I am Quaresma

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In the interval between two rounds of La Liga, the Champions League semi-finals rekindled.

It's just that it seems a little inappropriate to describe the match between Real Madrid and Barcelona with the flames of war. After all, Real Madrid's away score in the first round is enough to ensure that the second round is meaningless.

With a score of 7:0, do you think Barcelona can come back?

I am afraid that even if Real Madrid sends a rotation lineup, Barcelona will not be able to turn it around.

The Istanbul night is a great miracle in the history of football, but this great miracle is based on a certain possibility, and between Barcelona and Real Madrid, there is not even such a possibility.

I have seen an away game comeback, but I have never seen an away game comeback after a 7-0 home defeat.

If Barcelona really achieves a reversal, then God may cry!

God can't even design such a bridge.

Now, everyone is paying more attention to another matchup, Chelsea and Manchester United in the Premier League, who can break into the final of the two Premier League powerhouses is a big thing to watch.

As for Barcelona, ​​who cares about them!

In such a tragic environment of public opinion, the entire Barcelona team came to Madrid, low-key and indignant, as if the whole world had abandoned them.

Just imagine, there are usually thousands of people traveling with the team to cheer for the team in away games, but now, it is said that all the fans will die down, and the number of Barcelona fans who will appear at the Bernabeu may be in single digits.

Even their own fans are unwilling to watch the game, that can only explain one problem, Barcelona is really going to be cold.

However, the arrangement of the schedule is very interesting. The semi-final of the Champions League will be played in the middle of the week, and then the penultimate round of La Liga will be played on the weekend. The two sides are still Real Madrid and Barcelona. The two teams will play two consecutive games here.

In the eyes of the fans, this is simply whipping corpses!

A Champions League game is equivalent to sending Barcelona into anger, and then playing another game in La Liga, isn't it equivalent to dancing on the grave?

It's brutal!

Don't talk about others, with Quaresma here, Barcelona still think about it?

The natural hostility between Real Madrid and Barcelona is doomed that the game will not be uneventful, and with the addition of Quaresma, Barcelona's life-and-death enemy, Barcelona may really die at the Bernabeu.

At the pre-match press conference, Rijkaard, who had already confirmed his resignation after the season, had no interest in dealing with reporters at all. After answering a few questions hastily, he squatted there and pretended to be dead, saying nothing.

In fact, Rijkaard really wanted to cry!

Why is Barcelona so miserable now?

How can you say that you can't beat Real Madrid?

Why is Quaresma so powerful?

Am I suitable to be a head coach?

These questions lingered in Rijkaard's mind, making him look dull, as if he was thinking about the meaning of life.

"Mr. Quaresma, how many goals will you score in this game?"

A reporter stood up and asked Quaresma loudly. With that smiling face, even if he didn't look at his badge, he would know that he belonged to "Marca".

Quaresma picked up the microphone with a slight smile, the expression on his face as cynical as ever.

"It's not important to score goals, what matters is to win the game!"

This extremely official answer caused all the reporters present to hiss and burst out laughing.

Goals don't matter?

Are you fooling around?

Every time I play against Barcelona, ​​I will give you a positive attitude, and I can't wait to eat the goal!

Are you telling me now that goals don't matter?

The booing of the reporters made Quaresma smile helplessly. How could no one believe what I was saying?

"Well, goals are also important, so, this game I hope I can score three, four is fine, five is better, six I will be happy, seven I will thank God, as for eight , do you think I can make eight?"

Quaresma spread his palms,

Shrugged.

The reporters laughed and shook their heads. It is true that they did not believe that Quaresma could score eight, but it is not impossible for more than five!

You know, the last game was the beginning of the confrontation between the two teams, and Barcelona also played seriously, but even so, Quaresma still scored five goals.

Barcelona is already cold in this game, and they will give up on themselves if they fail. In this way, wouldn't it be easier for Quaresma to score?

Doesn't that mean that Quaresma will start with five goals in this game?

"So Mr. Quaresma, do you have anything to say about the current situation in Barcelona?" Another reporter stood up and asked.

Quaresma rolled his eyes, what the hell, did you make me worse?

"In fact, Barcelona is still very strong, and they are already on the right track. With Messi as the core and Xavi and Iniesta as the assistants, Barcelona will probably be a very important player in European football in the next few seasons. A competitive team!"

"However, what I want to say is that Real Madrid is obviously stronger. In the future, please invite Barcelona to compete for the runner-up!"

"If you don't believe me, please refer to 7:0!"

After Quaresma finished speaking, he laughed, and the reporters in the audience also had weird expressions.

Nima!

Everyone can say Barcelona is strong, but you can't!

Barcelona is very strong?

I was just beaten 7:0 by you. Is this very powerful?

Will Barcelona be a very competitive team in the next few seasons?

Then every season you meet you will continue to be slaughtered?

This is really the rhythm of never forgetting to whip Basara out of the corpse!

After a press conference, Quaresma, the protagonist, almost didn't say that Barcelona had surrendered. Rijkaard, the head coach of Barcelona, ​​hung his head, and didn't even want to refute, because he really had nothing to say. .

Football is like this, strength is everything, and strength is the original sin. Without strength, you have no confidence in what you say, and no one even listens to what you say.

Messi gritted his teeth secretly, his lips were bitten in a press conference, but no matter how angry he was, he was still full of powerlessness.

Thinking of the 7:0 in the last game, Messi seemed to be discouraged by a needle-pricked ball, which hit him too hard.

Messi is also a proud person in his bones. In the past, he never thought that he would be worse than Quaresma.

However, in this duel, he, who obviously had better teammates than Quaresma, led the team to lose a disfigured body and was recorded in the annals of shame.

If possible, Messi would like to go back to the past to avoid this game. At least, if he is not on the court, he will not feel so uncomfortable.

Moreover, even if you lose a big score, you and the team have excuses to find.

——Our core Messi is not on the field!

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