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In a recent filter interview, Karim Benzema opened up about his time playing alongside Cristiano Ronaldo at Real Madrid and he didn’t hold back. Benzema claimed Ronaldo was extremely selfish on the pitch, always wanting to take every set piece: “Ronaldo wanted everything corners, free kicks, penalties… everything. If...

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