Glory Greenery

Chapter 138 The UEFA Cup Decisive Battle - The Beginning of the Great War

After entering the stadium, Yang Mo first asked the head coach for a leave of absence and went to the VIP box where his relatives and friends were.

As soon as he entered the door, when he saw the appearance in the box, he suddenly felt as if he was not in the stadium, but in a western restaurant.

Because he found that his group of relatives and friends and Black Ye, all wearing his jersey, were sitting at a table, eating steak and drinking red wine, chatting very happily.

"Did I go to the wrong place?"

To be honest, after playing football for so long, Yang Mo has never entered such a high-end VIP box.

The decoration of the box in front of me is not luxurious, but it is very delicate and carefully designed. There are dining tables, sofas, wine cabinets and other items in the box.

In the direction close to the stadium, there is a glass door that can be pushed open. Going out is the exclusive stand of this box. The stand is separated from other stands by transparent tempered glass.

At a glance, Yang Mo felt that although watching the game here lacked the feeling of integration in the grandstand, it was a first-class enjoyment in terms of experience.

At this time, the people in the box also saw Yang Mo coming in, and Yang Yue was the first to stand up from the table, and walked over to grab his brother's hand.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Yang Mo smiled, "I'm just here to see how you're settling down, and I'll meet you all by the way."

"Yang Mo, you can rest assured to go to the competition, your chairman has settled us down very well, and even prepared western food."

It was Luo Yunhu who spoke, this guy has always been familiar with him.

"Be careful and have diarrhea after eating too much."

After teasing Luo Yunhu, Yang Mo greeted the others one by one.

The last ones who greeted Yang Mo were Chen Shanshan and a young man. This man was not too tall, but he had eyes and a gentle appearance. He probably was Chen Shanshan's boyfriend.

"Yang Mo, my boyfriend Xu Zewen is now." Chen Shanshan introduced his boyfriend.

"Yang Mo, thank you for your hospitality." Xu Zewen was very polite, and offered to shake Yang Mo's hand.

And Chen Shanshan waited for her boyfriend to say hello, but stepped forward to give Yang Mo a warm hug.

"You, you are getting stronger and stronger. I remember the first time I saw you, you were only this tall." Chen Shanshan said, gesturing with her hands.

"Sister Shan, that was two years ago."

That's right, it was two years ago, Yang Mo said with emotion in his heart.

When I met Chen Shanshan for the first time, he was still an ordinary person who was struggling in poverty, and went to the eleventh middle school as a foreign aid to earn tuition fees for his younger sister.

The Chen Shanshan in front of him at that time still made his young boy's heart throb.

Looking back now, two years have passed, and that youthful beauty has completely become a memory.

After greeting all the relatives and friends, Yang Mo told Black Yee to take good care of his sister, and hurried back to the locker room to start the pre-match preparations.

As the time of the game drew closer, McLaren, who had already explained everything, looked at the players who were about to go out with a serious expression.

"Boys, in the previous league, we performed a miracle and won!"

"But now, please forget everything before and listen to the shouts outside, new opponents are waiting for you, new honors are waiting for you!"

"Use all your strength! All your courage! Go to fight! Twente will win!!"

Accompanied by McLaren's encouragement, all the players in Twente immediately became high-spirited, shouted "must win" in unison, and walked out of the locker room.

In the quarter-finals, Twente is in the lower half, and because the lower half is the home area, Twente wore the home team uniform in the final match.

So when the two players walked out of the tunnel holding the hands of the caddy, the eleven Twente starters in red were as hot as eleven flames.

In the stadium that can accommodate 3000 people, at least 2 Twente fans traveled with the team today, wanting to witness the moment when the team may make history.

When they saw their players coming out, they immediately raised the scarves in their hands and shouted in unison. The soaring cheers shook the entire stadium.

The fans of Twente are like this, and the fans of Werder Bremen will certainly not dare to fall into the disadvantage. The same number of more than 2 people also shouted slogans and cheered for their own team.

At this time, the shouts from the two sides merged together, and no specific sound could be heard at all, only a buzzing roar remained, making the entire stadium tremble as if.

In the roar of the fans on both sides, Yang Mo, who walked out of the player tunnel, looked at the Bertoni trophy placed at the entrance of the tunnel, his eyes full of longing.

When he first stepped into the professional league, when he heard the voices of fans cheering for him, he found that besides money, he also gained a kind of power called support when he played football.

But now, he found that in the sport of football, he seemed to gradually feel another thing, that is honor!
Hard work, competition, hard work, harvest.

The reason why this sport is loved by so many people all over the world is that its unique charm is gradually immersing Yang Mo in it.

In fact, it's not just him. Looking at the surrounding teammates and the Werder Bremen players, which one of them doesn't want to win today.

Everyone is eager to win, and everyone is eager to gain glory, but only one can reach the highest peak in the end.

"Tonight, the only one who wins is me!"

Looking at the trophy and listening to the voices in the stadium, Yang Mo's eyes were firm.

"Good evening, viewers. This is Shanghai Five-Star Sports Channel. What you are watching is broadcast by our channel. The 2008-2009 UEFA Cup Finals. I am your old friend Lou Yichen."

"Good evening everyone, I'm Liu Yue."

It is already past two o'clock in the morning in China. With the voices of Lou Yichen and Liu Yue from Shanghai's five-star sports channel, the broadcast of the UEFA Cup final is about to begin.

Although CCTV did not broadcast the UEFA Cup final in China, several local sports stations broadcast it. On the Internet, Sky Sports and other online media can also watch it.

However, because Shanghai Five-Star Sports Channel was the first TV station to broadcast Yang Mo's games, and it had been broadcasting Eredivisie games in the past, most of the domestic fans who like Yang Mo would choose to watch this TV station.

Before the competition started, Lou Yichen and Liu Yue started to play together, "Mr. Liu, I am very excited today. How do you feel?"

Liu Yue: "Of course I'm excited. Yang Mo, as a Chinese player, reached the UEFA Cup final. He is not only the core of the team, but also the captain on the field. I believe all fans will be very excited to see this scene."

"Yes, Yang Mo, who is 17 years old and ten months old, has already broken the record of the youngest captain in the UEFA Cup final. This UEFA Cup is the last one before the restructuring. Every record created by Yang Mo will become the Absolutely!"

The more Lou Yichen spoke, the more excited he became.

At this time, the domestic commentators and fans were not the only ones who were excited. The whole Netherlands was also paying attention to Twente and the game.

Since Feyenoord won the UEFA Cup in 02, the results of the Eredivisie in the European war have fallen off a cliff, and it has been many years since they have seen the hope of winning the European war.

This year's Twente broke into the UEFA Cup final, which is the best result in the Eredivisie's European competition in the past seven years. The Dutch media were all present, waiting for Twente to create honor for the Eredivisie.

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