We don't want to tell our dreams. We want to show them

No one did what I did last season and for this, I deserve the Golden Boot and why not the best World Player award?

When my family isn't alright, I get restless. It just doesn't seem right to me.

I'm no longer thinking of Madrid. That dream is dead. The only thing I dream about now is Manchester United and winning the Champions League again in Rome.

I prefer other people to make judgments about the way I play and to characterize me, rather me describe myself.

If I can have the chance to be the best ever, then that would be perfect.

Some fans keep booing and whistling at me because I'm handsome, rich and a great player. They envy me.