[转载] C罗自传《Moments》（１４） 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 葡萄牙国家队 对垒俄罗斯的比赛，我做不到用进球以祭父亲在天之灵；但我在德国世界盃做到了。 葡萄牙和英格兰纠缠到最後进入点球赛，而我打进了最後一颗点球奠定了葡萄牙晋级 半决赛，我仰着天，振振双臂。这绝对不是预定的进球手势，一切从然地，此刻我认为是 最特别的。我为我父亲增添了欣慰，这是第一次公开赞誉我父亲。 我曾为他致词，但我忘记我所说过的，大概是「爸，这是为你的」之类的话。这是我 个人第一次参加的世界级赛事，我还打进最关键的点球。我觉得一股力量在背後支持着我 ，而这股力量来自我父亲，我很荣幸我是他的儿子。 就好像我第一次穿起葡萄牙国家队球衣，对手是哈萨克斯坦，地点是葡萄牙的查韦斯 ，当时是为2004年葡萄牙欧洲杯造势兼友谊赛。脑海深深烙印着这个日子是2003年8月20日 ，我第一次在球场唱起葡萄牙国歌时，那种气氛那种感觉让人十分亢奋。下半场我的国家 队主帅斯科拉里让我完成了我的国家队处子秀。当时我才18岁，而且早在前几天我也签署 了自己在曼联的第一份合约，事情发展得真美好，媒体开始盛赞一个新星的崛起，国家队 主帅为我祝福。明显地，我很开心。 自幼我已生活在一群足球员周围，但我一直都是表现出众那位，我没有幻想过我能做 到，但却不会因此让我想有特权。每个人让我感觉亲切，有爱护支持我的感觉。路易斯- 菲戈，鲁伊-科斯塔两位经验丰富的球员，一直都是给我最多建议的，他们教导我如何简 易快捷地进行调适。依据传统，年长的给予讯息给年轻的一直都是他们身负的责任，而且 尽他们所能让交替期越短暂越好，这是正常的现象。大家必须明白，上述两位球员一直都 是我心里专业的代言词。 尤其是路易斯-菲戈，和我站同一个位置而且我们风格相近的球员。他告诉我：「你 必须冷静，正常地踢球，做你应该要做的。想像现在你在球会踢球而不是国家队，所有事 情都看似简单了。」好的例子，必须跟从。如今，我尝试以行动告诉与我相同位置的葡萄 牙年轻球员他们必须干什麽。我不夸大自己的成就，就算是我确实拥有一个成功的足球生 涯。无论什麽时候，球队利益永远都大於个人成就。 很快的，我对葡萄牙国家队着了魔。一年以後我终於站在国家队的欧洲赛场，更为吸 引人更有意义的是，葡萄牙为这次欧洲杯的东道主。球队让我留下更多的印象，这或许是 我活在世上最美好的情景之一，为葡萄牙人的团结，为球队，为比赛，为夥伴，为和平， 为一切，我更努力地踢好球。我记得我第一场欧洲杯赛事是在巨龙球场，对手是希腊，斯 科拉里告诉我我即将在下半场上场。我赢得一个点球的机会，我亲自主罚，这是我人生里 第一个国际正式比赛的进球，为葡萄牙国家队进的球。我脑里不断回想这段美好的回忆， 同时，也不忘我们在最後阶段屈居亚军的伤心。我记得我们团结至上，融洽得好像一家人 似的，我们不忘在球员团结上作出贡献的人，他是这方面的专家—斯科拉里。 决赛战败希腊，我眼泪不自觉地从眼眶破堤而出，失望与伤心的表情在脸上浮现。我 看着围绕着我们，成千上万的葡萄牙人伤心的表情。花无百日红，事出突然且让人觉得心 酸，撼动了我。我们一路过关斩将，拥有一个神奇的欧洲杯月，葡萄牙人的公民爱国情操 空前猛烈。 我不能想像我们竟然丢失了冠军。令人感到奇怪不安的是，当希腊把捷克踢出局时， 我心里陈杂。「该死，又是希腊？难道我们就那麽有始有终吗？」心里不断出现的自白。 我们很有自信，感觉到欧洲冠军在不远处，可是心里总有些不安。 决赛的壮观气氛我有幸目睹，里斯本顿时聚集了大约210万人口。我没亲眼看见所有 人，但我肯定有上万名，步行，汽车，摩托车，自行车，甚至是船只（停泊在泰格斯河， 那风景真漂亮）。人们高兴地围绕着我们的巴士，由此证明他们对我们有所期待。输球破 坏了我们的心情，我哭是因为从天堂掉落地狱的感觉，我感觉失败，感觉只想独自一个人 待着。我从来没看过那场比赛。隔天，我们接获葡萄牙总统的召见。庆幸的是我很快就恢 复心情。事後，我明白我们踢了许多好球，虽然我们错失很多机会去赢得欧洲冠军，可是 我们还是不抱一丝怀疑，欣然接受一切。同时间我们也被许多人批评。那天下午，对我们 整个国家来说是个很糟糕的挫败，但我们仍感受安适，虽然输球，但我相信球迷明白我们 心情。事实上，我们在欧洲盃上有着不俗的表现，因此我们也获得来自足球界的赞赏甚至 尊重。 至今，每次在球场唱起葡萄牙国歌我依然感觉震撼，听着葡萄牙国歌，穿着葡萄牙国 家队球衣，是无比的殊荣，是很特别的经验，我没有拒绝加入国家队的理由。我已经为葡 萄牙国家队踢了四年的比赛，但每一场的感觉依然特别，是独一无二的感觉。在葡萄牙国 家队，我感觉我自己100%属於葡萄牙。为葡萄牙踢球是理所当然的，我爱我的国家。 ─────────────────────────────────────── 队长的臂章 通常比赛我都是队里最後一个出场的，无论是在曼联还是在葡萄牙国家队。 这并不是因为任何的迷信，也不是突发奇想而做的，而是因为我很早之前就习惯了这 样。然而，凡事都是有例外的。而这个例外就发生在2007年2月6日，葡萄牙和巴西在伦敦 的酋长球场进行了一场友谊赛。 与我往常不同的是，这一次我是带领着我的队伍，第一个出场，这天，是我22岁生日 的翌日。最主要的一个原因，这是我职业生涯第一次为葡萄牙带上队长的臂章，作为队长 步入赛场。我感到一点洋洋自得，但我尤其感到自豪。还有一个原因，这是我後来才知道 的，我是葡萄牙近80年历史以来，最年轻的一个队长。 我知道几乎所有看着这场比赛的人都感到十分惊讶，无论是在球场上还是在电视机前 的。我不能说这是完全适合我，尽管我还是感到有点措手不及。早在3个月以前，国家队 教练透露，他打算任命我为葡萄牙国家队的队长。不久後，教练在2008欧洲盃对阵哈萨克 斯坦前的新闻发布会上，说出了这个想法。 当我知道这个消息以後，我的心跳开始加速。尽管我知道教练任命我为队长这个决定 并不是立即会生效，但他把我的名字加诸於一个如此崇高和重要的位置，这已经让我十分 感激。 在我22岁生日过後的那一个晚上，我很自豪地把队长臂章戴在我的左臂上，臂章的旁 边是我球衣上胸前的葡萄牙国家队的徽章，紧贴着我的心脏。我感到十分荣幸。因为斯科 拉里之前已经透露过他的打算，但我能够感受到，当第一次带上队长臂章时的那种兴奋。 这种荣誉并不会带来什麽额外的责任，无论是在每天的训练中或者是比赛中，这都是我职 业生涯的一部分。这个臂章没有改变任何东西，无论是我的性格，我踢球的方式还是我的 生存之道；更无论是在场上还是场下。然而，这个臂章意味着很多东西。我十分享受带着 臂章的感觉，它代表了我职业生涯的一个里程碑。 那是一场特别的比赛，是为了对一位我很喜爱的人致以最深切的敬意。葡萄牙足协主 席 Carlos Silva 的离去让大家心里都充满悲伤和怀念。由於这个原因，我生平第一次拒 绝庆祝我的生日。我的队友见到我都会对我说「生日快乐」，在国家队里每当有人生日大 家都会向他道贺，这很平常。但是我婉拒了他们的道贺，因为这并不是一个合适的时候。 发生了这样的事情以後，做什麽都是不合适的，所以我不打算举行生日宴会，我的队友都 尊重我的意愿。 比赛进行得十分顺利，尽管这只是一场为日後做准备的友谊赛。我们打败了巴西，我 的目标是一直都这样，尽我全力去比赛。当我在场上的时候，我并没有考虑太多大家所说 的「责任」，我只知道，这一晚我是这个国家队的队长。我总会尽量做到以相同的态度去 面对比赛，无论是葡萄牙国家队还是在曼联，无管对手是弱旅还是强队，我总是带着一样 的决心，对胜利一样的向往，同样的愉快和同样的责任心。 ─────────────────────────────────────── The Portuguese national team Against Russia, I was unable to score a goal to dedicate to my father. But I did it in the world cup in Germany. I looked at the sky after I scored the last penalty in the match against England, which put Portugal in the semi-finals, and I raised my arm. It was not a planned gesture. It was pure instinct, in a moment I considered to be special. This was in fact the first time I publicly honored my father. I addressed a few words to him, but I cannot remember what I said. I believe it was something like: "You, there, this one's for you." I was in a World Cup, the first of my career, and I had scored a decisive penalty. I am sure that my father was, once more, very proud of his son. Just as he was when I wore the shirt of the Portuguese national football team for the first time. The adversary was Kazakhstan, Chaves was the city, and the match was a friendly one, in preparation for Euro 2004, which Portugal would host. I vividly remember August 20th, 2003. Emotion overcame me when I sang the Portuguese national anthem, and also when Luiz Felipe Scolari brought me on for the second half, giving me my first international appearance. I was 18 years old, and a few days before I had signed a contract with Manchester United. Everything went well. So well that, besides being considered by the media as the best player on the field, the national coach congratulated me. It was spectacular. My head was in the clouds. Being surrounded by football players I had admired since I was a child, and with whom I had never imagined I'd play, was enough to feel privileged. Everyone made me feel welcome, cherished, and supported. Luis Figo and Rui Costa were two of the most experienced players, and they were also the ones who gave me most advice, in order to provide me with an easy and quick adjustment. This is normal, for tradition states that the eldest pass the massage to the youngest, and they are responsible for welcoming them and for their fast and seamless integration. But you must understand, they were two football players whom I had always seen as professional icons. Particularly Luis Figo, for playing in the exact same position as me, and for his playing style. From him I heard these words: "You must feel calm, play normally, do what you know how to do. Imagine you're in your club and not in the national team and you'll see that everything will be much easier." Good examples must be followed. Today, I try hard to play exactly the same role to the young Portuguese international players that arrive in the national team, without over-emphasizing the status I have acquired, due to the success I am having in my career. Our need to belong, in whatever circumstances, is crucial to individual success, but mainly for the team's. I quickly became "addicted" to the Portuguese national team. A year later I was participating in the first European Championships of my career, with the extra allure of it being hosted by Portugal. I made an impression on the team, and it was also one of the most beautiful moments I've ever lived. For everything: for the union of the Portuguese people, for the training, for the matches, for our companionship and harmony. I remember the first game, in the Dragao Stadium, against Greece, and Luiz Felipe Scolari telling me I was going to play in the second half, then the deep emotion I felt. I committed a foul, which resulted in a penalty and then I scored a goal, my first goal in official matches with the Portuguese national team. I recall the joy of that moment, and the sadness of defeat, at the end of the game. I remember the way we all got together and became a family. The family of the Portuguese national team. There is a particular person responsible for this phenomenon: Luiz Felipe Scolari. I never imagined we would lose that cup. But curiously, when Greece knocked out the Czech Republic, we looked at each other with mixed reactions and emotions. "Damn, Greece again? Are we going to end the Championship with the same opponent we started with?" were typical comments. We were confident and we believed that it was possible for us to be European champions, but there was something that just did not fell right. The atmosphere on the day of the final was one of the most spectacular I have witnessed since I started to play football and may be even the most chilling. The Lisbon area has population of about 2.1 million people. I will not say every one of them was out on the streets that day, but I am sure they were more than just thousands, there must have been millions. On foot, by car, motorcycle, bicycle, even by boat (the Tagus River looked so beautiful!). The human cordons that gather around our bus showed how much hope and adoration they felt for our team. Having lost the final was frustrating for all of us. I cried amid great feelings of sadness. I felt lost. I only wanted to be alone and I stayed alone. I did not even want to watch the video of the game. The next day I left the house only because we were invited to a formal reception by Jorge Sampiao, by the President of the Portuguese Republic. Gradually, I recovered. After all, we had to understand that our campaign had been good. We lost a great opportunity of winning the European Championship, we deserved it, without a doubt, every critic said so, even our opponents. That afternoon was a terrible frustration for the entire country, but we felt comforted by the manner in which, even after being defeated, fans stood by us. The truth is. We gave a great performance in the European Championships, and the entire football world regarded us with even more respect. Even today, I still feel the same shivers down my spine as I felt when I sang the Portuguese national anthem for the first time. Hearing it, and singing it while wearing the Portuguese national team shirt, is a fantastic experience, and leads me to believe that we can never say "no" to our country. I have been representing the Portuguese national football team for the last four years, but each game I play is always special and the feeling is continuously unique, repeatedly rich in satisfaction. Here, in the Portuguese national team, I feel one hundred per cent Portuguese. Playing for Portugal is absolutely terrific because I love my country. ─────────────────────────────────────── Captain's Armband I am usually the last member of the team to arrive on the field, either at United's game, or those of the Portuguese national team. This is not due to any kind of superstition, nor on a whim, but because I got used to it very early on. However, there is no rule without an exception and that exception occurred on February 6th 2007, in the Emirates Stadium in London, on the night Portugal played a friendly match against Brazil. Unlike my normal routine, this time I was the first to come out onto the field, leading my team, the day after my 22nd birthday. There was a major reason for that: for the first time in my career I was handed the captain's armband for Portugal and it was as captain of the team that I walked onto the pitch. I felt somewhat vain, but above all I was very proud. Also because – as I learned later – I was the youngest of all the team's captains in the history of the Portuguese national football team for the last 80 years. I know that practically every person watching the game, either at the stadium or on television, was surprised. I cannot say that was exactly the case for me. Although I was caught somewhat off guard. Three months earlier, the national coach revealed his intention of promoting me to the position of captain of the Portuguese national team, sometime in the near future – he stated it in a press conference, which took place to announce the shortlist for the match against Kazakhstan, for qualification for Euro 2008. When I found out about it, my heart started to beat faster. Even though I was aware that his decision to make me captain would not occur immediately, the mere fact that he had suggested my name for such a noble and important purpose was motive enough for me to feel grateful. That night, the day after my 22nd birthday, I proudly wore the armband on my left arm, almost side by side with the Portuguese escudo embroidered on the shirt and close to my heart. I felt privileged. I was not surprised, considering Luiz Felipe Scolari had already revealed his intentions, but I was able to experience, for the first time, the thrill of wearing that armband. That honor did not bring any extra responsibility, for that is always part of my career, in every training session and in every match I play. The armband did not change anything. Not my character, not the way I play, or the way I am, either on the field or off the field. However, it meant a lot. I enjoyed wearing it very much and it was another step in my development as a football professional. That was also a special match as it paid homage to a person of whom I was very fond, and whose demise filled every one of us with sadness and longing: Carlos Silva, vice-president of the Portuguese Football Federation. His death left us in deep mourning. For that reason, and for the first time ever, I refused to celebrate my birthday. My team-mates wanted to sing "Happy Birthday" to me, which always happens when someone's birthday occurs during a training period of the Portuguese national team. "No, I don't want to, because this is not the right moment," I answered. After what had happened, the circumstances were not in fact ideal, so I did not want to have a birthday party. My team-mates respected my wish. The match went well, even thought it was only a friendly in preparation for the competition that followed, which would translate into points. We defeated Brazil and I aimed to do the same as always: to give my best. During the time I was on the field, I did not think too much about what people call "responsibility" due to the fact that I was, on that night, the captain of the team. I always try to behave in the same manner, while wearing the Portuguese national team shirt, or the Manchester United shirt, whether in a match against theoretically lesser opponents, or against teams that are considered to be powerful. I face up to them all in the same way, with the same commitment, the same determination, the same will to win, the same pleasure, the same responsibility. -- ★ ╔╦═╮╔╮ ╭╔╮ ╭╔╦═╮ ╔╮╔╮╭╦═╮╔╮═╮ ☆ ☆ ╠╬╦╯╠╣ ║╠╣ ║╠╣ ║ ╠╣╠╣╠╬═╣╠╣ ║ ★ ★ ╰╝╰╯╰╝═╯╰╝═╯╚╯═╯ ╰╰╯╯╰╝ ╰╰╝ ╰ ☆ ☆ SCORING MACHINE︰ Ruud van Nistelrooy ★ ╔╮═╮╭╦╦╮╭╦═╮╭╦╦╮╔╦═╮╔╮ ╔╦═╮╭╦═╭═╦╮╮ ╔╮ ╠╣ ║ ╠╣ ╚╩╦╮ ╠╣ ╠╬╣ ╠╣ ╠╬╦╯╠╣ ║ ╠╣╚═╬╣ ╰╝ ╰╰╩╩╯╰═╩╝ ╚╝ ╚╩═╯╰╩═╯╰╝╰╯╰╩═╯═╩╯╰═╩╝ --

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