There are some players that you can't defend against, even if you find the right way.

Sergio Aguero is such a player.

Feng Shui takes turns, and now, it's City's turn to watch each other celebrate.

Lin Sen sat in the coach's seat as usual, he was shaking his head in his heart, but he couldn't really do it, especially at this time.

"Do you want to ......" next to Brian Kidd turned his head, with an inquiry in his tone, but he only said half a sentence, but Lin Sen knew what he meant, the game had already been carried out to this point, plus stoppage time, there were almost ten minutes left, even if Atletico Madrid caught up with a goal, the lead was still Manchester City, but Atletico Madrid's momentum has undoubtedly risen, what Manchester City needs most at this time is to calm down, stand firm, and carry through the last few minutes.

Therefore, Kidd believes that at this time, Manchester City should probably recycle the formation appropriately, stabilize the defense, and strive to maintain the score until the end.

Actually, there is no need for Kidd to remind him, Linson is also considering this option, this is the final, not the battle of will, winning three goals and winning one, except for a little more dispensable praise after the game, the result is the same. The championship, with and only the trophy that is placed in front of the tunnel at this time, is the most important thing.

Linson doesn't even need to worry about his choice causing disgust among the fans, because the game is already in the final stage, and whatever choice he makes, it is understandable, even if he replaces three offensive players with three defenders at this time, it is also reasonable. Just, is it really necessary?

In Lin Sen's eyes, the goal that just happened did not have much impact on the players of Manchester City, and the mood fluctuations at the moment of conceding the goal were inevitable, but most of them quickly recovered their due mentality, and the biggest change was Atletico Madrid, who had almost all the team's mood after 0-2. After the goal, I started to feel refreshed again.

How else to say that the football field is changing, just now it seemed that the overall situation had been decided, and in the blink of an eye, there was suspense.

When the game resumed, Flores simply half-crouched on the side of the court, one hand habitually touching his chin, staring at the court with a slight gaze, while not far from him, Lin Sen was like an ice sculpture. Standing there motionless with his hands on his chest, only his eyes were still following the course of the ball from time to time......

Lin Sen still chose not to change.

No change should be changed.

The air at the Northern Bank Arena, a five-star stadium that really has no merit in its name, suddenly became solemn and hot, because the game had entered its final stage.

It is the last ten minutes left for Atletico Madrid, and if after ten minutes, the score still does not change or it is not them. Then, it will be Manchester City from England who will lift this season's Europa League. For neutral fans, they would certainly prefer Atletico Madrid to score. Not because they are more supportive of Atletico Madrid, but because then maybe the game will go from 90 minutes to 120 minutes. And the extra 30 minutes are destined to be wonderful.

In the eighty-third minute, Atletico Madrid made a comeback. This time it was not Aguero who attacked, but Fran, as if a long-range shot from the top of the Uruguayan penalty area with his own "lore" attribute smashed directly on the crossbar, causing a burst of exclamations at the same time, Lin Sen had not yet shown any feelings, and Kidd on the side was about to have a mood after eating De Jong.

Thousands of confessions, De Jong still had an old problem at the last moment, and he couldn't concentrate, you know, De Jong was able to start in this game, and Kidd had "merit", although it was Lin Sen who made the final decision, but after all, it was his Jianyì.

In the 86th minute, Manchester City launched a counterattack, and Bale, who had been tepid in attack because of too much involvement in the defense, suddenly made a force, and he went all the way past Jurado, Assunção and Ujfarusi on the left side, like a sharp blade that went straight into Atletico Madrid's belly without hindrance, but unfortunately a good start does not equal a good end, and his final shot was a fraction of a goal away from the goal.

Both sides dodged each other, and the game entered a situation where it seemed that a thunderous ball could kill people at any time, but in fact there was not a drop of rain.

Flores on the sidelines is no longer touching his chin with his hand, but directly with his fist against his chin, and from time to time he subconsciously opens his mouth to bite his fist, of course, at this time, even he may not know what he is doing, and Lin Sen, who returned to the coach's seat, was muttering something to Kidd, and soon, everyone knew his intentions.

As stoppage time approached, City's bench was filled with warm-up players, and when the fourth official raised the sign for three minutes of stoppage time, three players were ready to play.

Harvey Martinez, Ireland, David Luiz.

"Finally, at the last moment, Lin Sen is finally going to make a substitution, but after these three people are replaced, stoppage time should be about the same......" Unlike the previous few minutes, the English commentator's voice at this time revealed a sense of relaxation, the momentum after Atletico Madrid's goal was indeed suffocating, but if the goal is so easy to happen, why wait until now.

Manchester, MCFC Bar, everyone stood up, like the Manchester City fans who were there at this time, jumping and singing the same songs, and then excitedly waiting for that moment to come......

90+1。

90+2。

90+3。

Stoppage time is full.

Atletico had one more chance to attack and were about to finish the final one, so the referee held the whistle in his hand and was ready to end the game.

It was Sergio Aguero with the ball.

In the closing stages of the game, Atletico Madrid, like countless teams that relied on individual stars, pinned all their hopes on their core, and Aguero looked at the opposite side of the penalty area that seemed to have a wall, where there were his teammates and his opponents, he didn't know how much time was left in the game, but he knew that the singing of the Manchester City fans in the stands was very clear.

This means that they are already waiting for the referee's whistle.

That means it will be his last offense.

Standing across from him was still Kompany, while to his left was David Luiz, who had just come on the pitch, in front right. It's David Silva.

For them, the championship is in sight, and at this moment, Aguero still does not see much joy on their faces, only concentration and abnormal calm.

There is no chance.

Even if Aguero is confident in his own ability, in the face of such a defense, he still does not see a glimmer of hope that he will become a savior, he subconsciously looks at his partner, Fran is trying his best to meet him at this time. But now, he is not only by De Jong, but also has a much taller figure, also Xavi Martinez, who has just come on the pitch.

It is impossible to pass the ball.

Shooting, too, is in vain.

At this moment, Aguero suddenly felt lonely like never before.

The referee puts the whistle to his mouth, stretches his hands flat, and the whistle is two short and one long.

The Manchester City coaching staff and substitutes, including those who had been substituted but stood directly on the sidelines, poured into the pitch like a tidal wave. Thunderous applause erupted over the court......

'Sergio Aguero's forced shot was blocked by a Man City player and Rizzoli blew the whistle for the end of the game! Two to one! Congratulations to Manchester City! The championship belongs to them! This is their third trophy of the season! They became the Triple Crown! ”

Manchester at this time, not just the MCFC Bar, is in Town Square. The crowd raised their arms and chanted.

"Champion! We are the champions! ”

On the pitch, the Manchester City players, who had already hugged each other, were soon surrounded by reporters, but almost all of them did not even have time to speak. It was hugged by the other team members, and then, in addition to the media recording this qiē with a camera. It was impossible to complete a full interview, and Lin Sen had no intention of letting the media bother him at this moment.

After the game, he walked over quickly and shook hands with the opposing head coach Flores, and then rushed onto the pitch and hugged every player.

This is already the third trophy won this season.

200 million, three crowns!

Aside from losing an FA Cup, Linson didn't let any of the titles go aside, and in his first season in charge of Manchester City, Linsen delivered a near-perfect answer!

The victors celebrate, and the disappointed fall into disappointment.

Koke, who came off the bench to score a goal, didn't go down the pitch the moment the whistle blew like the rest of his team-mates, he just crossed his waist and looked at the opposing goal, not knowing what to think......

He stood like this until Aguero came over and patted him on the shoulder.

Aguero was also disappointed to lose, but when the whistle blew, he calmed down.

"You're not going to say hello?" Aguero looked at Lin Sen, who was hugging his teammates not far away, and said.

Whether in terms of age or seniority, Aguero is Cork's big brother, and more importantly, he knows more about Linson and Cork than others, because the first goal scored by Cork on his debut was an own goal, at that time, it seemed that the whole world was standing opposite him, only Linsen stood by his side for the first time, and Aguero knew, because it was he who helped Linsen bring Cork in the first place.

Hearing Aguero's words, Cork didn't speak, he shook his head silently.

"Nothing." Aguero said lightly, "He's not that kind of person, what's more, he's a winner." ”

But Cork shook his head stubbornly.

"That's up to you." Aguero nodded slightly, just patted him on the shoulder again, and walked away.

Still alone.

Victories can be celebrated with impunity, but losers rarely lick each other's wounds, unless it is incumbent on them, as Sergio Aguero did to Cork at this time.

It's just that Aguero can comfort Cork like this, but can he comfort himself like this? ――

Away from the hustle and bustle of the pitch for a while, Lin Sen had just opened the door to the locker room.

With a burst of commotion, he was doused from head to toe.

When he finally came back to his senses, he couldn't help crying and laughing, these bastards almost had a bottle of champagne in their hands, and the mouth of the bottle was all facing themselves without exception, Lin Sen wiped his face, straightened his collar, and there was actually wine spilled from his body.

Facing the players who were still coaxing, he waved his hand.

"Alright, get out of here and get me dressed, don't keep our fans waiting too long, you bastards champions!"

As soon as Lin Sen's words fell, there was another burst of laughter.

"Champion!"

"We are champions!"

……

Seeing that these bastards were shaking the wine bottle vigorously, Lin Sen hurriedly shook to Brian Kidd's side, and the wine was showered, looking very happy, and indeed very happy, but the wine choked into his nose, and the taste was not pleasant, but Lin Sen, who hid next to Kidd, soon found that when Kidd was actually carrying a bottle of wine in his hand, he couldn't help but cry and laugh a little.

I said, why isn't Tang Hua here, Brian, you are over sixty years old, how can you still be so interested? ――

The runner-up medal ceremony, which was destined to be only a foreshadowing, was over, and when Lin Sen stood at the back of the team and was about to go up to the stage to receive the medal, he seemed to be able to smell champagne.

On the podium, Lin Sen saw many Spanish acquaintances, such as the ugly-faced little Hill and the complicated-eyed Cerezo.

Lin Sen and Little Hill didn't have any conversation, the two sides didn't even have a polite handshake, Little Hill didn't stretch out his hand, and Lin Sen just walked over directly, but when passing by Cerezo, Lin Sen still took the initiative to stretch out his hand, although it was just an unintentional move for Cerezo, but Cerezo was the one who started his "amateur coach" journey.

Congratulations and thank you.

No matter how complicated his mood was at this time, the only thing Cerezo could say was the first sentence, and no matter what Lin Sen had in his heart, he could only answer the latter sentence.

Cerezo did not expect that the person who was only regarded as a "transitional coach" at the beginning would now become a real champion coach, and he used Atletico Madrid as a springboard. Not only him, but Platini, as the presenter, looked at Lin Sen, who was slowly walking towards him from not far away, and felt a little unreal.

Platini first met Linsen at the coach's forum at the beginning of the year, when Linsen only shook hands with him once, and maybe had a polite conversation or two, so to speak, except for an oriental face, Linsen did not make any impression on Platini, and now, he needs to present him with an award, although the Europa League is not the top honor in Europe, but it is still an honor that countless clubs dream of.

With a simple handshake, Linson bowed his head slightly, and then Platini hung the medal around his neck.

Lin Sen looked up, and Platini was looking at him with a smile.

"Well done, Lin, congratulations." (To be continued......)

PS：…… I almost typed the three words of the third end of the volume directly.