Football: Guards with knives, shovel Ronaldo at the beginning

"Anthony, are you sure? I still suggest you think again, don't regret it."

The rain in the sky was still falling sparsely, and it was as cloudy as the man's face.

Holding an umbrella, he looked at his son indifferently.

"Why can't I if he can?"

Anthony's small face was full of stubbornness and unyielding.

The man squatted down, his face still ugly, but he still touched little Anthony's head, and said in a deep voice: "You are different from him. We have discussed this issue many times. You are different."

Having said that, the man suddenly noticed that little Anthony's eyes were moist, but his eyes became extremely firm.

"For as long as I can remember, you guys have been telling me how good my cousin is!" His tears began to fall like the unstoppable rain from the sky, "Yes, he is talented and Already scouted by Liverpool, but so what?"

"Aren't I your son? Why do you always compare me with him? Besides, why am I inferior to him? I hate all of this! I must go!"

As he spoke, he was about to struggle to leave the man and rush into the rain.

But his arm was grabbed by a powerful hand, preventing him from leaving the umbrella.

"Look into my eyes." There seemed to be some changes in the man's voice.

There is an emotion in the eyes, called distress.

Little Anthony still didn't turn around, but he didn't struggle either.

The man turned him around forcibly and repeated again: "Look at my eyes!"

Only then did the little guy reluctantly look at his father.

It's just that the moment he turned around, his father's eyes returned to indifference: "Go, yes!"

The little guy's eyes lit up instantly, as if his world was full of hope again.

"We need to have an agreement, do you agree?"

"Of course, I agree!" The little guy raised his neck, and hurriedly agreed without waiting for his father to say the conditions.

"One, if you are not selected this time, then come back and finish your studies, we will not take you to other places for trial training."

The little guy nodded hurriedly, but his father's words continued.

"Second, if you have no way to upgrade from the development group to the elite group within two years, I will also bring you back."

"Three, if you don't get a youth training contract in the end, don't think that we will be responsible for your future, because this is the path you choose."

The little guy listened carefully, but he didn't realize where his life would go without the youth training contract.

Seeing that his father didn't continue to ask, he quickly nodded in agreement: "It's a deal!"

Seeing that the little guy quickly agreed, the man frowned and repeated it again.

Subsequently, he and his wife sent him to Everton's youth training base.

Seeing the little guy stubbornly rejected them again.

The couple leaned close to each other in the rain, just quietly watching the little guy's back.

"Anthony will make it, won't he?" The woman squeezed her husband's arm nervously.

"That is, he is my son, how could he fail?" Only then did a smile appear on the man's face.

The woman patted him lightly: "But, as we all know, his talent is very average, just in case, I said just in case..."

The man reached out his hand to stop his wife from continuing to say, and looked at the youth training base in the rain: "I believe him."

"Why? I've never seen you praise him, not even a word." The woman frowned slightly, looking extremely puzzled.

Because the little boy has cried and complained in her arms more than once.

"That's why he was able to come here."

In the rain, a gust of cold wind blows.

The man's arms around his wife became tighter and tighter.

...

In the stands of Highbury Stadium, the couple looked at the little boy who fell on the field.

Oh, you can't be called a little boy anymore.

He has grown up.

"Liverpool are ahead."

The woman's voice was muffled amid the din of Liverpool fans.

"I know." The man's voice was neither salty nor weak, as if he was not a fan sitting in Cardiff.

The woman was already a little unhappy: "You have been in the cold war for so many years, why do you still watch his game?"

Without waiting for the man to speak, she continued to speak: "You just continue to hold on. Every time I go to eat with my son alone, you don't even have the qualifications!"

On the court, Anthony patted the dust on his body after being supported by his teammates.

"Anthony, your cousin is not polite at all." Defender Hudson teased with a smile.

After he joined, people wondered more than once.

Why is there such an excellent English player as his cousin, but he has been hovering in the second or even the third level of the team.

He could even be reduced to a substitute player for a time.

In this game, if he hadn't faced Liverpool, he might not have had any chance to play.

After all, there are more than 4000 players like him in England.

They are all professional players, not that kind of semi-professional.

The number of players in youth training is several times this number.

Anthony didn't even qualify for PL2.

He smiled and didn't answer.

Here it comes again, the name and nightmare that have haunted his ears since he was a child, comes again.

The name he had so much trouble getting rid of...

After watching his cousin smile at himself and run away.

The energy in Anthony's heart was stimulated again.

The last time he was motivated, he finished Everton's youth training.

Of course, when he failed to secure a professional contract, he and his father broke up.

Subsequently, he went to the Walsall club in League One for trial training.

At that time, his hard work was favored by assistant coach Walker, and he got his first professional contract in his life.

Finally, he no longer had to look at his father's ever-stern face.

The last time was when I joined Everton's youth academy.

He, who was about to lose the election, was finally retained by the youth training coach because of this enthusiasm.

The game continues.

But Cardiff was still under pressure from Liverpool.

For such a Championship team, it may take a miracle to beat the team at the top of the Premier League.

The game time is 10 minutes.

Liverpool got another chance, and Griezmann seemed to get some relief in this 442 diamond midfield position.

More precisely, it should have gained more space.

After passing two opposing players in a row, he found an opportunity in the middle.

Gerrard's sudden forward drive left him with a huge gap.

Anthony glanced at his cousin who suddenly rushed into the penalty area, and then glanced at Griezmann who was about to hit the goal outside the penalty area.

In the blink of an eye, he made a decision.

Gerrard was ignored.

Anthony threw his entire body out.

"Oh!"

Heaton's hard-fought save missed the football.

But Anthony fell directly in the penalty area, covering his face with one hand.

in the stands,

The man stood up suddenly, looking nervously at his son who had fallen to the ground in the penalty area.

......