You don't watch football, so you never know a road that will make people walk unswervingly for 24 years. For Italy, Milan, San Siro Stadium and Meazza Stadium, whenever we think of the songs in the stands, our eyes are always Maldini's mind. The road on the left side of the court, you haven't left for 24 years. . .

You don't watch football, so you don't know that there is a city in England called Liverpool, which is a port and a legend. There is a famous saying in football history that is regarded as a spiritual totem. There are over 500 years old people in poor health who have repeatedly proved its greatness. This is Shankly's life wisdom: football has nothing to do with life and death, and football is above life and death.

You don't watch football, so you don't know: sworn enemies are friends. Later, Puyol and Raul embraced each other and walked side by side, perhaps in Camp Nou or in the Bernabeu, but in any case, the turf under their feet for more than ten years was still lush and green, and their previous friendship went back to ancient times.

You don't watch the ball, so you don't know that a free kick can be kicked as a penalty. You are a master, but you have never been in a rich family. You are a genius, and eventually you will leave the leaves behind. In Lyon, in the stands of Gerlin Stadium, I am crazy about you every night. Will the customs of Qatar and Al Garaffa continue the French tradition, or will the Dharma people repay you with warm applause after you go to Brazil?

You don't watch football, so you won't know the blue tears in Moscow. That night, in Russia and Moscow, the last people to leave the stadium were the two strongest men. The heavy rain that night was so intertwined with the past that it was so sad. The poem that night conveyed azazel, so we had to touch the wound, and then, when it comes to not crying, we grew up. . .

You don't watch football, so you won't know how strong that man Barack is. Ten years ago, I fell in love with two people, michael ballack and oliver kahn. So, I fell in love with this football road for ten years. I stood there ten years ago. Ten years later, I don't want to say goodbye. . .

You don't watch football, so you won't know that they walk side by side for their dreams. Zulc, Beckham, Gary Neville and Scholes, I don't know what these four names mean to Manchester, but I know that the fans there never stop, and it is crazy not to fade.

You don't watch football, so you never know a moment can define a person's life, melancholy prince. Robert Baggio, his time was my childhood. I first met him that year. This is the view of the younger generation. It's a doomed picture in your eyes, full of melancholy.

You don't watch football, so you don't know that even if he is old, he is still a Neptune and can still be killed. Laugh and praise, frown and heartache. This is not a girl's admiration for you, but a boy's eager yearning for you, your beauty, your surprise and everything you have. After reading those 50 unbeaten myths, I can't tell you your gentleness. .

You don't watch football, so you never know how many tears a penalty kick will make. In 2006, in Germany, at the Olympic Stadium in Berlin, the little note that Kopchi handed to Lehmann was a lucky card of God, so the tears of Cambiaso and the glory of the Argentines stopped at the home of the Germans. 10, Green Point Stadium, Cape Town, South Africa, 4-0 match gave Pampers endless pain. From that day on, from then on, Argentines hated the Germans. . .

You don't watch football, so you won't know Cinderella really exists. Diego Forlan, he has an unpretentious temperament, and he has a legend that does not flow. However, he and matthaeus have the same title. When Real Madrid and Milan compete with each other, do you still doubt whether he is amazing or famous in World War I? Forty years later, when we met Uruguayans, it was not surprising that we realized that the world was not cruel. . .

You don't watch the ball, so you won't know the persistence of an old man's oath for 25 years. His name is Ferguson, and he is also known as Sir Alex Ferguson. Every night in Manchester, in the stands of Old Trafford, you will see the old gentleman with glasses. His mouth keeps turning, but what you can't see is that the gum in his mouth has been chewing for 25 years. . .

You don't watch football, so you don't know that tears can be a national hope. 10, when the national anthem was played in South Africa, Zheng Dashi burst into tears. We all remember that it was a country and a nation had a strong cry. No wonder you cried, no wonder you cried, so you stayed at Ellis Park Stadium in Johannesburg after the heavy rain. . .

You don't watch football, so you don't know the expression on my face when I heard the news of Tao's departure from someone else's phone. I looked at the poster of Bayern on the wall. I looked at myself in the mirror and couldn't think of any reason to cry. . .

You don't watch football, so you never know if a miracle will really happen in the world. In 2005, an Istanbul miracle appeared in Ataturk Olympic Stadium in Turkey. I don't know what words to use to describe Liverpool's carnival that night, but I have figured out what words to use to comfort the crying Milan people. Please remember the names of 14 faces on this court: Finnan, Carragher, Hyypia, armand traore, luis garcia, Gerrard, Harvey Alonso, Riise, Kewell, Baroche, Smicer, Harman, Cisse, and of course, Duddeck that you will never forget. . .

You don't watch football, so you don't know that football sometimes becomes beautiful because of mistakes. Diego Diego Maradona's hand of God seems to give us a reason to convey him. Behind those mistakes, we misread the beginning, so we smiled indifferently. This is diego maradona, and this is football. . .

You don't watch the ball, so you won't know what is sad and happy. When baresi and massaro missed the penalty, it was destined to be next to your melancholy. In Jiangnan township, by the river and by the willow trees, such a shadow is familiar to us. How many women's tears have been murdered by you, and how many men's sorrows have been learned from you, just because the picture with the same lens as Tavrel is too decisive. His raised hands set off your indecision. . .

You don't watch football, so you don't know how bleak the songs in the stands at Old Trafford are. Please don't take our Solskjaer. You don't have the talent of george best, the speed of Dennis Law, the impact of mark hughes and the temperament of cantona. What you have is the night in Camp Nou on May 26th 1999 and the following words: You are my Ole Gunnar Solskjaer, my only Ole Gunnar Solskjaer. When the sky becomes dark, only you can light it up. When the situation becomes critical, you can keep scoring goals. Please. . . I have known it for many years. When such songs are no longer remembered, we will still remember the legendary 1 1 year, when you were there. . .

You don't watch football, so you won't know.