Chapter 402 Genius Su Dong
"The referee blew the whistle to end the game."
"Barcelona staged a stunning comeback thanks to Su Dong's five goals in the second half. At the Ataturk Stadium, they reversed AC Milan 5-4 and became the champions of this season's Champions League!"
"It has to be said that this was a very heart-testing game and the most incredible Champions League final ever."
"I believe that at the end of the first half, all the fans felt like me that the game had completely lost its suspense and Barcelona had completely lost its chance, because in the history of the Champions League, no one has ever been able to reverse the opponent after falling behind by four goals. It has never happened!"
"But we forget that our "Never Have We Ever" is from the perspective of ordinary people, mortals."
“In this world, there is a kind of people who are born to constantly create miracles, constantly break the narrow perspective of ordinary people, and constantly tell us that the world can be even more outrageous.”
"We give these people, who are usually even more amazing than the male protagonists in novels, a unified name - genius!"
"There is no doubt that Su Dong is such a genius."
"We can't understand what is supporting him. When the team was 0-4 behind in the first half, when everyone in the team had lost confidence and even the head coach Rijkaard was at a loss, why did he believe he could do it?"
"What's even more incredible is that he not only believed he could do it, he actually did it!"
"Five to four, this is destined to be a final that will go down in the history of the Champions League!"
“This is a crazy reversal!”
"In the first half, when Barcelona was trailing 0-4, everyone, including me, thought that this would be a repeat of the classic Champions League final 11 years ago, and Barcelona might even lose worse than 11 years ago."
"But we would never have thought that Barcelona is no longer the Barcelona of 11 years ago."
"Su Dong used five goals to help Barcelona avenge the blood debt of eleven years ago. At the same time, he also used a shocking reversal to tell the world that the era of Barcelona's Dream Team II has arrived!"
"Not only that, world football has also ushered in the era that belongs to Su Dong!"
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Su Dong stood in the field, breathing heavily.
When the whistle blew to end the game, he seemed to have lost all his strength.
He has become accustomed to this feeling.
This is a sequelae of having just experienced an important game with high intensity and high pressure. It will be fine after a rest.
He thought he would be very excited, but in fact, he was not.
Not only him, but other Barcelona players also did not show too much excitement. Instead, the teammates sitting on the bench, the staff who watched on the sidelines for a long time, and the tens of thousands of Barcelona fans in the stands were more excited and crazy than the players on the field.
Su Dong thought about this question with some boredom.
Is this like those chefs basically don't like good food?
"What are you thinking about?" Iniesta and Messi walked to Su Dong's side, saw his strange expression, and asked curiously.
Su Dong smiled and said, "I was wondering if I should act more excited?"
Iniesta and Messi couldn't help laughing.
At this moment, their greatest psychological feeling is satisfaction, a kind of satisfaction after achieving success.
But if I were to say I was excited, I wasn't. I just felt tired.
"This is probably the difference between being a bystander and experiencing it personally," Iniesta said philosophically.
Su Dong nodded, and to others on the sidelines, it seemed like a wonderful story.
"What about you, Leo, what are you thinking about?" Su Dong reached out and touched Messi's wet long hair.
Messi raised his head, looked at the dazzlingly lit night sky, and revealed a shy smile, "I'm thinking about a girl from my hometown." After saying this, the boy lowered his head shyly, just like a young girl in her first love.
"The girl from my hometown? Is she pretty, kind, and has a pair of beautiful big eyes?" Su Dong asked with a smile.
Macy nodded, looking puzzled. "How did you know that?"
"Is her name Xiaofang?"
"No." Messi shook his head. What kind of name is that? "What's her name?" Iniesta asked curiously.
Messi looked as if it was none of his business and refused to answer this private question.
If Su Dong asked, he would consider whether to tell him secretly, but for others... hehe...
Su Dong was a little disappointed and sighed, "It would be nice if her name was Xiaofang."
Who is Xiaofang?
Messi and Iniesta looked at each other, both seriously doubting why they were called Xiaofang? …
AC Milan players are leaving the field.
They were unwilling to remain on the field.
After the Champions League final, this is the stage for the winners, and the losers are unwilling to stay.
But before leaving, Kakat walked up to Su Dong specifically.
The Brazilian looked at Iniesta, then at Messi on the other side, and then at Sudong in the middle, feeling very strange.
How can three people with such a big height difference stand together?
"Your performance today really opened my eyes. To be honest, I'm impressed!" Kaka showed his signature smile.
Even in Milan, Italy, where a falling signboard can kill a row of handsome guys, Kaka is the dream lover of countless women because he is so handsome.
At this moment, even Su Dong had to admire Kaka's demeanor.
"Thank you!" Su Dong said with a smile.
Kaka and Su Dong were actually not familiar with each other, and they didn't have much contact. He immediately took off his jersey and handed it to Su Dong.
Su Dong immediately took off his jersey and exchanged it with him.
After Kaka turned and left, Iniesta clicked his tongue twice and praised: "He is indeed a handsome guy."
Su Dong slapped him lightly from the back of his head, "Bullshit, look at his skinny skin, he doesn't even have any muscles."
Iniesta and Messi looked at Kaka, then at Su Dong, and had to admit that after taking off his shirt, Su Dong's muscular body was indeed very good, but...
"Kaka is indeed more handsome than you!"
As soon as Iniesta finished speaking, Su Dong raised his fist to hit him, and Iniesta jumped away in fear.
"What are you looking at?" Messi said with an expression that was difficult to understand. "I think Subi Kaka is much more handsome."
The Argentine boy's tone was indescribably sincere.
Su Dong was very satisfied and touched his head again, signaling Iniesta to learn from him.
Xiao Bai shook his head and sighed, thinking that Messi had been corrupted by Su Dong. He was so good at flattering at such a young age. What would happen to him when he grows up? He really misled the young people! ...
When Su Dong walked towards the sidelines holding Kaka's jersey, Stam, Nesta and Maldini all walked towards him.
When Su Dong played for Sporting Lisbon, he competed with Stam who played for Lazio.
At that time, Stam was a top central defender in Europe, and Sudon was just a fledgling boy, but in that game, Sudon helped Sporting Lisbon defeat Lazio led by Stam.
Times have changed, and both of them are no longer the same as they used to be. The few disagreements they had back then are no longer important when recalled now.
"I really didn't expect that you have made such great progress!" Stam sighed.
Nesta was very troubled by the fact that Su Dong had suppressed him several times. In order to freeze Su Dong, the handsome Italian guy even used some uncommon means and tricks in his daily life.
Just as Pepe told Su Dong back then, the elegance and composure of Nesta and others are all based on their strength advantage. When they can't even defend, they will still use a lot of small moves to greet you.
Su Dong has experienced it.
The three in front of him are all world-class central defenders who have been famous for many years. Only at this moment did Su Dong truly feel a sense of accomplishment.
He sincerely felt that being able to score five goals in a game in front of these three top defenders was something to be proud of, and he could even brag about it many, many years later.
Who dares to disobey?
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The podium on the sidelines was quickly set up.
UEFA President Johansson stood next to the Champions League St. Bledsoe Cup, waiting for the two teams that reached the final to come on stage to receive the awards.
According to convention, the runner-up team should be the first to go on stage.
Maldini walked in first.
The captain of AC Milan is the oldest scorer in the history of the Champions League final. From the stains on his body, it is not difficult to see how hard he tried in this game tonight, but when facing Messi, he was indeed a little behind the young Argentine.
As AC Milan players stepped onto the podium one after another, AC Milan fans in the audience were applauding their team, hoping that they could get out of the predicament as soon as possible and regain their glory.
When AC Milan went on stage to receive the award, Barcelona players were jumping around on the sidelines, none of them was idle.
Ronaldinho was even dancing samba with several Brazilian teammates. Anyone could see how excited they were at that moment.
After the runner-up receives his award, it is the turn of the referee team on duty.
After the referee group finished awarding, it was the turn of the champion team - Barcelona! Su Dong was at the back of the queue, followed by the two captains who were responsible for holding up the trophy, Puyol and Ronaldinho.
The two of them were discussing along the way, who was standing on the left and who was standing on the right?
God knows what's the point of arguing about this? Anyway, they are very happy.
Following the team onto the stage, Su Dong stood in front of UEFA President Johansson.
"Your performance tonight was simply amazing! I am so proud of tonight's game! Fans all over the world are cheering for you!" Johansson praised with a smile.
"Thank you!" Su Dong shook hands with Johansson politely, then bent down and lowered his head.
The UEFA president put the championship medal around Su Dong's neck, encouraged him, shook his hand again, and then let Su Dong go.
By the time Puyol and Ronaldinho had received their championship medals, Barcelona's players had already lined up on the championship podium behind them.
The two of them didn't know whether they had divided it in advance or had a tacit understanding, but they stood on either side of the trophy, both stretched out their hands, and took the St. Bled Cup from Johansson's hands. In an instant, the entire Ataturk Stadium turned into a sea of jubilation! The fans in the stadium were singing praises for Barcelona!
(End of this chapter)
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