148. Chapter 148
Rising air currents affect every inch of Europe, and as summer arrives, Barcelona is experiencing its biggest in years.
In May, the focus of the tournament was on the hearts of hundreds of millions of people, as Barcelona beat Manchester United 2-1 at Wembley to win the Champions League in the 10-11 season.
This is the fifth Champions League gold cup won by Barcelona, and the dream of five crowns has finally been achieved in this year! Since 1991, when Barcelona won the UEFA Champions League for the first time, it has been 20 years, enough for a fan to grow from young age to maturity, and enough for a fan to move from youth to old age.
The five-time championship is the dream achievement of all clubs, and the honor it represents is worthy of being passed on from generation to generation, and it is even more worthwhile, so that the history of football will always be remembered!
And as the proudest Barcelona fans, they have witnessed the breakthrough of this La Liga giant from zero to the most glorious palace!
Late on the night of May 20th, almost every house in Barcelona was lit up, fireworks exploded all night over the epic city, and the Las Ramblas were packed with fans, generous thrillers or bar owners paying out of their own pockets, and the aroma of cold beer permeated every inch of the air.
The red and blue flames rose to the peak at a breakneck speed, and "more than one club" brought tears to many people's eyes.
Among them, Carlos, the winner of the new Ballon d'Or and the world footballer, has once again become the center of the topic.
As Barcelona's midfielder, although he has experienced the turmoil of the change of coach, his core position has not been shaken, and in this final, his performance can be called a perfect performance, effective running, needle-threading passing, and strong playmaking, all showing the world his talent.
In the 81 minutes of the game, one of his goals finally decided the championship, and under the final word, his maturity and courage were fully revealed.
He is the youngest player in the squad, but also the most important, and since he entered Barça and brought them the Champions League trophy for 14 years, he has become synonymous with success in the hearts of the fans.
After the game, the Barcelona players invariably took off their jerseys and changed into short-sleeved T-shirts thrown on the sidelines.
But soon, the letters on the players' chests were photographed one by one, and the commentator read them out in an excited tone.
"Hey, Carlos, our handsome number twenty-three, happy newlywed."
"It's been six years since you came to Barca."
"We're good partners and we're fighting side by side."
"You train very seriously, but sometimes you can't give up because of love."
"We like your sincerity and dedication, and I've learned a lot."
"We like Bella too, but we're afraid of being beaten by you."
"You have brought us the best honor, and we hope to give you the best wishes."
"I wish you eternal happiness, kindness, love, love."
"Thank you for your dedication along the way, and your eternal companion."
The sentences in front of the nine people were read out, and the goalkeeper was a tall man with a simple head, and he was a little embarrassed at this time, and slowly revealed the last sentence that was blocked: "Finally, do you lack a best man who doesn't like to eat lollipops?" ”
The screams and applause of the audience did not stop, and Su Qingjia also covered his mouth.
This is the blessing that the ten players of Barcelona sent to them, on such an occasion, in this way.
Carlos stroked her hair, let go of her, and strode towards the team, the gratitude between men could not be expressed with a hug, but at this moment, Carlos did not know what better to do.
"It can be seen that Carlos is very excited, I think it is a congratulations secretly planned by Barcelona, oh, this is really, really a super surprise, let us wish this midfield master who has a bumper harvest in career and love - happy marriage!"
All the audience shouted this sentence with the narrator's cry - "Happy marriage", on the 90,000 seats, everyone had only one voice, and the blue and silver fireworks waterfall over Wembley Stadium rose and fell again, and the director changed the music to "Wedding March" in due time, but after playing it for a while, it felt that it was not suitable, and changed it to a more joyful tune.
Barcelona coach Pep Guardiola also greeted him with a smile and gave Carlos a hug.
The ratings of the pinnacle final soared to unimaginable heights, and the celebration at the end of the final became the top of the network hits.
After the return of the Barcelona club, a grand parade was held in the Catalan region, and on the front of the tall convertible stood five shining and graceful trophies - five Champions League gold trophies.
The loudspeakers throughout the city played "Carol to Barcelona", and all the LED screens showed the vigorous figures of football players and the moments of shooting.
"We shouted in the stadium,
We are Barcelona fans,
We came from far and wide, regardless of age or color.
The flag is flying high,
Blue-violet is its color,
The team is fighting bravely.
Let's call its name,
Barça, Barça, Barça! ”
"The players are united with the fans,
We are invincible,
We've scored a lot of goals,
No one is your opponent and the mighty Barcelona are invincible.
The flag is flying high,
Blue-violet is its color.
Let's call its name,
Barça, Barça, Barça! ”
In the song, Carlos waves at the crowd of fans under the car, a scene he experienced after returning home from the World Cup two years ago, but this time, there is a marked difference.
This is his pride as a Barça player, he was born here, he grew up here, he was watered by the soil and water, he was baptized by the customs here, and the air currents of the Mediterranean nourished his childhood and youth, and perhaps, old age.
As the convertible passed by the Camp Nou, he asked to stop and stepped off the roof.
Instead of walking to the tall Camp Nou, he walked into the La Masia Academy, a slightly dilapidated building on the side.
More than a decade later, the La Masia Academy looks no different in the sunshine than it did when he first walked in, and the sky is still incredibly blue in May.
The doorman uncle held a big glass, drank cold beer and burped his name, and the young generals were all at the door looking at the procession, and they all had envy and yearning in their eyes.
He grew from the age of eleven to seventeen here, with strict coaches, kind supervisors, and teammates who would be petty and always give him a big bowl of nutritious porridge. He studied Chinese with Bella and Shen Ke in the small classroom, learned to draw with Oleg in the grove, and at night, he would help Hua Dashao send ladders to the returning flowers, and sometimes he would be caught by the night patrol coach.
Standing in front of the door for a brief pause, this qiē suddenly became very clear.
The friction of the past is no longer important, and this only gives him the best impression.
Standing on the turf and waving at him, the man who single-handedly brought him into the Barça academy is old, and now, instead of wearing the smart suit as Carlos remembers, he has changed into the classic Barcelona home shirt.
Seeing Carlos coming, Lexage looked happy and greeted him.
"I did." Carlos said to Lexach, "Thank you for giving me those sneakers." When he left La Masia, Rexage gave him a pair of sneakers with the man's blessings and expectations.
Carlos, as he wished, shined his brilliance in the shining starry sky, more wonderful than anyone else.
"You're the best player I've ever seen." Lexage couldn't hold back his tears, "Happy newlywed." ”
He is a loyal Barcelona fan, and he has long lived up to his life to see such a grand occasion in his years when he can still shout.
Carlos smiled heartily, and Lexach pointed to the auditorium next to the turf, "She's waiting for you." ”
Following the direction of his finger, the girl in a blue-purple dress waved at Carlos in the audience.
Su Qingjia knew that the little golden retriever would definitely come here, she had been sitting here for a while, and after a short training session, the young players in the academy all rushed out to watch the tour.
And now, Carlos is here.
"Would you like to play with me for a while?" Carlos waved his hand at her and touched the heads of the boys beside him.
The youngsters jumped beside him, feeling the breath of the football superstar of the era, and when they heard him ask, they all blushed with excitement and nodded their heads incessantly.
This is the person they have always admired, they have listened to his inspirational story and persevered little by little, and the coaches are all proud to tell them that this is a successful example of La Masia's youth training.
Carlos picked up a black and white ball from the turf, and several Barça players came over to play with him with the youngsters.
Su Qingjia sat in the audience and kissed him with a small flying kiss.
"Are you ready?" Rexage whistled, he works as a physical education teacher at a school, but has yet to blow the referee's whistle for a star of this calibre.
The whistle blew and many people flocked to the crowd to watch the not even fair game.
But this is the new hope of Barcelona football in the future.
These youngsters have a bigger goal because of today's game.
Carlos did not let the water go, but treated the youngsters as strong opponents and played seriously. Their skill and combination have opened a new door for the youngsters.
The game ended quickly, and Carlos gave Su Qingjia a love gesture, causing a burst of exclamations from the surroundings.
It's the same as before, he played on the field, she watched from the sidelines, and they went from unknown to starry.
In a flash, it was really many years, and his dream came true.
The captain smiled and picked up a boy, led him to the convertible, and touched the five glittering trophies.
"It's amazing." The boy was heartily amazed.
"You will too." The captain put him down and gave him an autographed football, "Maybe you'll sign it for me later." ”
The boy blushed and nodded.
When leaving, Su Qingjia did not go with Carlos, and Barcelona's parade was not over.
Carlos' blonde hair glistened in the sun, and before he knew what he could do, he paused, took a step back, and knelt on the turf.
The dormitory is dilapidated and vibrant, and the farm-turned-academy is still exporting talent for Barcelona.
And in the second half of this year, in October 2011, it will become the history of youth training.
The new academy training base will replace the old farm, and the cradle where he grew up will become a memory in the minds of the older generation of academy players.
Carlos propped his hands on the turf, leaned down, and imprinted a reverent kiss here.
This is where he began to struggle, where his dreams began, countless falls, countless sweats, countless goals, all on this turf.
He had seen the clear sky here, the rain here, the sunrise in the morning, the crescent moon here.
He has failed and succeeded here, and he is even more here, firmly pursuing his life's pursuit, love, friendship, family affection, all the qiē that he does not have, here, get all satisfaction.
This scene was quietly engraved into everyone's hearts.
When he came, he was alone, and when he went, he was already famous.