There is a dream called football

Chapter 155 The Final Award Presentation

Chapter 155 The Final Award Presentation
The podium in the stadium has been set up, all the bigwigs from UEFA and FIFA are on the field, Porto players are lined up neatly, as the champions, they will welcome the runner-up, and Monaco is the first to get on the podium.

Morientes was at the forefront.

"He will represent Spain in the European Cup, but where will his next stop be? Return to Real Madrid?" Huang Jianxiang said.

Bernardi.

Rotten.

……

……

Monaco players filed by one by one, they "enjoyed" the welcome and salute of their opponents, but they were not happy at all in their hearts.

The distance between the runner-up and the champion is not the color of the medal, but the feeling of being so close, even the runner-up is the most bitter.

Only after the Monaco players are on the podium will they force a smile and greet the bigwigs of UEFA.

In the end, Didier Deschamps was on the podium. As a player, he is a winner in life, winning championships big and small, but as a head coach, he tasted a bitter taste when he led the team to the Champions League for the first time.

"Congratulations, Didier."

"Ha ha."

Didier Deschamps was not too happy to receive the medal from Infantino, and then he shook hands with Blatter.

Blatter presented the award to the champion, while the one who presented the award to the runner-up was only the secretary-general of UEFA. This is the gap.

Blatter's French is very good, he deliberately exchanged a few words with Deschamps in French.

"Be happy, you are already great, I still remember the appearance when I handed over the Hercules Cup to you in 1998."

"That was 6 years ago."

"Time flies so fast."

The runner-up received all the applause at the scene, even the Porto fans did not spare their applause. This is football, war in peacetime, but the premise is-peace.

It was the champion's turn, and the players surrounded Mourinho.

But Mourinho pushed the players forward one by one, and he asked his disciples to go ahead and experience this glorious moment first.

"You guys go first, I'm last."

After pushing all the players out, Mourinho also pushed out Morais, as well as the team doctor, fitness coach, physical therapist, and logistics.

When everyone went out, Mourinho was late, but the fans gave him a lot of face.

When he appeared, the crowd chanted Jose.

Although everyone already knew that Mourinho was about to leave, the fans did not blame, only thanks.

Many Porto tifos are now improvised after the game - thank you.

Thank you written in Portuguese and English.

The Porto people burst into tears. Tonight they won the coveted Champions League, but they lost their coach - Jose.

Mourinho deliberately slowed down and dragged at the end. He had to walk slower because when he walked off the podium, he was no longer the coach of Porto.

Maniche was like a child, with Blatter hanging the medal around his neck.

"Sir, can I give you a hug?"

"of course."

Maniche put one hand behind Blatter, "Thank you, see you in the European Cup."

If Portugal finally wins the European Cup, it should be Blatter to present the award, so Maniche wants to save some good luck in advance.

It's Baia's turn.

Blatter joked about the red card.

"Unfortunately."

"Haha, it was a pity. Fortunately, my teammates helped me make up for it."

"Haha."

Deco.

The Brazilian smiled shyly. His English is very average, and he only had a very simple communication with Blatter.

Li Qiao.

Although Li Qiao knew what happened later, in all fairness, Li Qiao has no prejudice against Blatter personally, after all, he is too far away.

The biggest advantage of Blatter is that he has a really good brain. An 80-year-old man has no problem giving unscripted speeches, and he has a good memory.

"You're Chinese, right."

"Yes."

"This year's Asian Cup is in China, and I will go then."

"Hope to see you then."

Blatter presented awards to Porto people one by one until the last one.

When Mourinho was on the podium, the cheers reached its peak, and even Blatter was eclipsed by comparison.

"Jose, great."

"haha, thank you."

Blatter and Mourinho spent a long time exchanging greetings. After all, Mourinho can speak any language, and Blatter can chat with him in any language.

"What do you think they are talking about?" Maniche asked Li Qiao, turning sideways.

"Haha, I guess they are fake talking."

"Hehe, it's possible. It would be great if there is a lip-reading expert to interpret it."

Finally the chat was over, Mourinho went to his players, and at this time the UEFA president took the Big Ears Cup, and the Porto people couldn't wait.

Captain Jorge Costa went forward to meet him. After receiving the Champions League trophy, he held it up high, and the new emperor was crowned.

Blue streamers erupted from behind the podium, bathing the players in bliss.

"Give it to me, give it to me."

Maniche couldn't wait to accept the trophy from the captain, and he put the trophy on his head.

Reporters followed Maniche to film.

"Mom, Dad, I'm the champion of the Champions League."

The players took turns to hold the trophy. When it was Li Qiao's turn, he lifted the trophy high. The Champions League trophy was a little heavier than expected, a bit heavy, but also very heavy.

Li Qiao gave the trophy to Bai Ya, who also raised the trophy high.

In the end, someone proposed to take a group photo with the whole team. At this time, many people felt tense, because for many people, this must be the last time they wore Porto's jersey. Whether it was in the previous life or now, Porto is not the kind of giants that can retain big-name stars.

With a click, this photo will be circulated for a long time later. The miracle in 2004, a young coach's successful counterattack, has since become famous all over the world.

An hour later, when the players returned to the dressing room, Maniche and Mourinho embraced and wept.

Just like after Mourinho's success at Inter Milan, the release of the champion and the emotion of leaving.

Baia also went to embrace Mourinho. He is no longer a Portuguese international. He will either retire this summer or go to Asia to play.

Li Qiao stepped forward to hug Mourinho and expressed his thanks.

"Jose, you promoted me to the first team, so I can enjoy this miraculous season, thank you."

"Haha, football doesn't need to be thanked. If you have no strength, even if you are my son, I can't promote you."

"Hahaha."

Mourinho went to embrace Carvalho, who was really like his son.

This player who has been confirmed to go with Mourinho, as well as Ferreira and Valente.

After Mourinho, the black shop was still the same black shop, but the Champions League miracle never happened again.

(End of this chapter)

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