[轉載] C羅自傳《Moments》（１２）

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[轉載] C羅自傳《Moments》（１２）

轉載自：紅魔曼聯中文球迷論壇 www.manut.com.cn
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    媽媽的兒子 


    我的家庭對我來說意味著一切。這些瞭解我的人，我生活在他們周圍，我的媽媽，我
的兄弟姐妹，我的姐夫還有我堂兄弟努諾。


    我彷彿記得從我到里斯本競技的時候，我才真正的離開了他們，獨自一個人生活。


    我學習去愛我的家庭。我也告訴過他們這些年獨自一個人住在公寓是多麼的艱難。這
或許是我為什麼懂得比小時候更愛我的家庭的原因。


    我跟我媽媽有一種比較特殊的關係。她一直把我當成是她的小孩子，就算是今天她也
把我看成是5，6或者7歲的孩子。我們的關係非常好。因為她教給我的一切，因為她一直
給我與保護，因為她一直支持我。她從來沒有放棄過我，即便是我加入了里斯本學院之後
。因為生活的原因，我母親一年只能去里斯本三次。那是她能做到的最大限度了，她常常
牽著我的手。甚至把我抱在懷裡。她給我了巨大的鼓勵。她也是我的朋友，當我有什麼問
題的時候常常去咨詢她，因為我相信我的母親，不同於其他人，用她的全力來表達自己的
想法，告訴我她想讓我幹什麼。所以我聽她的，因為我覺得她才是給我建議的人選，告訴
我該做什麼，不該做什麼，不管什麼問題。我最大的希望就是我的母親健健康康快快樂樂
。因為我愛我的母親。


    我常常擔心，當她控制不了自己的情緒，在看完比賽感到不舒服。第一次是在我的里
斯本首秀，我之前也說過。我在首場比賽進球她馬上就在體育場內接受了醫護，因為太激
動了，當我打進第二個球的時候她又那樣了。


    在2004年歐洲杯葡萄牙大戰英格蘭的時候，這種情況更加的惡劣。幸運的是，她很快
的好了，但是她沒有看剩下的比賽。為了防止更嚴重的傷害，現在她都不敢看我的點球。
她會看比賽，一場都沒錯過，但是在踢點球的時候她離開，等會才會再回來。如果她在電
視上看比賽的話，她就只看重播。我認為這樣更好。對我來說，幸運的是我並沒有射失多
少點球。


    我跟我的三個同胞關係都很好。但是當我小的時候我常常跟卡提亞玩，她跟我的年齡
差距不大。我們玩一般孩子們玩的東西，有時候還打架。我在朋友面前把她弄哭過，她氣
的瘋掉。我就逃跑，接著她就告訴我媽媽，一直這樣。


    跟烏戈，我們四個裡面年長的，我會踢足球，艾爾瑪是安靜的一個，但是最平衡的一
個，她給了我很多的建議。她或許說的話不多，但是她說的都是非常有哲理的事情。


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    羅納爾多---聖誕老人 


    我的6歲的外甥羅德裡戈，我2歲的外甥女萊納爾和7歲的比特裡斯，是我們家裡的活
寶。不幸的是我只能在夏天和冬天的時候才能跟他們呆一段時間，趁我休假和聖誕節的時
候。每次跟他們再一起都會感到意外，因為他們學到了一個新詞，一個新的鬼把戲，他們
之前沒有讓我看到的打扮。聖誕節是我們在曼徹斯特最愉快的時光。不想其他聯賽，狂熱
的英超沒有很長的冬歇期，所以我的家人全部過來陪我。我在曼徹斯特已經四年了，唯一
一次他們沒過來，是因確實是做不到。其他的幾年他們都過來陪我，讓我在賽季裡感到溫
暖。


    努力 

    傳統是一種力量。連聖誕老人都要在12月24號晚上在我家停留。直到我長大之前，我
一直相信聖誕老人。那時我10歲或者11歲，我發現這個神話人物沒有騎著馴鹿，也沒有花
白的鬍鬚。直到我發現之前，我也忘記是怎麼發現的，我的童年充滿了對聖誕節到來的渴
望。


    我會寫一個禮物單，都是我想在聖誕節得到的。聖誕老人老是對我很友善。但是說實
話，我從來沒有過分的要求，也沒有對禮物太苛刻。我會要聖誕老人的玩具。我得到的最
奢侈的禮物是一輛自行車。我把它看成是我得到的最好的禮物。


    在馬德拉，我們習慣於在25號早上打開禮物，在我們家也是這樣。在24號吃完飯後，
我家會到聖誕前夜的聚會。我媽媽會讓我很早睡覺，否則聖誕老人就不到我們家裡了。所
以我很快的吃完飯，早早的上床，想快點睡著，這樣就可以早上起來，跑到聖誕樹下了。


    這些記憶現在還是那麼的深刻。這也是我為什麼要讓這樣的美好發生在我的外甥和外
甥女身上的原因。我感覺在聖誕期間，沒有人像孩子們那麼快樂。也為此，我一年一年的
，滿足他們的願望，扮演著聖誕老人的角色。


    在聖誕前夜，快到午夜的時候，我悄悄的走出來。我來到我的臥室，把枕頭放在肚子
上，讓它看起來鼓鼓的。然後穿上紅衣服，戴上白鬍子。我背著裝滿禮物的包袱，偷偷的
出來。盡量的讓我的聲音低沉的喊著「HO！HO！HO！家裡有孩子嗎？」簡直不敢相信。他
們興奮得不得了，高興的不得了。但是他們也慢慢的長大，而且很聰明，他們也漸漸的發
現聖誕老人很像他們的舅舅。我不想他們的美夢如此快的就破碎，所以我決定變一個角色
。所以換我的朋友 Rogerio 開始扮演。他扮的非常好。而且有很多改進的地方，他從窗
戶爬進房子，而不是敲門。這是第一次我不當聖誕老人。但是這也是為了讓我可愛的孩子
們相信才這樣的。


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 His Mama's Boy 

My family means everything to me. Those who know me well, know that I live
surrounded by my mother (Maria Dolores), my siblings (Hugo, Catia and Elma),
my bother-in-law Ze (Jose Pereira), and my cousin Nuno Viveiros.


It has been like this ever since I was very young. I was only truly alone
when I went to Sporting.


I learned to love my family, and I have already told them how hard it was
being away from them in those years, living in Sporting's boarding house.
It was difficult. Maybe that is why I have grown even fonder of my family
than when I was a boy.


My mother, well, she is my mother, and we have a very special relationship.
I have always been her little boy, and even today she still treats me as if
I were a baby, or a small boy of five, six, or seven years old. Our
relationship is fantastic. For all that she taught me, for her constant
concern with my protection, for the support she has always given me. She has
never abandoned me, even when we had to separate when I joined the Sporting
Academy. Due to life's circumstances, my mother could only be in Lisbon
three times a year. That was all she could do, but she always held my hand,
and more than that, held me in her arms. She gave me support, and a powerful
incentive. She is also a friend to whom I often turn to ask fro her opinion
about almost anything because I believe that my mother, above all people, has
the right to express her opinions and tell me anything she feels like saying.
So I listen to her, for I consider her the right person to give me advice and
to tell me what I should or should not do in my life, whatever the subject
under discussion. My most fervent wish is that she enjoys good health and
that she is happy. Because I love my mother.


I worry about her, when emotion overtakes her and she ends up feeling unwell
during some of the matches that she watches. The first time it happened was
in my debut at Sporting, as I told you before. I found out afterwards, that
when I scored the first goal she had to have medical assistance inside the
stadium, due to the excitement, and it happened again when I scored the
second goal.


It was even more serious when she passed out during the Portugal-England
match, in Euro 2004. Luckily, she recovered shortly after, but she did not
watch the last part of the game. To prevent further upset, now she does not
watch any penalties I take. She watches the games – does not miss one –
but at the moment of the penalty she gets up and disappears, then returns
a little later. When she watches the games on television, she only watches
the replays. I also think it is better this way. Even though, luckily for
me, I have not missed many.


I have a great relationship with my three siblings, whom I consider
fantastic. But when I was small, I used to play more with Catia, who is
closer to my age; we played typical sibling pranks, mixed with fights. I
teased her in front of my friends. She got mad at me, I ran away, she told
my mother, and this went on and on.


With Hugo, the eldest of the four of us, I played football, while Elma was
the quite one, but at the same time the most balanced, the one who gave me
more advice. She may not talk too much, but when she does talk, she says
very wise things.


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 Santa Ronaldo Claus 


My nephew Rodrigo (six years old), and nieces Leonor (two years old) and
Beatriz (seven years old) are the joy of the family. Unfortunately, I can
only be with them in the summer, and in winter, when I am on vacation, and
in the Christmas season. They surprise me every moment we spend together,
for they have always learned a new word, or a new trick they had not showed
me, another prank prepared. Christmas time is when we have the most fun,
when we get together in Manchester. Unlike what happens in other countries'
leagues, the hectic calendar of English football does not allow for long
breaks, so my family has to come and visit me. I have been living in
Manchester for four years now, and only once have we failed to meet,
because it was utterly impossible. All other years they came to be near
me, keeping me warm in this beautiful season.


 To put forth effort 


Tradition is the rule, and even Santa Claus is obligated to stop at my house
on the night of 24th of December. I believed in Santa Claus until I was quite
grown up. I was around 10 or 11 years old when I found out that the mythical
figure does not ride a reindeer, nor has a long fluffy white beard. But until
that discovery – I cannot explain how it happened – my childish imagination
was fired with the arrival of the Christmas season.


I wrote a list of the presents I wanted to get, and I waited for Christmas
Day. Santa Claus was always very kind to me. But to tell the truth, I never
asked for anything extraordinary, nor was I too demanding about the presents.
I asked Baby Jesus for. My biggest extravagance was a bicycle, which I got,
and I cherish that memory as one of the best gifts I ever received.


In Madeira, the tradition is to open the presents only on the morning of the
25th, and that was how it always was at our house. After dinner, on the 24th,
my family went to the Midnight Christmas Mass, and my mother made me go to
bed very early, or else Santa Claus would not stop at our door. So I finished
dinner and went immediately to bed expectantly, wanting only to fall asleep
as quickly as possible, then to wake up early the next day and run towards
the Christmas tree.


These memories are still very vivid for me, and that is precisely why I make
an effort to pass on to my nephew and nieces the same excitement I felt about
Christmas time. There is nothing like the happiness of a child. For this
reason, year after year, I have been feeding all their fantasies, embodying
the cheerful figure of Santa Claus.


A little while before midnight, on the evening of the 24th, I sneak out of
the room, I go up to my bedroom, stuff a few pillows around my abdomen to
get that "belly", I put on the red suit and the huge white beard, then I
throw the sack with the presents over my shoulder and leave the house
furtively. I yell "Ho, ho, ho, ho," trying to give my voice a deep tone.
I ring the doorbell countless times and I carry on: "Ho, ho, ho, ho, are
there any kids in this house?" it is incredible. They get over-excited,
joyful as only children can be. But they are growing up and they are smart
kids. They have already begun to suspect that Santa Claus looks somewhat
like their uncle. I did not want their fantasy to end too soon, so last
Christmas we decided to switch characters, and my friend Rogerio started
to play this role. He played it perfectly, and he even improvised, entering
the house through the window, instead of ringing the doorbell. It was the
first time I did not pretend to be Santa Claus. But this was the formula we
came up with to keep Rodrigo, Leonor, and Beatriz believing.




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