If you can't win, make sure you don't lose…
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Namimori Middle School…
"TSUNA! DAME-TSUNA!"
It was the teacher! Tsuna was in a deep sleep after all. Oh dear, everyone was laughing at him. How many times he got that, poor for him…
"Uhhhhhh… I'm…"
"Please read me the poem!" The teacher asked Tsuna to read. Dear, Tsunayoshi Sawada did not even notice it. So it forced Reborn again…
Reborn, watching him like that, had to put a bullet taken by Lambo. Reborn then aimed his sniper gun into Tsuna…
"Haizzz, Tsuna, you need some help again."
And he shot! The bullet flew really fast that Tsuna did not even notice, even teacher and classmates. Finally it entered direct to Tsuna's head, took him down into the ground. All of them were amazed…
"Hey, boss?" Hayato Gokudera first: "What happened?"
Tsuna just fell down for a while…
…and later, he suddenly woke up again, his eyes opened big and he quickly read the poem…
"The poem is…
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In the day, I feel so normal
But in the night, I become a star
Through Feyenoord to Nou Camp
I have turned into another dimension
From my old city Amsterdam
I raised my hand, swore to God
"One day, I will come to big beach
In a way I'm probably immortal!"
Soon at all, I joined the Lancers
Shooting down all the Orange Land
From a weak, to Total Football
I had been a miracle man
I turned the field into white and red
To become the Great Giant
Whole Europe remembered my name
Oh my life so extraordinary
I went to the land of bull-fighters
In the beautiful Catalan
Fighting for the La Masia
Welcome here, Nou Camp, Nou Camp
I blew up, making phantom
Scared phantom, scary me!
I and they conquered Europe
With the beautiful Blaugrana!
Aguante, mi amigos!
I created the next era
I always feel proud on it
In at all, nothing to tell
Moving to the great football war
At West Berlin 1974
Facing the tanks, I did not fear
We did cross through enemies
From Argentina to Brazil
We continued to march, to fight
We did lose, but we did win
Our hearts were all be one
Once again, I tried to go
But I couldn't be in Tango
I fell down, thought it was over
But at the end, I continued
The day I went, I taught my students
"The ball is an essential part of game!"
I came back my home, to say:
"Every disadvantage has its advantage!"
I helped them, I cheered them
In their pains, I shared with them
In my favor, I smoke cigarette
When I was in my bench, I said to my boy:
"If you can't win, make sure you don't lose!"
They did return, like gladiators!
They brought wins, and they brought gold
I just smiled, said: "Not me,
It was you who did everything."
From ArenA to Nou Camp
My name, my soul was on theirs
But in again: "Not me,
It was you who did everything."
I cheered up, when I saw my teams
Through my clubs, to my country!
I always said: "Do not fall!"
Everything has its difficult
I went down, sat back and claimed:
"Me and you, no difference
The difference was from your heart and soul
If you can, you will do better!"
Yes my boys, yes my boys…
And so it is…
Is that now, I have to go?
Nothing else, but Motherland?
I am here, in my last moment
For my breath from my soul
My spirit asked me:
"How much for your own past and present?"
I said this: "I led 2-0
And I will win no matter you deal!"
When I look back, I see myself again
When I was young, I conquered all
I grabbed challenges to victories
No matter how much you know
They called me "The Flying man"
But in my last, the wish I want
To be in my ordinary person
Today now, I see the sky
Is this true I must have to go?
Well I think, it's time now
But I will always lead and win!
No matter how much you know
"If you can't win, make sure you don't lose!"
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All the class came silent. The teacher who listened to the poem with others felt surprised, some even…
"Tsuna?"
"Uhhh… Yeah?" Tsuna woke up for the third times.
"Your poem… Well, it is really touching! Very good!" The teacher slapped much, he was amazed about Tsunayoshi although Tsuna did not understand…
Unfortunately…
"Your poem is good but… zero point!" The teacher marked a zero point and yelled: "IT IS NOT BELONG TO THE DETAIL I AM TALKING ABOUT! NOW GO OUT!" Tsuna fell down as the others laughed, even Kyoko. What a shame…
So be it, Reborn found that it was Lambo's fault… but to let Tsuna grew up, he would say nothing about Lambo's…
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Tsunayoshi Sawada, now stood out from the class. He did not even understand what was he talking. He just remembered that "If you can't win, make sure you don't lose"…
"Uhhhhh, zero, oh, I just read a wrong poem… but… 'If you can't win, make sure you don't lose'?"
After looking for a moment, Tsuna felt he just got… mad at that moment, a mad fault. So he bowed his head again. Poor Dame-Tsuna…
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"Thank you, for your poem!"
Huh? Tsunayoshi Sawada looked around! It was a voice, full of European accent. He did not even know, until he saw a man under shadow of the lobby, in the left. A man who was really tall. Tsuna then asked…
"Who… are… you?"
He did not reply his answer. Instead, he just took a moment and told this…
"Als je niet ken winnen, moet je zorgen dat je niet verliest. In zekere zin ben ik waarschijnlijk onsterfelijk." (If you can't win, make sure you don't lose. In a way I'm probably immortal.)
"Please, who are you?"
He then left, he left with something. He really thanked him, for this. The poem, although not related to the teacher's lesson, had also caused him to come. Tsuna tried to come closer, tried to know, but as much as he tried, the only thing Tsuna saw was…
He was disappearing…
"Sir? May you… teach me?" Tsuna wondered: "Can you please stay…"
The man… he only took this question to answer. It was the last…
"I know… but I can't. Your future, is on your hand. You may not be like a player, but if you can't win, make sure you don't lose. I will always be with you, and thank you… Giotto… for calling me here…"
Tsuna wanted him to stay, but finally, he had gone. His disappearance marked with a black-white photo the day when he crossed a goalkeeper for many years ago… Tsuna put it and saw…
The man, he had black-short hair, looked charming and very calm…
Tsuna kept it, in order to remember him…
Yeah, remember…
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I just heard the death of Johan Cruyff, so in memory of him, I will give you this story.
R.I.P. Johan Cruyff, you will never be forgotten
Ik hoorde net dood van Johan Cruyff, dus ter nagedachtenis aan hem, zal ik u dit verhaal te geven.
R.I.V. Johan Cruijff, zul je nooit worden vergeten