🇧🇷 Brazil can’t beat Morocco: "Bad team"
🇪🇦 Spain can’t beat Cabo Verde: "Good opponent"
🇺🇾 Uruguay can’t beat Saudi Arabia: "Bad team"
🇵🇹 Portugal can’t beat Congo: "Ronaldo’s fault
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Crazy how Cristiano Ronaldo after a “bad game” has still become the most talked about player at the World Cup
Brothers scored hatricks and didn’t get this attention 😂
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When Ronaldo was banging goals during the World Cup qualifiers you guys didn’t know he was 41 years old ?😂😂😂
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yesterday is gone, now I have a real question! with the way Portugal played yesterday, shey na Columbia dem go come beat? 🥲🥲
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Last tweet on Ronaldo today 😂😂
Portugal win a game: “It’s a team effort, it’s not about Ronaldo, he should not post himself alone.
Portugal lose a game: “Ronaldo is too old, he needs to retire. He’s slowing the team down.”
Look at yourselves. No let agenda finish you 😂😂
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Exactly 👍
"It's a team sport. If you don't provide what you need to provide to Ronaldo like you have to do for Messi ... He won't have many opportunities."
World Cup winner Frank Leboeuf reacts to Portugal's draw against DR Congo on @ESPNFC
Can Portugal bounce back in their next match? 👇
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So where from all this narrative that Ronaldo slows their attack wow y’all are just haters
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If Portugal come 2nd, our possible pathway becomes:
R32: 🏴/🇭🇷
R16: 🇪🇸/🇺🇾
QF: 🇧🇪
SF: 🇫🇷/🇩🇪
Final: 🇦🇷/🇧🇷/opposite of R32 opponent 🏴/🇭🇷
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Didn’t expect that ending man 💔
🇨🇮 Yan Diomandé’s letter to his sister through @PlayersTribune:
“Dear Roxane,
Remember when someone bought me a fake United shirt, and I wrote “Ronaldo 7” on the back with a black Sharpie? We didn’t know what rich or poor was. We only knew happiness.
Remember the 25 people sleeping in just one house back in Abidjan? Mom wanted to watch her soap operas. Everyone wanted to watch movies. Remember how I’d always pretend I was asleep and then sneak to the TV room after midnight? I’d turn the TV way down low. Like, just two volume bars. I’d watch soccer in the dark and dream.
Remember when the grown-ups saw me playing soccer on the dirt and gave me the nickname “Roberto Carlos” because of how hard I kicked? And remember how I secretly got so mad about it, because CR7 was my idol?
Remember when I went to play so far from home? I was 9 years old. Inter Foot Sud Comoé, way out near the border with Ghana. Just a little boy all alone. I don’t know if I ever told you this story, but me and the other kids used to go to the village and steal potatoes because we were so hungry. We called it a “bank heist.” Two kids would distract the shop owner, and the other 18 would run off with two potatoes. They weren’t even good. But they tasted amazing. Hahahah. Even today, it’s my favorite thing to eat. Boiled potatoes with a little oil. It takes me back to those times.
Remember when I got my first real pair of cleats, and I slept with them? Growing up, I always played in those white plastic sandals. Even when I go back home now, I still play in them. It’s our tradition.
Remember when I’d come back home, and you’d tell my neighborhood friends: “Why’d you stop training? Yan’s not gonna buy you cars. You gotta keep working.” You were 10 years old, and you were already my agent.
Remember how we’d sit and dream about moving to France? How we’d go shopping, have our own apartment, and I’d be a rich soccer player, with cars and a big house, and you wouldn’t have to worry about anything. You were the one who always believed I could be the next Cristiano, when everyone else was laughing.
Remember when I moved to the United States for high school, at 15 years old, and I missed home so much? For months, I couldn’t understand what anyone was saying. They sat me next to a French boy, and he’d try to translate everything the teacher said. Remember when I called you and said: “You won’t believe it, the kids here argue with the teachers.” Back home, you know, we wouldn’t even dare blink at our elders.
Remember when I couldn’t believe the boys smoked after school? You used to say it felt like I was in an American TV show.
Remember when they took me for trials at Bournemouth? At Chelsea, Rangers, Olympiacos, Crystal Palace? Eze and Olise came up to me after a training session and said: “Hey, kid, you’re really good.”… but even then, they didn’t sign me.
Even the MLS B teams didn’t want me. I didn’t even know why. They never gave me a reason. The adults handled everything. They just kept taking me all over Europe, and everyone kept saying no.
My visa expired. My dream was over. They sent me back to Africa, and we cried together. You were the only one who never stopped believing. A few weeks later, I signed with Leganés, and we cried different tears.
That was back when I still had emotions. Now, I don’t feel anything. It’s like I’m not even human. Since you died, I’m just empty.”
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You're a city fan & your striker is the prototype of Ronaldo after 35
Ronaldo can drop the worst performance on the pitch and his fans will still find a way to blame his teammates for not doing enough for him. If he's truly the GOAT, why doesn't he carry his team through difficult moments the way Messi has done throughout his career?
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Who is this clown by the way and what has he achieved or accomplished in life to to be talking to the GOAT 🐐 like that
“We get it, we know how great Ronaldo is but at some point he needs to take a step back and not play the entire game. Yesterday, he didn’t offer them anything, same as Euros too”
- Darren bent
📸 @talkSPORT
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