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zidan_0020
𝙕𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙣 :
"this ucl we must have the character" cristiano thinks juve is real madrid or smt 😭😭
2026-10-18 22:31:49
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socrates3320
Socrates :
The edit is good but the song messed it up
2026-10-18 22:28:42
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jxbltof
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Ronaldo is actually so tuff
2026-10-18 20:52:22
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dar3al_r0sal3s
R0SA 😤 :
The goat of Ronaldo edits
2026-10-18 21:53:48
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critiano.ronaldo446
Critiano Ronaldo :
Ronaldo is the best '.
2026-10-20 00:50:29
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angel.vargas9943
Angel Vargas :
2026-10-20 22:29:27
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mmxhazey
🔱999🔱 :
Mr Champions League...🐐🇵🇹🔥💀
2026-10-19 09:29:15
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d4mi3n_rzxz
angel :
el único jugador que podía hablar antes de un partido
2026-10-20 16:04:52
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doitforjhav
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Mr ucl himself
2026-10-20 02:43:51
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walisson_107
𝑾𝑹𝟕 :
Ronaldo's mentality
2026-10-18 20:47:14
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mamadou_segpa_items
Mamadou segpa come back :
The goat
2026-10-18 20:42:39
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lifesahdream
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stumbled on peak
2026-10-18 22:30:22
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verooi09
VERO🪼💤💙 :
2026-10-18 20:25:33
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critiano.ronaldo446
Critiano Ronaldo :
Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuui
2026-10-20 00:50:32
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2026-10-19 06:54:36
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🐐
2026-10-19 06:20:57
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Ayala :
2026-10-18 22:49:39
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anneryoeikk
Cr7 Dos Santos Victor 🇵🇹 :
2026-10-18 23:53:10
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mimi_glazer1022
⛈️🌪️||Космик_Надо||🌪️⛈️ :
peak
2026-10-18 22:07:14
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itzsmezak
zakashi | RSS✌ :
goatttttq
2026-10-19 02:48:28
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luky_on_p1ko
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fire edit as always
2026-10-18 21:11:07
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novacareditz
novacareditz :
Nice
2026-10-18 20:12:53
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usuarixs01
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peak peak
2026-10-18 20:16:04
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On Friday, September 11, 2009, Patrick Swayze and his wife, Lisa Niemi, exchanged the last words they would ever speak to each other. After 34 years of marriage, neither had another conversation left. Three days later, Lisa was beside him when he died at home. Lisa later put their final exchange into words that were almost painfully simple. “My last words to Patrick? ‘I love you,’ and those were his last words to me.” Patrick was 57, exhausted by pancreatic cancer, and nearing the end of an illness that had consumed nearly 22 months of their lives. Bringing him home had been a difficult decision. Some people had encouraged Lisa to leave him in the hospital, where caring for him would be easier on the family. But she wanted him home, surrounded by familiar things, with the woman he had known since they were teenagers close enough to hold his hand. By late Friday night, Patrick had slipped from a state of limited awareness into a full coma. The chance for another spoken exchange was gone. Lisa and the family continued speaking to him, even though he could no longer answer. Those three words had become their final conversation without either of them needing to announce it. Lisa knew the man lying beside her as Buddy, the name she had used for him long before audiences knew Patrick Swayze. She had met him at his mother's dance studio in Houston when she was 15 and he was 18. On June 12, 1975, they married in her family's backyard, with Patrick wearing a light blue suit. As she took his hands, tears blurred her view of him. Now, in September 2009, holding his hand meant something very different. The cancer had been diagnosed in early 2008, after digestive problems and yellowing eyes led to medical tests. Even when they learned how advanced it was, they kept pursuing treatment. Lisa later described the two of them as realistic optimists, unwilling to abandon the possibility that he might survive. That determination made the decision to stop fighting the disease and concentrate on his comfort especially difficult. Lisa had spent months arranging care, watching for complications, and keeping her own tears away from Patrick when she could. In his final hours, she kept his pain medication close, determined that he would not suffer unnecessarily. Through Saturday and Sunday, the room became quieter. Lisa stayed next to him, holding his hand and listening to music. When she slept, she rested her arm around him and laid her head against his shoulder. The man who could no longer speak was still her husband, and she did not want those last hours reduced to medical routines. His younger brother Donny was there, too. Donny later remembered that he and Lisa were both holding Patrick's hands when he died. For Lisa, however, the most private moments were the wordless ones, when there was nothing to decide and nowhere else she needed to be. She could only stay close and watch his breathing. On Monday morning, September 14, she noticed how small his breaths had become. She watched his face and recognized something fragile and almost childlike in it. “I knew it was time,” she later wrote. Even so, she was afraid to leave the room. She lay down again beside Buddy and searched for the pulse she had been feeling beneath her fingers. A moment later, the breathing stopped. It was around 10 in the morning. Patrick had died at 57, with Lisa close enough to feel the instant his body finally went still. She would later remember every argument she wished she could undo, and every earlier chance to tell him she loved him. But on that final Friday, when Patrick could still answer, she had said exactly what mattered most.
On Friday, September 11, 2009, Patrick Swayze and his wife, Lisa Niemi, exchanged the last words they would ever speak to each other. After 34 years of marriage, neither had another conversation left. Three days later, Lisa was beside him when he died at home. Lisa later put their final exchange into words that were almost painfully simple. “My last words to Patrick? ‘I love you,’ and those were his last words to me.” Patrick was 57, exhausted by pancreatic cancer, and nearing the end of an illness that had consumed nearly 22 months of their lives. Bringing him home had been a difficult decision. Some people had encouraged Lisa to leave him in the hospital, where caring for him would be easier on the family. But she wanted him home, surrounded by familiar things, with the woman he had known since they were teenagers close enough to hold his hand. By late Friday night, Patrick had slipped from a state of limited awareness into a full coma. The chance for another spoken exchange was gone. Lisa and the family continued speaking to him, even though he could no longer answer. Those three words had become their final conversation without either of them needing to announce it. Lisa knew the man lying beside her as Buddy, the name she had used for him long before audiences knew Patrick Swayze. She had met him at his mother's dance studio in Houston when she was 15 and he was 18. On June 12, 1975, they married in her family's backyard, with Patrick wearing a light blue suit. As she took his hands, tears blurred her view of him. Now, in September 2009, holding his hand meant something very different. The cancer had been diagnosed in early 2008, after digestive problems and yellowing eyes led to medical tests. Even when they learned how advanced it was, they kept pursuing treatment. Lisa later described the two of them as realistic optimists, unwilling to abandon the possibility that he might survive. That determination made the decision to stop fighting the disease and concentrate on his comfort especially difficult. Lisa had spent months arranging care, watching for complications, and keeping her own tears away from Patrick when she could. In his final hours, she kept his pain medication close, determined that he would not suffer unnecessarily. Through Saturday and Sunday, the room became quieter. Lisa stayed next to him, holding his hand and listening to music. When she slept, she rested her arm around him and laid her head against his shoulder. The man who could no longer speak was still her husband, and she did not want those last hours reduced to medical routines. His younger brother Donny was there, too. Donny later remembered that he and Lisa were both holding Patrick's hands when he died. For Lisa, however, the most private moments were the wordless ones, when there was nothing to decide and nowhere else she needed to be. She could only stay close and watch his breathing. On Monday morning, September 14, she noticed how small his breaths had become. She watched his face and recognized something fragile and almost childlike in it. “I knew it was time,” she later wrote. Even so, she was afraid to leave the room. She lay down again beside Buddy and searched for the pulse she had been feeling beneath her fingers. A moment later, the breathing stopped. It was around 10 in the morning. Patrick had died at 57, with Lisa close enough to feel the instant his body finally went still. She would later remember every argument she wished she could undo, and every earlier chance to tell him she loved him. But on that final Friday, when Patrick could still answer, she had said exactly what mattered most.

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