Approaching the gleaming glass doors of the mighty fortress where I was once adored by so many, I stuff my hands in to the pockets of my freshly woven suit.. running my fingers over the key to my Audi R8. Sweat lines my brow as I place a clammy hand on the metal handle and pull towards me..
Suddenly the memories come flooding back, the fans, the goals, the players, the trophies, everything! Ahead I see the owner and club president Florentino Perez striding towards me with a puzzled look on his face.
Perez: "Ronaldo my friend, welcome home!"
Me: *slightly nervously, looking from side to side* "Thanks for the welcome Florentino, it's great to be back"
Perez: "Yes, yes.. now come this way, the press are waiting!"
Suddenly the memories come flooding back, the fans, the goals, the players, the trophies, everything! Ahead I see the owner and club president Florentino Perez striding towards me with a puzzled look on his face.
Perez: "Ronaldo my friend, welcome home!"
Me: *slightly nervously, looking from side to side* "Thanks for the welcome Florentino, it's great to be back"
Perez: "Yes, yes.. now come this way, the press are waiting!"