Green Dragon

Chapter 369 Happy 22th Birthday

"Tick tock..."

Gary Cahill seemed to hear the sound of raindrops falling on the blades of grass.

He couldn't help but let go of his hands covering his face.

It's raining?
Isn't it forecast that it will be sunny today?

Does Munich like London like sudden rain?

But he didn't see any rain, he only saw a leg and bright red socks.

These are Bayern socks, as red as their jersey.

But... the color of this leg seems to be a bit different from the other one!
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"Dragon! You killed the game!"

Gomez's "bang" slap pushed Long Shute directly in front of the goal, and then pressed him heavily.

"We don't have to play tmd penalty shootout!"

Schweinsteiger was overjoyed and jumped on them from behind.

"what!"

The goal hero under them uttered a miserable scream, and even the audience in front of the TV could clearly hear his voice through the sound collection equipment.

"Ah... Long Shute's leg really cracked again! The blood dyed the whole sock even brighter red in an instant..."

The smile on Duan Yixuan's mouth suddenly froze.

Poet He, who had just finished a lyrical essay, fell silent.

It is true that although this kind of injury will not kill his life, nor will it seriously affect Long Shute's career, but a wound ruptured three times in a short period of time, even an iron man would not be able to bear it.

At least at this moment, Long Shute was in severe pain, and even his eyebrows like sharp swords were twisted into a ball...
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Wolfart, Bayern's medical director, shook his head, and he once again rushed into the field with his medical team.

This time, though, they were much slower.

It's just an old wound bursting, the genius doctor knew it well.

Untie the shoelaces, 3 seconds, take off the socks, 3 seconds, remove the shin pads, 1 second, untie the previous bandage... 10 seconds.

Cleaning the wound, stopping the bleeding, spraying, icing, re-wrapping the bandage... which process takes no time?
The Chelsea players frantically tried to lift them all off the field, but the time was over 15 minutes.

The referee did not directly blow the whistle for the end of the game, but let Chelsea reorganize an attack.

But Chelsea are hopeless.

Although Longshut is still treating outside the field, the morale of the Bayern players has been rekindled by his goal. Drogba, who is physically exhausted, did not take advantage of Tymoshchuk. The two strong and burly men only Can be entangled and fell on the grass of Bayern, and then panted heavily together, letting the other party's scorching breath spit on their faces.

"Drip, drip, drip!"

Proenza's whistle finally echoed over the Allianz Arena.

Nearly 2 fans gave a huge cheer at the same time, while the other [-] were saddened.

Tymoshchuk clenched his fists, but Drogba's eyes welled up with tears.

As the captain of the field, Lampard lowered his proud head.

Terry, who was sitting in the stands, couldn't help thinking of four years ago, in the heavy rain in Moscow, that time, he was even more desperate than today.

"Bayern, Bayern, No.1 forever..."

In the stands of the Allianz Arena, that simple and lively song sounded again. At this moment, Chelsea fans could only swallow their tears.

Now is Bayern's time to celebrate.

Robben forgot that he had missed a penalty kick, raised champagne with Ribery, Muller, Neuer, Kroos and others, and then aimed at each other and sprayed each other, laughing happily one after another.

Fortunately, they still remembered that Long Shute was a wounded person. Otherwise, if each person was sprayed with a bottle of champagne, even if Long Shute's physique was 21, his wound would be infected and inflamed...

But Heynckes was not so lucky. This old man who was worried about the team and was on the verge of myocardial infarction was soaked by his disciples unceremoniously, and then was thrown high into the sky!
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Long Shute was sitting on the ground, receiving bandages from the team doctors, while watching his teammates chasing and frolicking around, occasionally a splash of champagne hops splashed around.

This is the joy of victory.

He had already tasted one at Wembley a season ago.

But this time... the taste seems to be a little different.

Would it have been so difficult to win this game if he hadn't been injured?

do not know.

No one will know the answer.
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"Congratulations to Bayern Munich. After 11 years, they once again stand on the top of Europe! Today, we are the kings of Europe!"

After the awards ceremony began, Duan Yixuan couldn't wait to announce the championship for Platini:
"After winning the Champions League, Bayern has collected three heavy trophies in the 2011-12 Bundesliga, German Cup and Champions League. They have thus become the first club in the history of the Bundesliga to win the Triple Crown. ! Congratulations to them!"

He turned to look at his old partner, but found that Tao Wei was already speechless.

He Wei was patting Tao Wei on the back, but it couldn't relieve the hot tears rolling down from this diehard Bayern fan.

That is the true supporter of Bayern. Even if he turns into a star in the sky, he still looks at the light of the southern star.
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"I originally thought that this game would not see you playing, but... you still became the most shining superstar in this game."

UEFA President Michel Platini hung the championship medal around Long Shute's neck, and then chatted with him affectionately:

"I think at least this year's UEFA Player of the Year ... there is no suspense again."

"If there is still suspense, I'm afraid I can only complain to Mr. Blatter."

Long Shute said with a smile, and then hugged the once legendary and now politician.

Platini knew he was joking, so he just patted the shoulder hard and walked towards the last Bayern player.

The honor of lifting the trophy belongs to the captain of the team. Long Shute did not come close to him. Lahm seemed to glance at him, and then raised the trophy high amidst the cheers of the fans!

Fireworks flew into the sky, and the entire stadium was filled with red ribbons and shiny gold foil.

Rummenigge, Hoeness, Beckenbauer, Gerd Müller, Sammer and other bigwigs who were watching the game in the stands were all smiling. As the host, the extra-large fireworks they specially prepared for themselves were finally not cheap. other people.

It looks so good now!
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Chelsea's players quickly exited the field to applause, and it was Bayern Munich's celebration time.

Lahm and Schweinsteiger completed the celebration with the trophy held high, and then without any hesitation, they handed the championship honor to the limping Longshute.

At this time, of course he would not resign hypocritically, but raised the trophy amidst the cheers of thousands of people!
"dragon!"

"dragon!"

"dragon!"

Unsurprisingly, there was a mountain roar and tsunami in the stands, but it was gradually suppressed by a burst of electronic sounds.

"Happy birthday to you,

Happy birthday to you,

Happy birthday my love,

Happy birthday to you..."

When Long Shute reacted, a stadium-specific tool cart was slowly driving in front of him. Emma Watson, who had been worried about him for more than ten minutes in the stands, was holding a microphone, expressing affectionately Singing the simplest English songs, at this moment, the little witch looked extraordinarily bright and charming.

Behind her, there were many staff members of the Bayern club. They surrounded a huge birthday cake car and slowly came to the center of the stadium.

"You still remember my birthday."

Long Shute held his girlfriend in his arms in surprise, while the little witch smiled and kissed her.

The DJ announcer who just took the lead in expressing congratulations to the club in the radio room told the audience through the microphone:

"Ladies and gentlemen, every Bayern Munich fan, today, May 5, is the 19nd birthday of our No. 8 player, the great Mr. Lore, let us give the warmest applause, Best birthday wishes to him!"

The second Champions League title, the second time to be Mr. Key, what could be better than this?
He's only 22 years old, and his prime hasn't even really arrived yet!

(End of this chapter)