The biggest fanatic in football

"Beep~beep~beep!!!"

After three minutes of injury time, Felix Brueck finally raised his whistle and blew three whistles.

At this moment, a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the stands of Cardiff's Millennium Stadium. A flag depicting a giant bat fluttered wantonly in the Welsh evening wind.

The area close to the Valencia fans was already surrounded by a burst of intense fireworks, and half of the stands were engulfed in clouds and mist.

The only fly in the ointment is that although Valencia has always been a strong team in La Liga, it is still a third-rate club in Europe. Their number of die-hard fans is far less than that of Real Madrid and Barcelona. At this moment, the huge stadium seems a little sparse and deserted.

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Referee Brüsch held the game ball and came to the white team No. 9:

"This is yours."

Lee Polo, who had completed his fourth major, certainly enjoyed the small privilege of collecting the game ball. He took the football and nodded slightly to the referee:

"Thanks.'

Brusch from Germany blinked:

"Do you want to consider coming to the Bundesliga? For example...Bayern Munich?"

Li Polo laughed:

“No problem!”

[As long as the offer is sincere enough, you can go anywhere in the world!

Even if it’s the Chinese Super League, Indian Super League or Major League Soccer League, there’s no such thing!]

"Get up, Valencia!

Long live Valencia!

She is the best!"

Accompanied by the melodious Valencia team song, Zakaria was interacting enthusiastically with the fans in the stands.

But when he passed the mixed interview area, he was dragged over:

"Here, help me get it for a while!"

Li Polo couldn't help but put a football into his arms.

Zakaria glanced at the dirty ball and couldn't help but frown:

"I said, Polo, I am also a professional player with dignity, can you respect me a little bit?

Before he finished speaking, he saw Li Polo turning his head:

"What did you say?'

Zakaria swallowed:

"I said, what else do you have, I can get another one!"

Li Polo nodded to him, then turned to the camera with a Champions League final mvp in his left hand and a Champions League golden boot in his right:

"Ah, you just said that I broke Ronaldo's single-season scoring record?'

After seeing the beautiful female reporter nodding, he laughed heartily:

"I really didn't pay attention. Really, a team player like me rarely pays attention to these personal data. Rather than personal results, I hope the entire team will win more honors!" Zakaria

I almost rolled my eyes!

[Who pulled out personal data on the spot at several previous press conferences and announced to the world that he was number one in the world?]

Although the female reporter wanted to roll her eyes, she still covered her mouth and smiled cooperatively, and then inadvertently shook the waves, showing off her strong capital:

"Polo, I really want to know, what on earth were you and Ronaldo talking about at the beginning of the second half?

Li Polo shook his head politely:

"I also want to know the content of the conversation between Mr. Zidane and Mr. Materazzi 11 years ago, but

He shrugged his shoulders and politely declined the question.

But the female reporter still asked the question from a different angle:

"You mean you were in the same position as Materazzi at the time?"

Li Poluo thought for a while and felt that he still couldn't avoid it.

After all...because of the shocking crash in 2006, Materazzi has been equated with a villain in football history. But his reputation...maybe there is still room for redemption?

Maybe.

So he finally chose to answer:

"Well, since you are so charming, I am willing to answer this question, but please keep it confidential.'

He raised a finger towards the camera and made a "confidential" gesture:

"I just analyzed today's world football with him rationally and objectively, and then told him a conclusion."

The female reporter complimented her very cooperatively:

"What conclusion?"

Li Polo raised the corners of his mouth slightly:

"I told him that last year's Champions League championship was likely to be the last honor of his career. And... both he and Messi will become history!'

He spread his hands:

"Everyone will grow old, but he couldn't accept this fact, so the situation got out of control."

The female reporter nodded:

"Final question, where will you go this summer?'

Li Polo smiled at her, turned and left holding two small trophies:

"England! I will spend this successful summer in England!"

The female reporter was stunned for a moment:

"You know, I'm not asking where you're going on vacation!"

“we are the champions my friends

and we'll keep on fighting till the end-

When Queen's well-known song "We Are the Champions" resounded over Cardiff's Millennium Stadium, the entire Valencia team had already ascended the podium in the center of the field.

UEFA President Ceferin from Slovenia hung the gold medals around the necks of the players and coaches with a smile on his face.

"Well done, boy.

‘Excellent game!’

While he casually encouraged the players in front of him, he cast his gaze to the back of the team. Finally, the No. 9 player he was waiting for appeared in front of him.

The smile on Ceferin's face became even brighter. He tried his best to pose in a friendly yet majestic pose, making it easier for the camera to capture.

Because of course he knows that just taking a photo with this player will definitely occupy an important position in the media around the world!

"Surprising performance, you dominated this final, and even the entire previous tournament!" Of course, Ceferin would like to praise the key players a few more words:

“I look forward to honoring you again in three months!”

Li Polo smiled and nodded.

[If you don’t give me the award, I will smash the UEFA headquarters!]

Three months later, it will be early September. As usual, at this time every year, UEFA will honor the best UEFA players of the previous season at the draw ceremony of the new UEFA Champions League group stage.

Although the selection has not yet started,...even the most picky judges can only admit that at least in 2017, no one can compete with Lee Polo for this award!

"Hoorahoola!'

"Captain, can you go faster?"

"Your wife is going to give birth!'

Amidst a burst of laughter and urging, Valencia captain Parejo, who was the last to take the stage, took the championship trophy from Ceferin's hands, and then came to among his teammates.

"Guys! Cheer as loud as you can!'

He blinked, and then everyone counted down three times and raised the trophy high! "Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Fireworks exploded at the scene, and golden and silver ribbons and platinum flakes were sprinkled from high in the sky.

Zakaria, Troppi, and Ayala shook the celebratory champagne that they had prepared long ago, then opened the corks and sprayed it wildly toward the areas with the densest crowds!

Colorful fireworks burst out from the outside of the stadium, making the entire Welsh night sky look like day!

The "Bat Legion" from Spain won the first Champions League trophy in team history at this moment!

The club's boss, Peter Lin, who was standing on the outside, also showed the happiest smile since acquiring the team.

His investment received the greatest return!

Now, it’s time to reap a wave of benefits!