rushed home sweating, you appeared on the TV.
Now you are 34 years old and
98 years old. I was still a primary school student who insisted on getting up at 6 o’clock every morning and playing football.
on that year's World Cup, I know you, though only because of a red card mockingly
I believe that all young people love football will have a hysterical heroism
on this complex comes from the most primitive instincts of the pitch vigorous
and You are the one who brought me all this. From then on I started to pay attention to the Premier League and Manchester United.
I admit that I am a complete pseudo Manchester United fan
because all I like is that you are in the Manchester United
92 golden generation. Apart from you, many people are still running at Old Trafford.
I even I can remember the number 8 jersey worn by Philip Neville. The
99-year Triple Crown is one more digit than your jersey number. I am so excited
that you still have a long blond hair in the big ear cup. handsome mess in the reflection
you fork legs sitting on the lawn, his chest hung medals, trophies in front, this time has been a father you face the camera smiling like a child
and you say, I want to marry Victoria
I I remember the way you put Brooklyn around your neck,
but your gentle smile can't penetrate the haze you're leaving
Old Trafford should no longer have the number 7 jersey.
Manchester United is just a memory in my heart. Just
like you who returned to Manchester later said, you who left Manchester United are like a wandering child. The
2006 World Cup England was eliminated, limped off your pain uncontrollably
as a representative of the highest number of players playing in England, but after that you resigned from the national team captain
handsome boy had, and now understand the importance of responsibility
and Victoria, wife, mother, reclusive
year that I It doesn’t seem to be a beautiful woman, maybe it’s the best for you.
10 years ago, in May, the most glorious Manchester United in my memory
today, 10 years later, I saw it in the whistle that leaped in the stadium. You smile like the wind, and you
grow up gradually in this fading sweat and youth.
There are always a few people in your life who let us share the same joy and sorrow.
And you just happen to be one of these
happy birthdays, David ·Beckham
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