msmithbooks Chapter 130 hapter 130
Chapter 130 hapter 130
Everyone wanted to know what happened, and the replay footage deciphered part of it.Casillas successfully held Aguero's shot in his arms, threw his hand to Forlan for scheduling, and turned the offense and defense. Forlan quickly advanced in the middle with the ball in the backcourt. It was directly transferred to Alonso who ran to the backcourt to respond, and Alonso rushed forward immediately after getting the ball.
Alonso unleashes a new charge and there is an over-the-top scuffle behind him.Fran, who was passing the ball with his left foot, hadn't retracted his legs and stood still, when suddenly someone on the right side smashed his body onto Fran's right leg, which was temporarily supported by the entire center of gravity of his body.The object of the body collision, Costa, no one would think that it was just that he did not stand firmly and caused a mistake. The camera clearly recorded that when Costa hit Fran's right leg, his legs flew into the air. At that moment, Costa's whole body weight was under pressure. on Fran's support leg.Fran's leg guards even shifted and protruded, causing the illusion of severe deformation of the leg bones in the camera.
Real Madrid's attack is still going on, and Casillas, who had a panoramic view of this scene, ran out of the goal like crazy after the initial panic.Marcelo near the scene of the incident had already raised his fist and looked like he wanted to beat Diego Costa. Fran, who was hit by Costa and fell to the ground, ignored his dizzy head and lay down on the ground. Tired and blind, he waved his hand and tried to grab Marcelo's leg.
Real Madrid's attack fell through, and the referee blew his whistle again. At the beginning, he complained about Costa and Fran again. After seeing that Fran hadn't stood up, he realized that something was wrong.The players in the Atletico Madrid half noticed the bad situation. Diego Forlan felt tired seeing Costa surrounded by Real Madrid defenders, but he still had to bring his teammates forward to stop him.
Fran felt safe at the moment when he was surrounded by his teammates. He lay down on the ground and looked up to feel the dazzling lights around the stadium, the dizziness after the impact on the back of his head, and the piercing sound that filled his ears like new chalk being ground on a blackboard. fade away.Fran shook his concussed head slightly, and felt that there was nothing wrong with him and wanted to stand up.However, things turned out to be contrary to expectations. Just now, Fran's focus was not on his right leg, but just as the leg moved, the pain sensation was dull, but poured into Fran's brain overwhelmingly.
While the two sides were still pushing and shoving, Fran gritted his teeth and took out the shin guard that was broken in two from his right leg sock, raised his hand and threw it on the court.Fran tried to stand up on his elbows, and the bystanders unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the problem was not serious.But he failed. The severe pain in his right leg twisted his whole face together. Casillas, the captain, looked back at him worriedly, but had to stand at the front of the team to negotiate.Ramos quickly helped him sit up to prevent him from causing secondary damage. Looking at Fran's broken shin guards on the ground and the stress marks on the shin guards, he already had the worst guess, "How do you feel?" Before Fran could answer, he kept repeating "Tell me it's okay, tell me it's okay, tell me it's okay..."
Fran looked at his legs, feeling weaker than ever.People said the day before that he could do anything for Real Madrid, but now he can't even stand.He tried his best to control his raised arms not to tremble. Ramos hurriedly yelled "stretcher" to the sidelines. Fran took a few deep breaths and clenched his fists. The pain didn't seem so important.
Diego Forlan tried his best to prevent the Real Madrid players from rushing up and tearing up Costa. He finally realized the popularity of Forlan in Real Madrid, but he couldn't help himself to look at Forlan's state.He has never had any injuries in the past few years, and he has played full-time in the past two or three seasons. Even if their football circles are discussing whether he is really born with a steel frame, the reality tells him that he is not.
He couldn't see the injury in Fran's leg, and subconsciously shifted to his face. His eye circles were red because of physical pain, and what formed a clear difference was the expressionless face of a bystander.What is he thinking?Regret, curse, or...?
The next moment, the gazes of Diego Forlan and Francisco Alvarez collided. The direct gaze made Diego Forlan sweat on his back. The Real Madrid defender was obviously silent, but his eyes were shining brightly. However, Diego Fran, who has experienced the storm, worked hard for a long time to control himself so as not to retreat subconsciously.Regret, curse?
His eyes are clearly resentment, but the target is not Diego Costa, because he is not targeting the individual, but the entire team.
Fran didn't say a word and allowed the Real Madrid team to carry him off the field on a stretcher. He neither yelled at him nor cried bitterly. His silent appearance was in stark contrast to the anger of the people around him. Wasn't he in pain?Or did he think of something more occupying his mind at this moment than the pain?
In the press conference after the game, Mourinho seemed to be infected by this silence. He changed his style of hating and scolding, and faced a series of questions from reporters about Forlan's condition, he rubbed his brows tiredly. , replied sternly, "The initial estimate in the team is a tibial fracture. We are also thankful that Fran's shin guards are of good quality, which blocked part of the impact."
The reporters who heard this reply collectively took a deep breath. What does it mean that the shin guards are of good quality?What kind of disaster would have happened to Fran without the shin guard that broke in two on the field?Isn't a broken tibia a serious injury for a football player?
Real Madrid ended the game 3-0, in which Diego Costa was awarded a yellow card by the referee in the melee, resulting in two yellow cards and one red in this game.But because of Forlan's accidental injury, no one can think that Real Madrid is still a victory in this round.
In the locker room, it was not the usual cheers after the derby victory. Casillas, who watched the whole process, thought it was caused by the deformation of the leg bones when he saw the shin guards of Fran. He picked up his mobile phone and waited for the diagnosis result that was urgently sent to the hospital.
Arnold Theodore, one of Marca's football ace reporters with a personal column, slumped in his office chair with his eyes closed, waiting for the results ahead.
Are there still few people whose competitive careers come to an abrupt end due to serious injuries?God favored him and created such a body for him, so would he be able to survive this?
Suddenly, the door of Theodore's office was pushed open, and his assistant held the door panting, "The team that went to the hospital got a diagnosis, which was more optimistic than we thought. It wasn't a comminuted fracture of the tibia, and there was no injury. fibula or patella..."
Theodore interrupted him, "Stop talking nonsense, tell me the final diagnosis result!" The assistant also understood the boss's urgency, "The tibia, the tibia is fractured, but the hospital has already started to arrange the operation."
Theodore couldn't believe his ears, "Cracked tibia?" He let out a sigh of relief, which was indeed much more optimistic than they imagined, "Depending on the surgery, it shouldn't be reimbursed for the season."
The assistant nodded, only seeing the slight smile on Theodore's mouth made him tremble, and said, "Next, it should be Atletico Madrid's trouble."
People who followed the accident were a little relieved when they got the news. Even if they are not Real Madrid fans, people will empathize with Forlan’s injury and imagine if it was himself or himself who was injured by Costa. What will be the result of the favorite player.
The iron man of Real Madrid had to undergo surgery, and it is still unclear what he would be able to recover after the operation. Put yourself in his shoes and think about it, would he have to be reimbursed for the season?
However, although Real Madrid lost a main defender, the game had to continue.Next up is the 1/16 round of the Copa del Rey, with Real Madrid playing Murcia at home.Real Madrid's defense as a whole was a little uncomfortable and impetuous. Arbeloa, who replaced Forlan, was fined with a red card. Even Mourinho on the sidelines was sent to the stands by the referee.Although it ended 5-1 in the end, it is a pity that Casillas' record of zero seals could not be maintained, but the duration of 62 zero seals has been beyond the reach of most people, although it still failed to break Abel Resino Once more than 200 minutes without conceding a goal in La Liga with zero seals.
But everyone knows that Resino happened to be the legendary goalkeeper of Atletico Madrid 20 years ago.
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In Fran's ward, Carvajal looked at his client with a gloomy expression, "Is it because the nurse didn't take good care of him? Why do you want to be discharged from the hospital?" Fran put aside the newspaper with the good news in his hand, " It's just boring."
Carvajal glanced at the pile of comic books on the bed next to him and thought he could start a comic book store.He knew that he couldn't persuade him, and he could indeed be discharged from the hospital 20 days after the operation, but he added just in case, "No one in Real Madrid can shake your position now."
Fran shrugged, "I know."
"The rest of the court will envy your good physique. If someone else is injured, the tibia and patella will be comminuted and fractured. You are fractured, thank God." Carvajal looked at him and showed that his body is recovering well report, still only a "I know" reply from the other party.
"Then why are you so depressed?" Carvajal asked Fran, and Fran glanced at his whole body exaggeratedly, saying that he still has no reason to be depressed?Try it while you are in the hospital for so long.But in the end, Fran could only say submissively, "I can't tell, I'm just tired."
"This club makes you tired?"
"I think it's me who's making me tired."
Carvajal didn't know how to answer the question for a moment, so he could only change the topic after a moment of silence, "Now the news is paying attention to this matter, most people are condemning Costa's actions. Let's add fire, how about ?” He knew that although his client was not a guy who liked to join in the fun, he was by no means a good problem that could be easily resolved, so Fran became a little more interested, “You didn’t speak up for me before, did you?”
"No, what do you want to say?"
"This game made me understand," Fran said in a light voice, as if he would miss it if he was not careful. "When I think about other people's competitive career, it doesn't necessarily mean that people think about mine."
He can indeed say this sentence, he is not considered a defender who has no small moves, nor can he be described as playing cleanly, but there is no doubt that he has never caused an injury to his opponent, even when he is about to lose his mind In the World Cup, he never thought of shoveling the Spanish striker off the field.
"...on the club's head?" Carvajal asked belatedly, and Fran looked up at him, showing the first vengeful smile that could be called refreshed since this meeting. , "Well, keep it in Atletico Madrid's head."
"...Then what will you do next time?"
"Then it will be explained with practical actions next time."
The manager actually felt annoyed by this answer, and he stood up resolutely, "I'll go through the discharge procedures for you."
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Fran, who was on crutches, was taken aback when he returned home, and asked Carvajal beside him, "Where's Mesut?" I went to stay at Benzema's house temporarily. But I should be back in a few days, so I can take care of you a little bit."
Although Fran was clearly on crutches, he really didn't feel that he needed to be taken care of, so he asked, "What about my Sisko?" After thinking for a long time, he realized that the name belonged to Fran's dog, and Carvajal laughed dryly. , "You can't expect me to remember to take care of him every day. I put him in the pet store, but I forgot to bring it back. Is it okay if I go and bring your Sisko back tomorrow?"
Fran, who already had a premonition that his dog, which seemed to have no hippocampus, would bark at him like a stranger when he came back, felt tired. He waved his hand to signal Carvajal to throw his bag on the sofa. You can leave now.
"...are you sure you can take care of yourself by yourself?"
Fran didn't say a word, just leaned on crutches and walked towards the living room, and waved his hand along the way to signal Carvajal to hurry up.
When Fran put himself on the sofa, as Carvajal closed the door and left, Fran collapsed on the seat as if he was exhausted.There are always some years when people always carry the sadness and passion that are eager to be inspected by others, and have too simple illusions and too stubborn paranoia about the journey.
Forlan originally thought that it would be no big deal even if he was injured for half a year, because no one in Real Madrid could replace him, not to mention that at the age of 22, he could sit on the bench for half a year in peace.
But now he thinks, maybe half a year when he is 22 is not the same length as half a year when he is almost 30.
[The glory shines on the Spanish sports world, and the white flag of Madrid will never be dimmed. 】In the afterglow of the setting sun, the sun gradually escaped from this mansion in Madrid. The first defender still had a plaster cast on his right leg, and the Real Madrid team song that he suddenly sang did not have the slightest enthusiasm, but looked pitiful.
[The charming club, generous, iron-blooded!Regardless of whether it is a veteran or a rookie, it is always respectful and excited to look up at its laurels. 】Fran stared at the ceiling of his house in a daze, and sang the song that was deeply rooted in his bones and melted in his blood, as if he was looking up at his unattainable dream.
[Come on Madrid!Come on Madrid!A noble and skilled leader, a world-renowned knight. 】Fran's voice was a little hoarse, as if he was convincing himself, or comforting the boy who had only this club in his heart and eyes more than ten years ago,【Go and win the victory openly and defend your flag. 】
【Go to victory in an open and aboveboard manner, and defend your flag. ] So he did this, because Fran knew that he represented not only himself, but also the club.
Every time he sang this piece, he couldn't control his excitement and broke his voice repeatedly, but this time he clearly grasped the pitch very well, but the more he sang, the more lonely and sad he became.
Fran controlled his body that gradually wanted to curl up, but was suddenly awakened by a sudden ringing of the doorbell.He scolded his manager inwardly, it turned out that he left so simply and neatly to toss his cash cow who was still injured!Thinking of this, Fran let the doorbell ring and didn't intend to open the door at all.
But it was different from the Carvajal-style blockage that Fran imagined. The doorbell stopped and rang again and again, and there was even the sound of knocking on the door like a gust of wind and rain afterwards.Fran had to stand up on crutches and walked towards the door. Atletico Madrid's diehard fans won't get the news of his discharge so soon, so they should just deal with him, right?
The moment the door opened, looking at the 1.9-meter tall man standing outside the door, Fran suddenly lost his language function.
"On the training day of the national team, I happened to check on your condition for the head coach. He didn't really believe what the newspaper said, and he always thought it was too ideal. I wasn't worried at all. I don't know you yet." 1.9 The tall Mi Wu withdrew his fist that smashed the door. He glanced at Fran's crutches and couldn't maintain his composure when he looked directly into Fran's eyes, "Why are your eye circles red?"
Fran pursed his lips for a long time before he stopped trembling, "Leg, leg hurts!"
Fran's cell phone in the house suddenly lit up, and it was a text message from Carvajal who 'went swiftly', 【Have you received the gift?Ha ha ha surprise!Just ask if you are surprised or not! 】
The author has something to say: There is no small fan in this chapter...I think about the development of the fan.
After writing this chapter, the more I write, the more sad I feel, and I feel that Fran is just a poor child, and no one loves him.
So how can a mother treat her child like this?Just let someone out.
I also sent 272 and the dog away...
How many roles a certain person has in the next chapter, hehehe, it all depends on your comments.
Don't be a cat, it's almost bubbling!