罗梅卢·卢卡库(Romelu Lukaku),这位比利时前锋是世界足坛最受关注的球星之一,却有着很多不为人知的过去。在2018世界杯开赛前,他在The PlayersTribune(《球星看台》)上撰文 I've Got Some Things to Say,回忆自己过去的时光与成长的历程。




The next season, I was still finishing up my last year of high school and playing in the Europa League at the same time. I used to have to take a big bag to school so I could catch a flight in the afternoon. We won the league by a mile, and I finished second for African Player of the Year. It was just … crazy.




I actually expected all that to happen, but maybe not so fast. All of sudden, the media was building me up, and putting all these expectations on me. Especially with the national team. For whatever reason, I just wasnt playing well for Belgium. It wasnt working out.




But, yo - come on. I was 17! 18! 19!




When things were going well, I was reading newspapers articles and they were calling me Romelu Lukaku, the Belgian striker.




When things werent going well, they were calling me Romelu Lukaku, the Belgian striker of Congolese descent.




If you dont like the way I play, thats fine. But I was born here. I grew up in Antwerp, and Liège and Brussels. I dreamed of playing for Anderlecht. I dreamed of being Vincent Kompany. Ill start a sentence in French and finish it in Dutch, and Ill throw in some Spanish or Portuguese or Lingala, depending on what neighborhood were in.






Im Belgian.




Were all Belgian. Thats what makes this country cool, right?




I dont know why some people in my own country want to see me fail. I really dont. When I went to Chelsea and I wasnt playing, I heard them laughing at me. When I got loaned out to West Brom, I heard them laughing at me.




But its cool. Those people werent with me when we were pouring water in our cereal. If you werent with me when I had nothing, then you cant really understand me.




You know whats funny? I missed 10 years of Champions League football when I was a kid. We never could afford it. I would come into school and all the kids would be talking about the final, and Id have no idea what happened. I remember back in 2002, when Madrid played Leverkusen, everybody was like, The volley! Oh my God, the volley!




I had to pretend like I knew what they were talking about.




Two weeks later, we were sitting in computer class, and one of my friends downloaded the video off the Internet, and I finally saw Zidane smash it into the top corner with his left.




That summer, I went over to his house so I could watch Ronaldo Fenomeno in the World Cup Final. Everything else from that tournament is just a story I heard from the kids at school.




Ha! I remember I had holes in my shoes in 2002. Big holes.