Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 388 The Champions League final officially begins! That touch of blue and that touch of white! (Ask for monthly ticket)
"The final is about to begin! What you are looking at now is Cardiff's Millennium Stadium in Wales! The much-anticipated Leicester City will compete with Real Madrid here!"

"This is the Manchester Evening News! We all know that as an English team and the hope of the whole country, Leicester City finally came to the decisive battleground of the European War today after winning the domestic Triple Crown!"

"This will be the most significant event in their club's history! It will also be their first time representing England to compete for the European Championship!"

"The dominance of Premier League clubs in the European battlefield is not strong. After the 21st century, only three clubs in the UK have won the Champions League! Whether Leicester City can become the fourth team is expected by all English people!"

The Manchester Evening News reporter held a microphone and stood in the field to provide live commentary. Behind him were the players who were warming up.

Next to him, reporters from Liverpool, London, and Leicester were also reporting. Everyone seemed to be on the side of Leicester City.

"This is the Liverpool newspaper. Leicester City represents the honor of the entire UK today! They have received the attention of fans across the UK! I hope they can do so!"

"The great blue fox miracle! Please let the whole London see that you can complete the final chapter of this most beautiful picture! Come on!"

"The whole of Huddersfield is with you!"

It is indeed rare for English reporters to share the same hatred. It can only be said that the fans in this country are eager for the Champions League to the extreme.

"Puff puff!!"

let it go.

His brain was a little confused, and there were many strange thoughts jumping in his mind.

Chen Yufeng came out earlier today.

"Click! Clap! Crack!!" When all the more than 70,000 fans at the scene were seated, the lights suddenly went dark.

"Are you confident that you can defend Real Madrid's BBC forward combination?" the reporter asked.

"Calm down and calm down. After all, I am someone who has participated in the European Cup finals. Don't be so rude. You are just blinded by the legendary achievement of reaching the quadruple crown." Chen Yufeng analyzed the predicament he is currently facing in the way he said it.

This problem did not bother Chen Yufeng for a long time. After the opening ceremony performance, he thought about it.

"Boom!" When everything was completed, the lights on the scene came on again.

The competition between the Premier League and La Liga is increasing day by day, with both sides believing that their own league is the best.

"Yes." Kanter said very little.

He quickly went to Kanter's side and asked the French iron waist: "How is the atmosphere here?"

What should he do to improve his winning rate?

When important moments come, many people will make some praying gestures and show a pious face in order to bring themselves good luck.

This is inseparable from their weakness at the national team level.

Fireworks soaring into the sky one after another, this scene will surely spread around the world with the drone filming.

There are also many people who look determined from beginning to end, focusing all their attention on the game and constantly cheering themselves up.

"Very good." Kanter smiled shyly.

As the highest stage in Europe, and even the highest stage in the world, being able to win this event symbolizes the best team!

This is his way of solving things.

The music started, and the three rappers stood on the stage and performed the opening ceremony.

"Oh...!" the fans at the scene shouted, their emotions had been aroused before the game started, and everyone was eager for the players to play.

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The only way the Premier League can bring them a sense of honor is through the Champions League and Europa League.

No need for formality!

"Strive to win, but it doesn't matter if you lose. This is definitely not your last time standing in the Champions League final."

In a daze, people could see hundreds of people coming to the center of the venue, pulling up a huge banner with the Champions League logo, and setting up three stages and some fire-breathing equipment.

The exciting Champions League final is coming soon!
In the players tunnel.

"昘昘!"

"Thank you." The reporter thanked him with a smile.

The Three Lions cannot bring them a sense of honor, and if the Premier League cannot bring them a sense of honor, they really have nothing.

And the best teams usually come from the best leagues!

"Thank you." The reporter smiled and thanked him without pursuing him. Today, they are very tolerant and respectful of the Leicester City players.

The camera flashed and a smile appeared on Chen Yufeng's lips. He did not stop heading to the locker room. After thinking for a moment, he said: "A little dizzy and a little nervous, but overall I am excited."

Leicester City players just need to remember that the entire UK is with them today.

This reporter from the Manchester Evening News wandered around for a while and finally succeeded in intercepting Chen Yufeng who was rushing to the locker room to make final preparations.

Let’s not discuss who is right.

He stood at the entrance of the passage and watched the performance in the venue, his breathing slightly short of breath.

"I'm confident that I can perform beyond expectations."

"Without delaying your preparation, just one question, how do you feel now? Are you confident?" the reporter asked.

Hundreds of dancers in colorful costumes also stood beside them, performing cheerful backup dances.

When he encounters many things that he can't figure out, he will analyze himself.

This is not a separation. In the process of constant dialogue with oneself, people slowly get to know themselves and the world.

Not long after, Chen Yufeng heard a voice behind him. He turned his head and found that Ronaldo also walked out alone.

The two smiled tacitly and did not mention the previous confrontation in the European Cup. They just shook hands and hugged like old friends.

"I watched the victory over Barcelona. You played very well. You deserve tickets to the Champions League final." Ronaldo said with a smile.

"Of course, we not only deserve tickets to the finals, we also deserve the championship trophy." Chen Yufeng replied jokingly.

The two laughed louder, and Ronaldo then said: "Let's compete in this game. I'll wait for you in La Liga and the World Cup next year."

"Come on together." Chen Yufeng said.

Not long after, the players from both teams came out and lined up.

After holding the caddy's hand, Chen Yufeng soon felt his palms became sweaty.

He glanced aside subconsciously, and suddenly thought of the lovely angel caddy Linda, wondering how she was doing now.

"How old are you?" He learned how he used to divert his attention and relieve his tension.

"Six years old, can you give me your autograph? I came here specially." This is a little boy.

"But……"

"It's okay, I brought everything." The little boy guessed what Chen Yufeng wanted to say, and took out a pen and Chen Yufeng poster from his pocket with a smile.

For Welsh people, Chen Yufeng is no stranger. Most of the kids here are his fans.

Chen Yufeng finished signing the caddy's name and was about to chat a few more words, but suddenly he heard a whistle from ahead.

About to appear.

........." Audience friends, what you are watching now is the 17 Champions League final! This final is held at the Cardiff Stadium in Wales! There are seats at the venue, and they are all packed!"

"The game is about to start, the players are already on the stage!"

"I am Huang Jianxiang, and the person sitting next to me is my partner Liu Yue!"

As the theme song of 'Kick Barcelona' played, players from both sides walked out of the tunnel and stepped onto the decisive stage.

Everyone's expressions were solemn, and countless people were doing their final warm-ups with jumping and other movements.

Chen Yufeng also looked to the left at this time.

Ramos, Varane, Modric, Marcelo, Benzema, Cristiano Ronaldo...and other familiar faces appeared in front of us.

That touch of white in the dream finally appeared in reality!
A sense of familiarity hit him, making Chen Yufeng feel a little bit sad. People often have the illusion that the scene in front of them has appeared in a dream?

Other times, maybe Chen Yufeng is not sure!
But today, he was sure!
"Leicester City is the champion! Leicester City is the champion!!"

"Hala Madrid!! Hala Madrid!!"

Shocking sounds rang out, and fans from both sides competed in the stands at the top of their lungs. They were cheering for the players!
The strength of the game is actually quite obvious.

The super giant Real Madrid has a certain advantage, whether it is from the experience of the Champions League finals or the strength and worth of the players, they have the advantage.

However, the single-game decider format of the Champions League final has weakened the gap between the two teams to a certain extent.

In particular, a team like Leicester City that can often perform beyond its value and perform beyond stereotypes must be able to create surprises in this format.

Therefore, if you were to catch a person and ask who lost and who won, he might not be able to tell.

There is no coward in anyone standing here. Real Madrid may rely on experience to win, and Leicester City may rely on their dark horse attributes to counterattack and win!
Before the game, the betting company's odds for Leicester City were only 0.3 higher than Real Madrid's odds, so a draw was naturally the highest.

"Kick Bayern Munich...! Damn it!!" After the Champions League final theme song was played, the pre-match activities between the two sides were almost complete.

Four referees stood in the center of the field, with Real Madrid in white uniforms standing on the left and Leicester City in blue uniforms standing on the right.

Led by Chen Yufeng, the Leicester City players shook hands with the four referees and then shook hands with the Real Madrid players in turn.

They learned about Real Madrid's formation changes before the game. Zidane chose a stable approach to deal with Leicester City in the final. They arranged a 4312 formation today.

There is still some prevention against Leicester City's counterattack.

Goalkeeper Navas, back four, Marcelo, Ramos, Varane, Carvajal.

Three midfielders, Modric, Casemiro, Toni Kroos.

Attacking midfielder Isco.

Centers Ronaldo, Benzema.

Bell was temporarily substituted, which people did not expect before the game.

Leicester City still had the same lineup as on the day of the FA Cup final, with Vardy partnering with Chen Yufeng at the center position.

Klose is on standby, ready to appear at any time.

At six o'clock, when both players stood up, the referee looked at the watch in his hand and raised his right hand high.

"Beep!" The whistle, symbolizing the start of the most important event of the year, was officially blown.

Chen Yufeng kicked the ball to Drinkwater, and then began to stroll forward.

In the first few steps, his eyes were still a little distracted, and his attention was running back and forth, sometimes focusing on Modric, sometimes looking at Ramos, and sometimes looking at Navas in front of the goal.

After a few steps, he finally adjusted and found the familiar feeling of the game.

"Oh oh oh oh... oh oh oh...!!" The cheers of the fans became fainter, and the only sound in his ears was his own breathing and the sound of passing the ball with his teammates.

"Oppression, oppression, oppression!! Come on!!"

"Hala!!"

He could hear the Real Madrid players next to him roaring towards his backcourt, and soon felt Ramos pressing against him.

Ramos put his hand on his back, keeping an arm's length distance, and said with a slightly smiling voice, "You can't score today, Mr. Golden Ball."

"Really?" Chen Yufeng replied to him, and immediately turned around and ran away to scare Ramos, who quickly kicked to the ground to follow.

"If I'm so nervous, then I might score a goal." Chen Yufeng smiled.

"Hahaha, I'm much more relaxed than you." Ramos actually laughed out loud in the final venue.

Chen Yufeng ignored him, and Leicester City's offense advanced to the side of the midfield.

Ashraf rushed up with the ball in a few steps and was about to pass the ball to Mahrez.

Marcelo is already moving, and he is ready to step forward and block the line before Ashraf passes the ball.

"Bang!" When taking the kick, Ashraf's ankle shook and he hit the ball that was originally intended to be passed to the side to the center.

Go straight to Huanglong!

Find Chen Yufeng!

Chen Yufeng quickly stepped forward to meet the ball and was ready to confront Ramos.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

When he got the football, Ramos also hit him hard in the back.

This hit was very hard, and it was not a reasonable physical confrontation at all. It was meant to make him fall to the ground, which was regarded as a powerful attack given by Ramos.

Defenders are like this, always intimidating forwards with some exaggerated movements, which helps them complete the defense in the second half.

But unfortunately Chen Yufeng's health was really good, he just staggered slightly and there was no follow-up.

On the contrary, Ramos didn't take it back and almost tripped himself.

By the time he had adjusted, Chen Yufeng had already completed his turn and shot from long range.

"Bang!" Fran's heavy artillery gave Chen Yufeng the confidence to shoot from this position. His toe was very hard and the football quickly fell towards the goal.

"Bang!" Navas made a key save and knocked the ball out of the frame.

The first shot of the game came from Chen Yufeng!
Leicester City fans felt an inexplicable sense of confidence.

"I was anxious this time, but I won't be next time." Chen Yufeng looked at Ramos, who was scared but pretending to be calm, and said with a smile: "Give me another chance like this, I will break through with the ball."

"I've already touched your bottom."

He is using trash talk to disrupt Ramos' defensive rhythm and at the same time boost his own confidence.

Mahrez's subsequent corner kick was cleared by Varane. Real Madrid then launched a wave of efficient counterattacks. Ronaldo finally completed a long shot, but he failed to control the accuracy and flew out of the baseline.

But their speed really surprised the Leicester City players.

Both sides began to feel that if anyone made a small mistake, they might be punished by conceding the ball.

This is a final where you don’t dare to be careless. It all depends on which of the two sides can concentrate until the end!
Also look at the star players in the lineups of both sides to see when they can break the rules and perform as superstars!

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