[football] walk side by side

Abu stared blankly at the court, his expression in a trance.

Although when the media mentioned the Chelsea boss, they always had a Russian attitude towards football shit, but in any case, Abramovich may not know how to manage a team, but he at least understands football games , It is true that I love football from the bottom of my heart.

From the moment he bought Chelsea, he tried to create a luxurious team composed of top stars, and this so-called luxurious not only refers to a luxurious lineup, but also refers to the team's style of play and team style!

Over the years, from being obsessed with artistic football at the beginning, to disregarding it and only wanting to win the Champions League, Abramovich has never given up on this goal in his heart. It is only forced by reality. In the end, this idea gradually deteriorated with Chelsea. He sank into the bottom of my heart.

But fate just likes to joke with people like this.

Just when the players in the Chelsea team were getting old, and the head coaches were dismissed one after another, and a rookie with less than a year of head coaching experience took office, the European champion and world-class star he had dreamed of appeared in front of his eyes just like that. .

In fact, Abu was definitely not the only one who was stunned by Cyril's series of actions at the moment.

The UEFA Champions League final is a game that people related to football will pay attention to. Some people will choose to go to the scene. If they don’t have time, they will also watch the live broadcast on TV. , can be said to be perfectly displayed in front of everyone.

Cristiano looked at Cyril, who was surrounded by his teammates on the pitch, with a little envy in his heart, but more pride and pure joy!

For a long time, the two rarely talked about the game and talked about each other's situation in their respective teams.Even when the outside world was the most noisy, Cristiano never asked Cyril if he wanted to come to Real Madrid-even if he was indeed the one who most hoped that Cyril would come.

He didn't know if such persistence was meaningful, but he respected his pride and his choice.

During the period when Chelsea was at its lowest point, the name Cyril Slade disappeared from the mainstream media for a while, and more people talked about the voices of Kaka, Ronaldo and Messi, as if the favored man of the year had fallen into the clouds , disappearing from the crowd.

But Cristiano knew that wasn't the case.

As former friends, now they are lovers, but they are also rivals!He understands his playing style, habits, technical characteristics...even the frightening ferocity and strength hidden under that seemingly thin body!

"Slade! Slade!! GOOOOOOOOOAL!! Lore! Lore! Slade beat Barcelona in the final stoppage time!! I don't know how to put this goal into words! This… ...This is simply unbelievable!" Martin Taylor jumped up from his seat in shock, and roared hysterically: "Last second the field was dominated by Barcelona, ​​and the next second Slade was like a Put a sharp sword straight into the heart of Barcelona!"

After finishing these words, Martin Taylor seemed to feel that it was not enough: "As we all know, football is a team game, and because of this, goals like long-distance raids that can be completed by only one person will appear rare. Regardless of Whether it is a league match or a cup match, it is very difficult to score a goal alone-and if we put the stage in the European final and play against Barcelona, ​​then this level of difficulty will be added at least a few more times. Times!"

"It's such a feat...so difficult that there is almost zero possibility, but Slade has accomplished it! This goal undoubtedly brought out Slade's talent and aura to the fullest! Passing Abidal's high-speed change of direction Simple and effective, the sudden inward cut from the right caught Alves off guard, and the subsequent Cruyff turn and Marseille maneuver were breathtaking!"

Martin Taylor was full of praise: "Unbelievable! This goal is like a perfect stadium artwork! It's so beautiful! Barcelona's defense is very strong, but even so, they can only watch stupidly as they are beaten by Sly De throw away! Even the movement of throwing away is so beautiful! He broke the entire defense line of Barcelona by himself!"

"Looking at Slade's performance throughout the 2010/2011 season, against the underdogs, he was in a stable state and easily helped the team win the opponents; when he was in a desperate situation, he used sharp passes and dribbles to attack the opponent's opponents time and time again. Even against a strong team like Barcelona, ​​he stood up when the team needed him most, swaying left and right, causing Barcelona's defense to collapse!"

"Before the game, there were countless media debates about this year's Golden Globe Awards, but now, I believe this is no longer a question - if the stadium is compared to a stage, then this year's Slade is a well-deserved protagonist !"

"The style of play is elegant, the body is tough, the technique is outstanding, and the will is tenacious. Passing and scoring are always full of imagination..." Martin Taylor couldn't help sighing: "For such a player, just watching him play is a kind of Wonderful treat."

Just as Martin Taylor was speaking, the referee blew his whistle, announcing the official end of the game.

At the same moment when the whistle sounded, the entire stadium was occupied by the screams and shouts of Chelsea fans!Lampard kicked the football up into the sky, aimed at Cyril who was not far away, and rushed up, followed by Drogba, Cech, Ashley Cole...

Before Cyril could react, he was caught off guard by his teammates and pushed him down on the grass together. Lampard, who rarely showed his emotions, hugged him tightly, tears fell unconsciously, but he was only excited. Repeating the sentence back and forth: "We are the European champions!! Cyril, thank you! Thank you so much!"

We are European champions now! !

Such a simple sentence seemed to wake up Cyril from his trance—he blinked his eyes and looked at his teammates surrounded by him, when the latter rushed him off the ground again Pulling up and preparing to hold the cup together, Cyril thought of something.

He subconsciously turned around and looked at the field behind him——

In the stands of Wembley Stadium, the Chelsea fans are undoubtedly in a frenzy at the moment. Some people hugged the strange fans beside them, hugging and kissing them warmly.Some people stood tirelessly in their positions, screaming at the stadium, and some laughed loudly, and then slowly burst into tears.

Cyril pursed his lips, and finally smiled softly.

He had imagined countless times—what kind of mood he would feel when he once again won the championship that symbolized the club's highest honor.However, when all this really happened in front of him, when the madness of the first goal faded from his blood, what was left in the end was a kind of light joy.

look.

Promise your promise, I did it.

……

Soon, the award ceremony began.

Compared to the Chelsea players who were happily waiting to receive their own gold medals at this time, the Barcelona players naturally would not stay at the stadium to watch Chelsea win the cup. They left sadly after receiving their silver medals.

According to common sense, the captain usually wins the big ear cup at the end, and Chelsea is no exception—the only special time, even after winning the championship, Terry, who had no communication with Cyril, paused. He didn't go to pick up the huge trophy, but pointed at the trophy with one hand, and stopped Cyril on his own initiative.

The captain of the blue army didn't say anything, but the meaning of the scene in front of him was very obvious.

This accident stunned the Chelsea players present. Ever since Terry's "betrayal" of Mourinho became one of the reasons for his dismissal, the relationship between Cyril and Terry has dropped to a freezing point. In addition to the cooperation on the court and the necessary language communication in the game, in the past few years, whether it is Terry or Cyril, the two have always maintained a state of mutual dislike, and neither of them has the intention of breaking the ice.

At this moment, Terry obviously intended to let Cyril hold the cup with him.

This discovery made the players who knew the inside story look at Terry in surprise, and then turned their heads to look at Cyril-the two people who were watching were very calm, or, in fact, at this time, the two There is no intention of reconciliation at all.Cyril only nodded and stood on the other side of the trophy.

Regarding Cyril's indifference, Terry did not express anything. The two, one on the left and one on the right, raised the trophy in their hands together to the music of "We Are the Champions" reverberating in the stadium!

People who don't know the inside story naturally don't know what happened between Cyril and Terry. They only thought that their captain and the hero who made the greatest contribution to the championship were holding the cup together, and they applauded happily.

"Congratulations Chelsea! They won the 2010/2011 UEFA Champions League!"

Accompanied by the commentator's simple closing remarks, what responded to him was a huge cry from the fans:

"Long live Chelsea!"

"We are champions! We are champions! We are champions!"

At this moment, what is boiling is not only the entire Wembley Stadium, but the whole of London centered on the Stamford Bridge Stadium!

Countless Chelsea fans flocked to the street from various places, and some excitedly rushed out of the house holding items with the Chelsea team logo after watching the live broadcast, looking for fans who were as excited as themselves.The taxi driver who was driving slammed on the brakes when "We Are the Champions" sounded on the radio, and burst into tears amidst the horns, cheers and shouts resounding through the streets.

In China, far away on the other side of the world, it was already midnight at this time, and most of the city fell into sleep, but there was a group of people guarding the TV and computers, crying so hard.

Lu Huan stared blankly at the TV screen for a long time. At first, the unbelievable feeling gushed out from the bottom of his heart, and then, the ecstasy that was out of control like a tide!

Without even thinking about it, he kicked his roommate next to him: "Still asleep! You'll be paralyzed when you sleep, wake up! We won!!!"

On the TV, the music of "We Are the Champions" was still reverberating in the room. Crawford took a deep breath, and sat at another desk with a computer turned on, facing the densely written document daze.

He's a journalist - more specifically, a football journalist.

As a senior reporter of "Kicker", Crawford is not the kind of unscrupulous reporter who blows up players to the sky in one moment and tramples them to the ground in another.It was precisely because of this that facing such a match, he felt even more mixed and extremely complicated.

From 2005 to 2011.

This team also once had the appearance of "sweeping Europe". At that time, all mainstream newspapers criticized Jinyuan football as unacceptable, saying that Chelsea was an "upstart" and there was still a long way to go before the real giants. To go—Crawford had been one of them then.

But as game after game came down, even Crawford, who hated Chelsea, gradually began to change his view of this team.

This kind of change, when Chelsea hit the wall again and again, encountered injustice again and again, fell into the trough again and again, struggled and lingered outside the Champions League, and refused to leave, it gradually became one. An indescribable emotion.

It would be nice if Chelsea could win the Champions League.

It's not that he never thought about it, but every time he thinks about it, he quickly throws it into the corner.As many people have said, if it was Manchester United or Real Madrid, Chelsea might still win, but that is the strongest Barcelona in Europe!

However, when the occasional fantasy scene turned into reality before him, Crawford felt full of ecstasy and excitement, which had become difficult to express in words.

The document in front of him was written by him excitedly after watching the game, but when he finished it and was about to send it to the editor-in-chief, he deleted it without hesitation.

In the dark room, he lit a cigarette and sat alone for a long time facing a blank document on the computer.

It wasn't until the sky outside the window gradually brightened, and the light-colored soot gradually accumulated on the keyboard, that the famous writer dropped the cigarette, opened his bloodshot eyes from staying up late, and solemnly, solemnly, every word Yes, type a few big characters on the keyboard——

Iron blood is immortal.

The author has something to say: The second volume of Jagged Blue Car is finished.