heir to the red devil

Chapter 1215 The Bloody Bernabéu

BT Sport's live cameras are constantly turning, and they are fully capturing everything on the Bernabeu pitch, pitchside and stands.

Crazy Manchester United fans in the stands, they cheered happily, like children receiving gifts.

Real Madrid fans in white jerseys, they were eclipsed, and a little fan crying in his father's arms made many people in front of the TV sad.

On the pitch, watching the ecstasy of the Manchester United players, the Real Madrid players had already fallen to the ground, and many of them were crying.

On the sidelines of the court, Mourinho still maintained a kneeling posture, his eyes were full of disappointment, and he looked helplessly at everything on the court.

Corresponding to them is the carnival of Manchester United coaching staff and Manchester United players.

Perhaps in the Manchester United team, Kintag is the calmest.He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and walked towards Mourinho on the sidelines.

"Dude."

Mourinho looked up, and he saw Kintag stretching out his hand to him.

Mourinho stood up on his own and did not accept Kintag's kindness.

"If you're here to comfort me, then it's okay." Mourinho looked at Jin Taige with cold eyes.

Jin Taige shook his head: "I'm not here to comfort you, I'm here to pay tribute to my respected opponent. You guys played great today, we have no difference in strength, we are the best performing team. It's just that Luck is on my side, that's all."

After hearing this, Mourinho looked a little better, and he sighed: "If you lose, you lose. There is nothing to justify. Although I don't want to, I still want to congratulate you. Champions League three consecutive championships, this honor It's amazing."

Kintag looked at the Manchester United players celebrating on the field: "The amazing people are them, not me."

Mourinho also looked at the Real Madrid players on the field: "It was me who lost the game, not them."

"I hope we will have the chance to meet each other in the Champions League next year, and then we will have another good game!"

"For the Avengers, I'd rather see that scene."

After saying these words, Kintag and Mourinho turned and left, each walking towards the players.

Ramos was comforting Asensio, who had been born. In the final penalty shootout, it was his penalty kick that led to the final defeat. Asensio was full of guilt. He knelt on the lawn and burst into tears.

Mourinho came to their side and he found that Ramos also had tears in his eyes.But he is the captain, he can't let the tears flow, he has to be strong, he has to comfort his sad teammates, and he has to take on the responsibility of the captain.

Mourinho hugged Ramos tightly, he said nothing, and pulled Asensio from the ground.

"Mourinho, I missed the penalty..."

"Marco, it's not your fault. There is an element of luck in penalty kicks. You are just unlucky. Don't pay too much attention to it. If I could arrange tactics more reasonably in this game, we might have won already. Wrong It's not you, it's me..."

The Real Madrid generals warmed each other up, comforted each other, and comforted the wounded hearts of losing the championship.On the same pitch, Manchester United players are celebrating victories and championships like crazy!
De Bruyne, who scored a key penalty just now, is the focus of everyone. He is hugged tightly by De Gea, surrounded by his teammates, and excitedly carnival!

"Kevin, I didn't expect you kid to play a spoon penalty on such an occasion, it's really you!"

"If I let him take the last penalty kick, my legs will probably go weak. How dare I play like this? You really have it!"

Kimmich and Kroos, who came off the bench just now, also returned to the field. Alonso excitedly tugged Kimmich: "How is it? What do you think of me?"

Kimmich glanced at him: "Everyone wins the championship, not you alone. What are you doing?"

"That's not what I'm talking about!" Alonso pointed in the direction of the Real Madrid camp, "Look at me in this game, defending Ronaldo was considered a pass, and I also destroyed Real Madrid's offense many times. Scored a penalty! Look at Marcelo, not only did he fail to defend Mbappe, let the French boy score, but he was sent off! See if I have passed him now, Become the world's number one left-back?"

Kimmich looked at him contemptuously, but did not answer.

"I'll take it as your default, hahahaha!" Alonso excitedly ran towards the celebrating crowd, "I'm the world's number one left back now!"

Kroos looked at Kimmich: "He won't play stupidly?"

"Hasn't he always been stupid?"

"Well, that's what you said."

Carrick came to Van Dyke's side. At this time, his face was not only full of joy, but also full of relief.

"Virgil, the future of Manchester United depends on you."

Van Dijk said hastily: "Captain, there will still be Brasilia after you retire. He will definitely take over your captain's armband."

Carrick shook his head: "I'm retiring this year, and Valencia is getting old. His contract expires next year, and the future is still uncertain. You are the future of Manchester United. After I leave, the team will be handed over to you. I hope you can take on the responsibility of captain and lead this Manchester United team forward!"

Van Dyke replied with a serious face: "Captain, don't worry, I will definitely live up to my trust."

Seeing Van Dijk's serious face, Carrick smiled, and he patted Van Dijk on the shoulder: "You have done a good job, you are an excellent captain of Manchester United, come on."

Kanter is still very restrained on the court. He doesn't talk much, even less than De Bruyne.He searched in the crowd for a long time and found Nainggolan at once: "Dude, I finally found you!"

"We won the championship, it's great!" Nainggolan said excitedly, but he seemed a little disappointed, "But it's a pity that I didn't play in this final!"

Kanter put his arms around his shoulders: "Man, because you and I rotated before, the two of us were able to ensure sufficient physical strength for the finals, so you have paid a lot of credit for this championship! Thank you, man!"

Two of Manchester United's toughest midfield defenders hugged their shoulders and carnivaled excitedly on the field.

At this time, Phelan and Scholes were also integrated with the players. They had long lost the serious coaching style they usually have. At this time, they were laughing and laughing with the players, celebrating the victory and the championship excitedly.

Among them, Kintag was surrounded by the players, enjoying the joy of victory.

The white lights above the head are particularly shining. This is a wonderful night at the Bernabeu. This is a happy night for the Champions League champions and European kings. Manchester United fans in red jerseys dance wildly, and Manchester United players in red fans run and revel.

The white Bernabéu seemed to turn into blood-stained bright red for a moment!

(End of this chapter)