2:0！

Before the end of the first half, the Matadors at the Parc des Princes were already two goals behind!

This pre-game "battle between the old and the new kings", which attracted a lot of attention, seems to be about to come to an end without the slightest twists and turns, and it is not the new European king Spain team that most people are optimistic about before the game, but ...... Gallic Roosters France team!

It was a very frustrating and devastating result, and all the Spanish soldiers came here with endless hopes for the World Cup in South Africa half a month later, thinking of using a hearty victory as a sacrifice flag before the trip, and now, the game is hearty, but it has nothing to do with victory, but a complete ...... Fail!

Bosque waved his hand in annoyance, muttering something in his mouth with an unhappy expression. His assistants did not look natural, they all had calm faces, and they did not say a word.

The Spanish national team is indeed one of the strongest teams in today's Europe, and even in world football, and it is also one of the favorites to win this World Cup.

But it was only one half of the game, and it was played in such a terrible way, which is really ......

Bosque was somewhat alert and glad, yes, just glad, but fortunately it was only a friendly match, and it was not in the way of the overall situation, and if Spain were to be defeated in such a relaxed and happy half in the World Cup, it would be a real disaster.

It's better to have problems now than to expose them during the World Cup, and he and his team still have time to tinker and adjust.

Of course, this also reminds Bosque of the fact that although his team is the new European Championship champion and is the best in the group, they still need to do more if they can turn this outstanding quality into every victory.

At the very least, the team as a whole needs to be more harmonious and united.

In the past, there were messages from the outside world that the Spanish national team had Barcelona as the team to win everything, but in this game, at least half of the players from the Barcelona club accounted for it, but the result was ...... It has been proven that if a team wants to go further and get more, then it must be completely kneaded and become a truly inseparable whole.

"If you don't have anyone, you can't do it!"

Bosque looked at the court with a solemn face, and sighed softly.

……

Like Bosque, there are Puyol, Xavi, Iniesta...... Even Pique.

These players from Barcelona FC do not have the slightest doubt about their ability, but the game is played like this, and it will not be easy for anyone to put it.

Especially Pique, he also thought that Barcelona was the best club in the world, and it was enough for the national team to have their Barcelona players to carry the banner, and he still didn't understand Puyol's approach of asking him to apologize to Fan Bizhuang, but the facts in front of him told him that between him and Real Madrid players, maybe they didn't deal with each other, but in the national team, everyone is part of a team, and it's really missing anyone, it's not good!

At least, in the past games, he will not be rushed by others, because whether it is Albiol or Ramos, they will share his responsibilities at the first time, to entangle those little smart players who "bully" him, and he only needs to be responsible for marking and guarding the high ball, instead of being suddenly unable to find the north by the small man of the opponent's number seven as now......

"Sure enough, if you don't have anyone, you can't do it!"

Puyol let out almost the same emotion as Bosque, and then he gave Pique a deep look, and Pique replied with a look of shame.

This made Puyol a little relieved, no matter what the outcome of this game is, even if it is a big defeat, as long as most of the players can learn from it or realize something, it will still be beneficial for the team.

"Let's keep playing!"

Puyol patted Pique on the shoulder, clapped his hands, and motioned for his teammates to pick themselves together and get ready for the game.

……