Chapter 264
After the birthday party, Cristiano immediately started his new schedule.
As soon as Cristiano's suspension was lifted, Ancelotti brought him back into the starting lineup.
The Portuguese is like an ace card that everyone knows. The only difference is that he is clearly placed on the court. He is there. But even though he is so clearly placed on the table, those people still can't do anything to him.
Ancenotti's coaching has brought a beautiful momentum of victory on four fronts - League, King's Cup, Club World Cup, Champions League...
Cristiano still remembers that they once collapsed in the later stage of the league. In the end, they did not win any championship, whether it was the league, the King's Cup or the Champions League - this may be due to his suspension, but also because the whole team was plagued by injuries and a lack of successors.
But this time, everything changed.
Real Madrid has given all the fans a satisfactory answer this season. More than half of the schedule has passed, the league points are firmly at the top of the list, it reached the semi-finals of the King's Cup without conceding a goal, won the Club World Cup, qualified for the Champions League group stage as the first, and is also far ahead in goal difference.
Real Madrid, led by Ancelotti, has retained the tenacious chivalry spirit that was inspired when Mourinho was the coach, and has also combined it with the powerful new look that Ancelotti has given the team. This Real Madrid is unstoppable in its attack on the championship seat.
"Real Madrid defeated Barcelona 2:1 in the final! They won the King's Cup trophy with an unbeaten record of eight wins and one draw in nine games!"
"Real Madrid has secured the La Liga title two rounds in advance! Ronaldo is the league's top scorer again!"
"Real Madrid reaches the Champions League final! Against Juventus!"
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At the Berlin Olympic Stadium, Real Madrid and Juventus stood together on the green field.
Cristiano listened to the prelude to the final ringing in his ears and felt that everything passed very quickly. They seemed to be tirelessly going through one cycle after another in one game after another.
The only thing that changed was the club standing opposite them.
"Real Madrid will face Juventus at the Berlin Olympic Stadium, a team that has not conceded a goal in the Champions League so far!
Juventus, with goalkeeper Buffon, is like a tightly closed iron gate, shutting out all attackers. Can Real Madrid break this record tonight? Everything will remain to be seen! ”
"The two teams shook hands and said goodbye! Ronaldo came to Buffon, and they were old acquaintances! As early as when he was at Manchester United, Ronaldo met Juventus in the Champions League final and eventually lost."
"I wonder if Ronaldo can lead Real Madrid to score a goal today against Buffon?"
Cristiano walked up to Buffon. They had met at an awards ceremony not long ago. Cristiano winked at Buffon and said, "Gigi, we meet again."
"I've been excited about this game for a long time, Cristiano. I'm looking forward to it." Buffon said with his head tilted. He gave Cristiano a light hug and suddenly noticed that Cristiano seemed to have grown a little taller.
Because before when they hugged, Cristiano's chin would rest right on his shoulder, but now there was obviously a little distance.
"You've grown taller," Buffon observed and said.
Cristiano was obviously a little happier, his eyes lit up: "You think so too? I have indeed grown a little taller! Although it is unbelievable, it is true!"
Buffon laughed in his heart when he heard this. What's so unbelievable about this? This boy jumps high every day, he takes care of his body as if it were a treasure, perhaps no one loves himself more than Cristiano, he thought to himself, the Portuguese boy built his body as if he was always in his twenties.
The two exchanged a few words in the brief time they passed each other, and Cristiano's obviously excited and undisguised expression was captured by the camera and displayed on the big screen.
After Cristiano stood up and looked up, he saw his face magnified on the big screen. He could not help but cover his face with his hands and smile awkwardly.
Oh my god, was the conversation he just had with Gigi about his height growth also shown on the big screen?
"Cristiano showed a somewhat shy smile, which made people curious about what Buffon had just said to him?"
"Oh, if it's Buffon, that's not surprising, he's Italian."
"……you're right."
Kaka walked up to his former AC Milan teammate. Pirlo winked at him and opened his arms to give Kaka a hug: "Long time no see, my friend."
"Long time no see." Kaka curled his eyes, and he gently hugged her back.
When the two were together in AC Milan, Kaka was the attacking midfielder and Pirlo was the defensive midfielder. The Italian media once described the two's football like this - Kaka's goals are like the wonderful scenes in the film, representing the beauty of the ending, while Pirlo's football is all the film in the entire film, representing all the beauty in football.
Kaka once thought that Pirlo would stay in AC Milan forever, just like Maldini, who would spend the rest of his life at the club.
But Pirlo had left there in his previous life, or he was a victim of the new tactics and an unused bench item. Kaka felt sad when he knew about it. He and Pirlo encountered a similar experience almost at the same time.
The only difference is that Pirlo came to Juventus. With Pirlo, Juventus won the Serie A championship consecutively and reached the Champions League final again. Pirlo's departure was when AC Milan really began to fall into silence.
Now the gears of fate are turning in a similar way. They were once teammates, and now they are running for their respective clubs as opponents.
"It must feel great to be your opponent," Pirlo said, patting Kaka on the shoulder and smiling.
Kaka smiled and said, "I thought so too, Andrea."
After greeting each other, the two teams returned to the center of the stadium. With the referee's whistle, the screams and cheers of the Champions League final night will resound over Berlin.
Ancenotti was in the coaching area on the sidelines, looking at the two familiar figures on the field. He always felt sorry for Pirlo's departure, but then he saw the achievements he had made with the team in Serie A, and he realized that perhaps he should feel sorry for that AC Milan, but in any case, those had nothing to do with him anymore.
And now, he looked at the two little stars on the right side of his Christmas tree, one in front and one behind his waist, and they appeared again. While he felt a little emotional, he ruthlessly directed his players on how to block the Italian.
"Pepe cleanly shoveled the ball away! Marcelo quickly launched a counterattack! Modric made a long pass from the midfield to the front court, and Ronaldo got the ball!!"
Cristiano turned with the ball, accelerated and passed the ball past the defender in front of him from the inside. In less than two seconds, Cristiano's footwork was dazzling, and several consecutive feints made the defender almost flustered.
"Ronaldo cut inside and passed Bonucci! In just two seconds, Ronaldo completed five dribbling moves. I'm afraid only the defender who really confronted Ronaldo head-on can feel the feeling of this!"
"Bonucci's feet were confused, his hands and feet seemed to be tangled together! Ronaldo simply bypassed him!"
"Shoot directly from outside the penalty area!!!"
Cristiano did not pause or hesitate, he had a good view in front of him. As soon as he raised his eyes, his gaze was locked on the goal. Then he kicked the ball suddenly, and the ball went straight towards the goal!
"Buffon made a god-level save! He predicted Ronaldo's shot and confiscated it directly!"
Buffon was seen holding the ball tightly, kneeling on the grass and breathing heavily. It was not easy at all to block Cristiano's shot. The force almost made his palm hurt, and the ball in his arms was like a heavy lead ball.
Buffon took a few deep breaths, lowered his head to kiss the ball, then stood up and directed his teammates forward.
The ball is too dangerous in his own frontcourt, as the opposing team has Ronaldo who has shooting range within half the court.
When Cristiano saw his shot was blocked, he stuck out his tongue and grinned. That's Buffon, and it's not easy to shoot into the opponent's goal, but they still have plenty of time.
"A very neat and decisive three-shot attack! Real Madrid provided a beautiful attacking template!"
However, just as the first half was about to come to an end, midfielder Pirlo's magical pass suddenly sounded the clarion call for Juventus' attack, and the Zebras pressed towards Real Madrid's half at an extremely fast speed.
A diagonal pass from outside the penalty area was a high ball, and a figure in the penalty area overpowered Ramos and headed the ball hard, knocking on the goal of Real Madrid.
"Juventus leads 1-0!!"
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