Confidential information that arrives fresh to Barcelona. The anger of CristianoRonaldo in Real Madrid begins to be sidereal dimensions.
Friends of Leo Messi have sent him this information recently, as Diario Gol has learned . The Luso crack has been like a motorcycle. It is about to explode.
Cristiano's relationships in Madrid's dressing room are still somewhat opaque. The star goes to his and, now, with fewer friends in the template, he is more and more on his own.
He works as usual, he tries hard, but he does not feel as comfortable without Pepe , James or Coentrao, his best friends. He keeps Marcelo, but their relationship has always been a bit special.
With Sergio Ramos we have also been muddied things. The one of Beds does not share the arrogant character of the Luso nor those declarations that leave badly the young players.
At Barça they all play for Messi
It seems that Ronaldo has more and more days counted in Madrid. And that being less comfortable in the dressing room, plays worse.
That's what Messi has told him , who is thinking that he should take advantage of this year to mark the differences again.
There is one thing that Madrid does and not Barça:neglecting its star. A Messi have it well pampered. He is the highest paid player in the world and keeps his friends in the locker room.
Cristiano has Benzema as a partner in the field, but both are increasingly unfocused. The League is becoming very uphill to the Portuguese crack.
Isco does not help
And to camouflage this lack of effectiveness, Ronaldo insists on his theory: the template is less competitive and thus it is impossible for him to mark the differences.
While Barça all play for Messi, especially his inseparable partner Luis Suarez , in Madrid every time they play less for Cris. Isco , especially, does his.
This explains -as explained by CR7- that his goalscoring data in the League are disastrous: two goals in 10 games . In Champions , however, he has eight goals in just five games. The world upside down.
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