113. Chinese in the Champions League final
The Allianz Arena in Munich is one of the few five-star arenas in Europe. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
From a distance, the Allianz Arena looks like a giant rubber boat, with many airbag-like structures wrapped around the white ellipsoid, which is both modern and visually striking.
When night falls, the airbags emit red, black and white lights, which slowly change from color to color, and the colored beams will be illuminated on the stadium shell, creating it into a giant luminous body.
Although the stands with a total capacity of nearly 75,000 seats were only sold to the public due to security reasons, the Allianz Arena has become a sea of yellow, black and blue at the moment.
Yellow and black are Dortmund, blue is Chelsea, two different colored oceans swelling restlessly in their respective areas across the shallow trenches.
"The first Champions League final with Chinese players!"
This was the most widely circulated news in the domestic media before May 19, 2012.
Although the game was held at 2:45 a.m. on May 20 in China, it still attracted tens of millions of television viewers and hard-to-count online viewers.
The directors of the CCTV sports channel who are still sticking to their jobs are already smiling from ear to ear when they look at the ratings report that has skyrocketed in the background, and if it was a month ago, they don't believe that tonight's ratings can create a historical record!
In a media box in the Crush Arena, Duan Yixuan and his colleagues were doing the final pre-match analysis.
"There are about 10 minutes to go, so let's take a break and get back to the Allianz Arena."
Duan Yixuan took off his headphones and temporarily ended the 90-minute forward-looking program, he took the cup and made himself a new cup of coffee.
Zhang Lu, who was nearly sixty years old, couldn't help but exhale, and quickly stood up and moved his numb waist and legs.
He Wei, who was the most dedicated, took out the information he had prepared in advance, and seized the time to check the data again.
While the three commentators were busy, the domestic audience was greeted with an eight-minute pre-match sponsorship advertisement.
Countless TVs came out with the voices of "monkey monkey monkey chicken chicken", "feeling hollowed out", "washing is healthier", "fertilizing is using gold and gold", "giving gifts and giving gold and money", and "where you can't eat gold".
"I'll it, the CCAV is a loss of conscience! Advertise at this time! And shoddy to the extreme! And it turned out to be a ghost animal to play! You just put Qin Good's goal highlights this season! ”
There was a sudden scolding on the Internet.
"Otherwise, how could Duan Pants, He Shishi and Zhang Hehe stay in Germany for a month?! The advertising cost for this second is at least hundreds of thousands! ”
Someone immediately dialed them.
"And are you sure you're going to be able to score fifty goals in those few minutes?"
There are also those who turn around and tout their fellow citizens.
"The guy above, did your math teacher teach you? You've got a whole nine balls in hand! Don't mistake a German Cup goal for a goal! ”
Immediately there was a protest......
In the dressing room, players from both sides are making their final preparations.
The reader closed the booklet in his hand, the person listening to the music took off his headphones, the massage person put on his pants, and the prayer to God or Allah ended the ceremony, and everyone carefully checked their jerseys and pants, tucked the shin guards into their socks, and then carefully fastened their shoes.
"The game is about to start, see you in a moment."
Qin Goode sent Ether one last text message, opened the closet, and locked his phone in - his young girlfriend, who was busy with her studies and modeling training, couldn't spare time to come to Munich, and she could only watch the game on television in the company of her family.
That's the bad thing about high school students......
Klopp looked at the time and let out a cough.
"Guys, this is our last game of the season, the last battle, the final, and the final battle!" Major Marshal Dort made the final mobilization to his soldiers.
Everyone looked up at him.
"We had two weeks off and an extra 15 days of training than the other Bundesliga teams, but we didn't say to anyone that we were runners-up in the Champions League! Only champions, only champions are what we want! Jurgen Klopp slapped his face, "We are the strongest team, Chelsea can't stop us!" Guys! Let's go to war! For the champions! For victory! ”
"For the champion!" Captain Kyle and the manager were the first to give a high-five, then kicked open the door to the dressing room and rushed out in a menacing manner.
Anyway, this gate is Bayern's.
Goodall waited in the tunnel for entry, with Dortmund team-mates gearing up and ready to go in front of him, and a metre away he saw equally eager Chelsea players.
Captain John Terry, vice-captain Frank Lampard, goalkeeper Peter Cech, defenders Bosingwa, Gary Cahill, David Luiz, Ashley Cole, midfielders Essien, Mikel, forwards Didier Drogba, Kalou......
Although none of these eleven starters had a direct confrontation with Qin Good, he knew that these people were by no means unknown weaklings, and they were also the ultimate winners of this season, but they met Qin Good.
The team-mates around him – Weidenfeller, Schmelzer, Hummels, Santana, Piszczek, Kyle, Gundogan, Grosskreutz, Bołaszczykowski, Lewandowski – are his strongest support, they have already set so many records this season, and now here they are here for the ultimate glory together.
There may be some grievances for the Blues and their fans, but this is the final battleground and everyone is hungry for the final honours, and there is no room for mercy.
Kyle and Terry, captains, stepped one after the other, and their teammates behind them slowly stepped onto the soft turf of Allianz Arena like a swinging snake.
While looking at his opponent, Qin Gude followed his teammates in line, took pictures, and sang team songs......
He suddenly felt a sense of disobedience, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
It wasn't until the two sides lined up across the midfield line and looked at the 11 men across the field that he finally understood the reason for the feeling: Chelsea not only lined up three centre-backs, but also three defensive players in midfield, with only two full-fledged attackers in front of them, Didier Drogba and Kalou......
"Defensive, 5-3-2! This damn big Italian bald head! ”
Klopp couldn't help but smash the pure water in his hand before he had time to take a sip!
"What the are you...... Is it just a bus?! (To be continued.) )