On March 19 in London, the weather was not so cold.

Pedestrians no longer need to wear thick padded jackets, and only need to wear jackets and long-sleeved suits to walk the streets.

London is an international city and a city that belongs to football.

Arsenal, Chelsea, Tottenham Hotspur, West Ham United, Crystal Palace, Fulham, Queens Park Rangers,

Countless famous teams are here, as well as Wembley Stadium, the world's greatest stadium.

It's definitely a city that belongs to football.

Today, while the Premier League schedule continues, there are no fans wearing these team shirts on the streets.

The dark red of Liverpool and the blue of Leicester appeared in the city, and the people in these clothes rushed to the same destination - Wembley Stadium!

Today's London belongs to Liverpool and Leicester City, where they are about to play the real battle of the kings, the League Cup final.

In the busy streets, you can't be sure which car will carry the League Cup trophy and be transported to the stadium with the carver who will engrave the name of the champion team on the spot.

For the fans of both teams, it was not a cold day, but a hot day.

The game will soon start at half past two in an hour, and then the champion will be decided at half past four, and the cup ceremony will be officially held at five o'clock!

Everything will happen today, and both teams will have a chance to lift the ultimate trophy!

Having come this far, no one wants to end up in failure!

But football is also cruel, they have to be mentally prepared, there must be a lonely exit in the future, there is a 50% chance that it will be them.

No one wants them to be in such a mood that they will be in the mood for the rest of the day, and they all have to pray with a sincere heart today that their home team will win the final trophy!

“You'll Never Walk Alone…… Rodgers and Hammerstein…… When you walk through the storm……！！ ”

Before the start of the stadium, the fans of both sides played and sang the team anthems of both sides outside the stadium.

First of all, Liverpool fans, "You Will Never Walk Alone" is a team song that resounded in football circles all over the world.

People know that he belongs to Liverpool and belongs to this team with a lot of roots.

The song carries countless legends, countless legendary resumes and championships, and Liverpool fans hope it will give the team momentum today!

They prayed to the gods of the team's history, and perhaps they could see the team's founder, John Holding, looking at them behind them, Bill Shankly, with a cigarette in his mouth, turning his head with a cold gaze, and the recently retired Gerrard standing by their side again!

On the other hand, Leicester City fans are also not to be outdone.

“When you are smiling……！”

“The whole world smiles with you……！”

Familiar melodies rang out between them, and everyone prayed for the team with a reverent expression.

They don't have too many legends, legends, and they don't have a history full of glory and glory.

All they have is a pious heart and a group of players who are unwilling to die!

Also, fans and believers from all over the world who continue to join in on this road!

They carry the hopes of ordinary people, they are more like a people's team!

As the final was preceded by a tie ticket, each team received more than 30,000 tickets, and they will completely divide the stands into two equal camps today.

As for whether the two teams will have fewer people, or will there be a situation where the tickets will not be sold out?

Sorry, this will never happen.

Today, at least 20,000 fans of both teams who did not have tickets also arrived by train and stood outside the stadium to cheer on their teams.

They are ready to watch the game in a nearby square, and as long as they are closer to their team, they will not feel empty.

“Ha！！ Ha！！ Ha！！ ”

Before entering the stadium, the fans on both sides had already started to fight.

They are spread out in the open space around Wembley Stadium and often form a group of hundreds, staying with people from the same camp and constantly provoking the opposition fans.

They want to overpower their opponents in momentum!

At this moment, they are more like the grenadier phalanx of the late Middle Ages, dressed neatly, hundreds of people are in a formation, and they are making the final preparations for the charge!

As for the players of their team, it is the dragoon army standing behind them, who are sharpening their knives and walking towards this side, ready to rush into the enemy camp at any time to take advantage of the chaos to rush and kill!

Football is modern warfare!

Not long after, they were heading for the stadium, which once had 240,000 fans watching the game, and is now the greatest stadium in the world.

…………

"Buzz ......"

On the swaying bus, sitting are the players of the entire Leicester City team.

Some of them wore headphones and closed their eyes to adjust their mindsets, while others looked out the window and watched the traffic in London in a daze.

The upcoming final gives everyone a lot of excitement, but it also puts a lot of pressure on them.

It's a final they've never experienced before, a crucial game that no one has ever played before, and it will be played in the place they dream of the most!

The opponent is the English giants Liverpool!

Although it is said that one win and one draw are dominant in the league, but in this kind of final, the opponent will definitely not be the team in the league.

They have more experience, they are more mature, they are more confident in this kind of competition.

And they, more like a naked Spartan warrior, launched a naked charge with a sharp blade!

But they weren't afraid!

Success is in front of them, and they will all try their best to prevent the opportunity to win the cup from slipping away from their eyes!

The bus continued to move forward and soon came to the vicinity of Wembley Stadium.

Looking at the magnificent giant stadium in front of them, this place engraved with countless legendary histories, everyone's eyes suddenly showed a few flashes of yearning.

From the moment they made up their minds to become footballers, they all longed to be able to play in this kind of place!

There was a hint of determination in the eyes of each player, looking forward to ending this legendary journey with a victory!

Getting closer, they saw tens of thousands of fans gathered around the stadium, and saw countless flags waving each other, and there was a bit of an atmosphere before the decisive battle.

"Hoo ......"

The emotions had been mobilized, and everyone's breathing had become rapid.

Chen Yufeng, who was still sitting in the back row of the bus, looked at Wembley Stadium at the moment, slightly distracted.

From the mascot that the teams didn't want, to here, he can say that he spent a year.

But it can also be said that it took eighteen years.

Countless times of wandering, and finally at this moment, the same trigger pulled by a teenager sent out a bullet that hit him in the center of his eyebrows.

This bullet was definitely different, he didn't knock Chen Yufeng to the ground, after hitting his head, it exploded in an instant, turning into countless brilliant ribbons that fell from his periphery.

Taking a deep breath at the end, Chen Yufeng closed his eyes to regulate his nervousness.

The final, for him, was also the first time.

A short time later, the bus pulled into the stadium's parking lot and the players were then seated in the dressing room.

Everyone didn't say much, and walked to the court with a determined look in their eyes.

After fifteen minutes of warm-up, they were back here.

Ranieri changed his clothes today, and instead of wearing the dark blue suit he wore before, he changed into an old khaki style.

This suit looks a little old, and it is not a fashionable product of recent years.

Pulling his tie, Ranieri didn't talk to the players about football, he talked about himself.

A small smile appeared on his face, as usual, "It's a suit I've had since my time at Chelsea, it looks a little old." ”

"Hahahaha......"

There was a bit of bitterness in the corners of his eyes, and he smiled as much as he could and said to everyone: "At that time, this was the latest suit style in Europe, and my wife specially found an Italian designer to design it for me." ”

"At that time, I had a feeling that the hard days were finally over, do you understand?"

'I had been fighting for years before that and the moment I stood at Chelsea, I thought I was not far from success.

There was a hint of nostalgia for the past in his expression, "I was happy to tell my wife that I would wear this fashionable suit, stand on the podium symbolizing honor, and engrave my name forever in the football world." ”

"After all these years, my name may indeed be engraved in football, but with the prefix of tinker."

Ranieri took off the jacket of his suit, leaving only a vest and lining on his body, "I never wore this suit again." ”

"I walked it through today."

He held up the old khaki suit and showed it in front of everyone, "This dress that I haven't had the courage to wear for more than ten years is getting as old as my face, but I still want to wear it today." ”

"Because it holds my hope, the wish I made when I was young."

"Like the boys, who didn't have that rogue temperament when he was young, fantasizing about becoming the boss in one place and leaving his own legend forever?"

Ranieri smiled, tears already glistening in the depths of his eyes, "You can't see the younger me anymore, but you can see it." ”

"I'll be on the sidelines with a vest and shirt, and if you win the championship, I'll wear it and celebrate with you."

"I hope you can do it."

After saying the last sentence with a slightly trembling voice, the old coach turned around movingly, as if he didn't want to give his weak side to the players.

All the players have a resolute look on their faces, and they have too many people's beliefs and obsessions today, which will be their motivation.

They have to win, for themselves, for this team, for Ranieri, for Mr. Vichai and for the fans around the world!

Not long after, the referee's whistle sounded outside the door.

Ranieri pretended to sneeze and put his hand on his face, wiped it up and down, then turned around and smiled: "Come on, boys." ”

(End of chapter)