[转载] C罗自传《Moments》（１） 转载自：红魔曼联中文球迷论坛 www.manut.com.cn http://www.manutd.com.cn/forum/thread-71827-1-1.html 我的人生之书 我的名字叫克里斯蒂亚诺-罗纳尔多。 我也知道这个名字对一些热爱足球的朋友来说意义重大。我也一样把足球看成是一生 中的最爱。这些朋友非常了解我。无论我什麽时候在场上，他们知道我怎样踢球，怎样盘 带；他们也知道我的风格。但是还有一些关於我不为人知的故事。 我的少年没有赋予我把我的人生变成文字的权利，当然这本书也不是想重现我的少年 时代。这本书就是想让读者通过它能与我共享到目前为止我职业生涯精彩的瞬间。所以， 这不是关於我所有生活的一本书。有一天，在不确定的将来，或许我会写，当然也希望上 帝保佑我能有一个成功的职业生涯可以写－－－在一本更多字数的书里。 我打算把书的大部分内容谢谢关於曼联。是曼联让我扬名立万，是曼联让我在22岁的 时候就变成一位足球偶像。我永远不会忘记曼联，因为曼联的强大，因为穿上曼联球衣的 激动心情。 这份心情只有在穿上葡萄牙国家队队服的时候才能体会。我想跟你共享一些非常有趣 的故事：一些关於我孩童时期的故事，还有当我离开我的故乡马德拉岛来到葡萄牙大陆的 艰难时刻。还有我会教你一个我们当地话的词，它是从葡萄牙语分支，世界上都没有翻译 的一个词，「saudade」 (to miss)。 今天，我再也没有了这种感觉。我的生活发生了翻天覆地的变化。我有特权踢球，为 曼联还有国家队。我有特权是因为我特别享受我做的事情－－他们还会付我工资。你会明 白贯穿全书的这些「时刻」里，足球是我最要好的朋友。这是我最大的魅力所在，所以我 会在丰沙尔（Funchal）跟朋友在街上踢球的时候，翻过了邻居家的围栏把球取回来。 　　正如我刚说的，这是一本我人生重要时刻的书：有的是欢乐，有的是痛楚，甚至痛不 欲生，就如同我父亲去世时的悲痛。 我希望你看完了各式各样的故事之後，你会更加了解克里斯蒂亚诺罗纳尔多，至少多 一点了解。当你读到这本书最後一个字的时候，你会悟出一个道理，就是你像一个足球运 动员带球那样的热情来欣赏过这些文字。我总是喜欢取悦别人。 到时候你就会知道，我是不是擅长讲故事。这些图片也有很大的帮助，读者们也请放 心，有一天，我肯定会写我的人生的自传。而同时我也想继续把我在球场上的照片呈现给 大家，特别是在英格兰穿着曼联的球服，或是在别处穿着葡萄牙国家队的球衣。但是没有 人可以阻止我热爱我的国家，也没有人可以阻止我把曼联放在我心中最深的深处。 2005年 帝汶岛 飞机刚刚降落在帝力卡莫德里机场跑道的时候，我看到了窗外让我难以置信的一幕。 一些人在耐心的等待我的到来，他们有的拿着照相机，摄像机，有的拿着欢迎我的横 幅。这真是太让人感动了，尽管如此，跟几天前我在东帝汶首府受到的欢迎相比不算什麽 。那时候，成千上万的人挤满了街道。他们都是想一睹我的芳容，想为我欢呼，想看到我 微笑，一个问候，一句话，一个签名，一张合影来的。我被深深的感动了。我为如此众多 的人群对我的热情感动。东帝汶的人民们或许从来没有如此近距离的接触过葡萄牙国家队 或是曼联的球员。我知道东帝汶和葡萄牙有历史的渊源，我也知道东帝汶人民非常热爱足 球，这是唯一可以解释我在帝力访问期间受到如此热烈欢迎的理由。不管葡萄牙什麽时候 有比赛，他们都会早早的起床，打开电视欣赏比赛。（因为时差东帝汶跟葡萄牙还有英格 兰有9个小时的时差）。例如2004年的欧洲杯，不管是从组织的角度还是从比赛参与的角 度，我们都算是伟大的胜利。尽管结果不尽如人意，对我们付出辛勤努力的球员来说我们 理应获得冠军。即使如此，东帝汶人民还是为我们的踢球方式骄傲，因为他们是我们的兄 弟姐妹。 当然了，在我出现在帝力受到热烈的欢迎的时候，我没感到惊讶，我知道任何葡萄牙 国家队的球员来了都会受到如此礼遇。但是现在我要说的是我的切身感受。我，毫无疑问 ，感到自己是个特殊的人。看到，体会到这麽多人想见到我足够了。这就够了。这是我一 生中最激动的回忆之一。而且是永远难忘。 当我坐着吉普车来到总理马里卡提里的家里的路上，路上有几千人在等我。路并不是 很远，但是我们却花了一个小时走了几公里的路。在帝力的街道上一点秩序都没有了。警 察都无法将人群分开，这些人热情激昂，大声喊着我和葡萄牙。我又感动了，这是让人激 动的场景之一了。 跟着劳伦提奥，我们的葡萄牙青年和体育部长，当时他正在帝汶进行官方访问，我们 见到了马里卡提里还有几位政府的官员，有帝汶的体育部长，当他脱下他的衣服让我签名 的时候，着实让我吃了一惊。当我见到古斯芒，东帝汶国家最高领导人的时候，一切到了 高潮。我们热情的彼此拥抱。当我是个孩子的时候，我听过帝汶，知道的不是很多。但是 古斯芒这个名字对我们来说却是太熟悉了。因为他是出类拔萃的勇敢之人。 这是多麽的有趣，不光是因为你见到了与改写了这个国家历史的重要人物面对面，还 因为我们在他办公室时候的气氛，谁突然见到谁，都不知道到底谁是谁。应他的要求，我 坐在了他的椅子上，他站在我面前。他把球衣和海报一件一件亲手递到办公桌上让我签名 ，这些都是给他的亲戚的（当然他也留下了一个大一点的。）这是多麽有趣的事情啊，同 时也是一种荣誉。古斯芒是一个伟大的人，我很高兴能见到他。 东帝汶的访问快要结束了。当我想离开到雅加达的时候，我们被要求到市政体育场。 当我接到这个消息的时候，我仍跟古斯芒在一起，当然这不是一个好主意，那里有无数的 人群在等我。为了安全的原因，我们想放弃，因为警察完全起不到作用。这个时候古斯芒 说了，没问题，他会跟我一起去，保护我。「他们听我的，没问题。」东帝汶的总统保证 道。我又吃惊了，再次感到我是多麽的与众不同。 我们一起来到了体育场。这里我见到了我无法相信的一幕，有超过两万的人在等我， 高呼着我的名字。我既感动又害怕。但是古斯芒遵守了他的诺言：他保护着我，负责我的 安全，为我开道，让这里的人闪开我才能走进场地。这里的警察，居然正在照相！！我们 困难的爬上了正面的看台。真难以置信。古斯芒是第一个讲话的。他告诉大家需要保持肃 静，并且说大家不退後的话会发生惨剧，这样试图控制局面。当轮到我讲话的时候，我从 内心深处感谢他们，为我接受到的国宾级的待遇和热爱，以及在我永生难忘之日受到的帮 助。 如果说进来困难的话，那我走出去的时候就更困难了。警察继续拍照，而且人们想接 近我。他们爬上了肩膀上，来摄影照相。我的同事必须为我开路。这跟我来到机场的情景 一样。人们越过了围栏，跑道上面全是混乱的人群。这时候警察帮了忙，我才能登上了去 雅加达的飞机。 我在帝力的时刻是永生难忘的。我没有感到自己是个神，还远呢，但是我却感到了作 为世界着名球星的责任感和影响力。借助媒体，可以产生很大的效应，可以影响到在东帝 汶生活在贫穷的人。我将会把在帝力的经历深放在我的记忆中。我为给这个世界的角落带 来喜悦而感到骄傲。 如果我五年级的老师看到了这疯狂的一幕她肯定会很吃惊。现在，当会想到我因为我 拿着足球来到教室，也经常迟到的时候，她告诉我，一遍又一遍，「罗纳尔多，忘了足球 吧。你不能靠足球来养活自己，别逃课。上学是有用的而足球不是，它不能给你带来任何 东西。」我禁不住笑了。我在飞机上又想到了她的话。命运多舛，生命无常。那个时候我 根本没把她的话放在心上。不过现在我明白了她的用心。而且她也跟我的母亲，阿姨们都 说，她不会再对学生们那麽说了。我认为她做的是对的。她应该保持自己的信念。作为老 师，她给出了很好的建议，但是谁也不知道明天会发生什麽。不过我从来没听过多少她的 话。 我是一个成绩不错的学生。所有的科目里面，理科是我的最爱。或许因为马德拉，是 一个火山岛，而且有很多种植物，就像一个大的花园。这些都勾起了我的兴趣，吸引了我 的注意力。葡萄牙科技高教部长马里阿诺很高兴知道了我的兴趣。我们在一起玩过「罗纳 尔多地下足球」的手机游戏。一种被葡萄牙公司YDREAM开发的，是我来拯救足球世界的游 戏。我听到他对人们说，我之前肯定「非常好」，肯定是孩子们的榜样。 对自己後来没有继续深造，我也很遗憾，不过我总要做出选择。那时候我已经开始跟 里斯本职业队训练了。我已经被里斯本召入队中，继而是国家队。踢球和上学是鱼与熊掌 不可兼得。我开始慢慢的意识到这一点。我听从着妈妈的建议，深夜里还努力学习。但是 我渐渐的开始了跟竞技队职业队伍的日常训练，每次我上学迟到之时，总是感到快要虚脱 了。我必须做出抉择：我或者是继续我的足球生涯，变成一名职业球员。或者是继续为了 考试而学习。这不难选择。我在竞技队的一切都很顺利。我已经开始了每日的日常训练， 一队的队员都很喜欢我。我心里升起了成为一名职业球员的愿望。我在我母亲的支持下辍 学，她老是鼓励我为了自己的梦想打拼。 这是经过深思熟虑之後的决定。不过我可不是鼓励你们这麽去做，不管是男孩子还是 女孩子，尽管你们像我一样热爱足球。我还犯了一个错误。不是错选了足球，还是没有好 好的上英语课，「英语有个屁用。」上课的时候我总是这麽说。於是我就逃课去踢球。 当我来到曼联，弗格森把我介绍给大家的时候，我意识到这是多麽错误的事情。范尼 欢迎我道，「你好吗（用英语）」，非常友好。我站在哪里，不知道怎麽样去回答，因为 我不明白他说的意思。那个时候我想起了我逃的英语课。我还是需要英语的。 The book of my life My name is Cristiano Ronaldo… And I know this name means a lot to those who love football – the great love of my life. They know me very well… whenever they see me on the pitch, they know how I play, how I dribble; they understand my style – but there is a lotabout me that nobody knows. My youth does not give me the right to have my life story put into words, nor does this book intend to represent it. This book is nothing but an invitation to the reader to share with me some of the most fantastic moments of my career, until now. So, this is not the full story of my life. One day, in the very distant future, that will be written, as hopefully god will help me build a career sufficiently fulfilled to write it… In a book with many more pages! I intend to dedicate a large part of that book to the Manchester United victories, to the club that really made me famous, and turned me into a football idol at only 22 years old. I will never forget United, for its strength, for the pleasure I have in wearing the shirt. This pleasure can be compared only to that of wearing the shirt of Portuguese national football team. I want to share with you some very curious stories: I will tell you about my childhood, the hard times I had leaving my home island of Madeira when I was only a boy, to move to the Portuguese mainland. And I will also tell you about a word which is ours, with no translation in the whole world, apart from Portuguese: 「saudade」 (to miss). Today, I do not feel that any more. My life has made an extraordinary turn. I am privileged t be playing football, for being in the Manchester United team as well as in my country’s national football team. I am privileged because I do what I enjoy – and they even pay me for it. As you will understand through all the 「moments」 written in this book, the ball has always been a great friend of mine. This has been my main attraction, ever since I had to jump over my neighbors』 garden fence to get it back, when playing with my friends in the streets of Funchal. As I have already said, this is a book comprised mainly of moments: some funny, some sad – too sad … like coping with my father's death. I hope that by the end of these sundry stories you will get to know Cristiano Ronaldo better, at least a little better … As you finish reading the last line I hope you will reach the conclusion you have enjoyed these pages with the same enthusiasm that you would follow a well dribbled football. I always mean to please others. Then you will see if I am a good storyteller or not. The images are a great help and the reader can rest assured that, one day, the book of my life will finally appear; but meanwhile I want to keep on unlocking the pages of that book on the pitch, especially in England wearing the Manchester United shirt, or on the world stage where Portugal play. Nobody can blame me for loving my country so much, not for giving Manchester United such a very special place in my heart. ─────────────────────────────────────── Timor 2005 The plane had just touched down on the COMODORO AIRPORT runway in DILI. I looked through the window and I could not believe my eyes. A small crowd was patiently waiting for my arrival, with cameras or camcorders in one hand and white pieces of paper or welcome posters in the other. It was impressive, but this was noting when compared with what waited for me during the rest of the day I spent in the capital of east Timor. The streets were filled with thousands of people. They all came just to see me, to wave at me, to get a smile, a greeting, a word, an autograph, a picture of me. I was moved. I was impressed with the great interest of that entire population in me. The Timorese had probably never before been that close to a football player from the Portuguese national football team or Manchester United. I know that Timor and Portugal do have a crossed historical past, and I also know that the Timorese love football and this great passion is the only thing capable of explaining such great enthusiasm during my visit of Dili. Whenever Portugal is playing, they wake up at dawn and turn on the TV to enjoy the excitement of the game (due to the time zone, on that side of he world they are nine hours ahead of Portugal and England). For instance, that was what happened during Euro 2004: a great success for our country both in the organization and our sporting participation, although with a sad and frustrating end for those who worked so hard and deserved to win the European Championship. Despite this defeat, the Timorese were proud of the way we fought, as they are like brothers to us. Therefore, there was no surprise to see the euphoria caused by my presence in Dili, and I am sure the same would have happened with any other member of the Portuguese national football team. But right now I am talking about the feelings I had myself. I felt, undeniably, a very special person. To see and experience the joy of so many people who wanted to see me in person was enough. It was enough. It was one of the most striking and intense experiences of my life. It was also one I will never forget. During my drive in a jeep up to the residence of the Prime Minister, Mari Alkatiri, I was thousands of people. It was a short distance, but it took me more than an hour to cover a few kilometers. In the streets of Dili there was total confusion and not even the police were able to scatter the crowd, who ere euphoric with my presence, shouting out my name and that of Portugal. Impressive. It was one of those moments that give you goose pimples … Accompanied by Laurentino Dias, Secretary of State for Youth and Sports of Portugal, who was in Timor on an official visit, I met Meri Alkatiri and several ministers of his government; for instance, the Minister of Sports of Timor, who surprised me when he took off his coat and asked me to sign the shirt he was wearing. One of the most intense moments occurred when I met Xanana Gusmao, the main leader of the Timorese resistance, who was now the President of the Democratic Republic of East Timor, and we embraced each other with vigor. As a kid, the little I knew about Timor did not mean much to me, but the name of Xanana was familiar to me from my youth, as he is an outstanding and exceptionally courageous man. It was very interesting, not only for the symbolism of personally meeting someone of such importance in shaping the history of this young country, but also for the awkward situation he created when we were in his office. Whoever came in all of a sudden would not know who was who: at his request, I sat on his chair at his desk; he was standing, in front of me. He was passing sweaters and posters to me and I was signing them. They ere souvenirs for his family (and he has a considerable one …). It was a funny situation, but also an honor. Xanana Gusmao is a great man and I was very pleased to meet him. The visit to East Timor was about to end. But before continuing with my journey to Jakarta my presence was required at the Municipal Stadium of Dili. I was still with Xanana Gusmao when the information came that it could be a bad idea to go to the stadium, where an immense crowd was waiting for me. For security reasons my visit was not advisable, since the number of police officers was for from me. For security reasons my visit was not advisable, since the number of police officers was far from ideal. Here Xanana Gusmao spoke out, saying that there would be no problem, as he would accompany me to the stadium and would help protect me. 「They listen to me, there is no problem,」 guaranteed the president of the Republic of East Timor. I was surprised and I felt special once again. We went to the stadium. Here I witnessed something I could never imagine: more than twenty thousand people waiting for me, shouting my name. I was moved and scared at the same time. But Xanana Gusmao was true to his word: he escorted me, took charge of security and made way for me to pass, convincing the Timorese to move so that I could get onto the pitch. The police officers, led by the crowd, were even taking pictures!... It was difficult, but we managed to climb up to the stadium grandstand. It was incredible. Xanana Gusmao was the first to speak to the crowd. He asked for calm and pointed out the danger of a catastrophe if the crowd would not keep back, thus attempting to quieten down the euphoria. When my turn came to speak I thanked them from the bottom of my heart, for the State honors I received, the love, and the support I felt during that memorable day. If my arrival had been complicated, the moment to leave the stadium was even more difficult. The police continued to take pictures of me and the crowd wanted to get close to me. They were climbing over each other just to get an autograph or to take a picture. Mu companions had to clear a path for me. It was the same scene when I arrived at the airport. People jumping over the fence, the runway invaded, a great confusion. Here the police intervened, and only then was I able to get on the plane that would take me to Jakarta. The moments I spent in Dili were unforgettable and enhancing. I do not feel like a good, for from it, but this showed me the responsibility of being a world famous football player and the effect that someone with my media influence can have, even more so when we are dealing with a people who live in poverty like the Timorese. I shall keep the emotions I experienced in Dili well preserved in my album of memories. I feel proud for the little joy I brought to that corner of the world. My fifth grade teacher would also be surprised if she could have witnessed that episode. Today, I cannot stop myself from smiling while recalling her concern whenever I came to class – sometimes late – with the ball in one hand. 「Ronaldo, forget the ball,」 she would say over and over again. 「The ball will not feed you. Do not miss classes. School is what really matters to you not the ball, that will not bring you anything in life.」 I recalled her words as I was getting on the plane. Life is full of surprises. At the time I would listen to her without paying much attention. But today I understand her and, although she keeps on saying to my mother and my aunt that she will never make this type of comment again to a student, I still think she did the right thing and that she must keep on following her belief. As a teacher, she did her job, and it was a good piece of advice, as we never know what tomorrow brings. But I never paid much attention to her. I was a reasonable student. Of all the subjects, Science was always my favorite. Maybe it is because Madeira, my island, is volcanic and has a wide variety of plants that turn it into a magnificent garden. These classes attracted my interest and all my attention was focused on them. The Portuguese minister for Science, Technology and Higher Education, Mariano Gago, was pleased to learn about my interest. We were together at the launching of my game for mobile phones 「Cristiano Ronaldo Underworld Football」 – a special initiative of the Portuguese company YDreams where I have to save the football world. I heard him saying in public that I must have been 「quite good」 and that I was an example to children. I am sorry I did not study more, but I had to make a choice in my life. I had just started training in the Sporting professional team, I had already been called up to play in the Lisbon team and then the national football team. To study and to play football at the same time was incompatible, and I started to slowly realize that. Following my mother’s advice, I even tried to study at night. But I started to have regular training sessions with Sporting's professional squad and I would frequently arrive late at school feeling tired and worn out. I had to choose: whether I would follow a professional career as a football player or dedicate myself to studying for exam. It was not a very hard decision to make: at Sporting everything was going very well, I already trained on a daily basis with the first team and they liked me. I had hopes of becoming a professional football player some day. I left school with the support of my mother, who always encourafed me to fight for what I desired. I did not do this without thinking, but there was a decision that I do not advise any young man or woman to make, even those who live football as much as I do. I made a mistake. Not for choosing a football career but for not appreciating my English education. 「What would I want to know English for?」 I kept on saying whenever I had a class. I would invariably skip it to go and play football. When I arrived in Manchester and Alex Ferguson presented me to the squad I understood that it was a mistake. Van Nistelrooy welcomed me. 「How are you?」 he asked me, in a friendly way. I stood there, looking at him without knowing what to answer, as I could not understand a word he was saying. Then I remembered all the English classes I had skipped. I needed English after all … -- ★ ╔╦═╮╔╮ ╭╔╮ ╭╔╦═╮ ╔╮╔╮╭╦═╮╔╮═╮ ☆ ☆ ╠╬╦╯╠╣ ║╠╣ ║╠╣ ║ ╠╣╠╣╠╬═╣╠╣ ║ ★ ★ ╰╝╰╯╰╝═╯╰╝═╯╚╯═╯ ╰╰╯╯╰╝ ╰╰╝ ╰ ☆ ☆ SCORING MACHINE︰ Ruud van Nistelrooy ★ ╔╮═╮╭╦╦╮╭╦═╮╭╦╦╮╔╦═╮╔╮ ╔╦═╮╭╦═╭═╦╮╮ ╔╮ ╠╣ ║ ╠╣ ╚╩╦╮ ╠╣ ╠╬╣ ╠╣ ╠╬╦╯╠╣ ║ ╠╣╚═╬╣ ╰╝ ╰╰╩╩╯╰═╩╝ ╚╝ ╚╩═╯╰╩═╯╰╝╰╯╰╩═╯═╩╯╰═╩╝ --

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