Chapter 1172, Best Coach!
Looking at Casillas in front of goal, Piero recalled many things in an instant.
In the summer of 2000, he was the closest he came to the European Championships.
In that final, they fought to the end, Totti, Del Vecchio, Albertini, Nesta, Cannavaro, Toldo, Zambrotta......
Those old guys who played together at the European Championship 12 years ago are now only Buffon not far away.
Like him, Buffon has had a near-perfect career, lacking a European Cup, and if this penalty is scored, then he and Buffon's career will be completely perfect.
Piero exhaled softly, and he slowly stepped back.
Looking at Casillas in front of him, the Spanish man was also looking at him.
Piero is well aware that San Cassie has also been looking forward to this title for a long time.
If he can win the European Cup, then Casillas will become a goalkeeper at the temple level of international football, and his historical status will even surpass Buffon!
With the glory of winning three consecutive tournaments, San Cassie will be awarded the honor of the world's No. 1 goalkeeper!
Piero looked at the goal, and although San Cassie was not tall, he was very agile and seemed to have no position that he couldn't save.
This shot is probably the most crucial shot of my life.
Piero exhaled again, he slowly ran and shot with his feet!
The ball goes to the bottom left corner!
This is the most familiar location for Piero!
Casillas saves in the right direction!
His fingertips seemed to have touched the ball, but it was still a little close......
The ball went in!!
The ball went in!!!!!
The moment the ball flew into the net, the whole stadium seemed to explode!
Italian fans went crazy in an instant! They're going crazy!
European Champion! Now they are European champions!
This long-awaited trophy, they have finally arrived!
In the live broadcast room, Di Livio and Vieri jumped out of their chairs so fast that it was even suspicious that their chairs were loaded with springs!
"Del is so handsome! He's the best Italian star in my mind! I knew they could score! Dilivio's hands trembled incessantly, and he was as excited as a child!
Vieri on the side directly hit a combination punch: "We are the champions!! We are the champions!! We are the champions!!!!! ”
At this time, on the court, a real blue wave has been set off.
The Italian coaching staff, team doctors, staff, and substitute players on the sidelines all rushed to the field, wearing blue jerseys, and they rushed to the heroes of the game excitedly, hugging each other tightly, enjoying the joy of the championship!
Of all the coaching staff, Cannavaro is probably the most excited!
He rushed onto the pitch and hugged Piero tightly!
"Del! Thank you for leading Italy to the end! ”
"Fabio, this championship belongs to everyone, everyone is a hero!"
"I didn't expect that six years later, we in Italy would stand on the championship podium again, it's so cool!"
Compared to Cannavaro, Yunsheng is much calmer.
Although he became the manager of the European championship, for him, his affection for Italy is far less deep than that of previous clubs, after all, he has only been in charge of the team for a month, and it is impossible to have such a strong sense of belonging.
At this moment, Italy successfully won the championship, and in addition to the joy, Yunsheng's biggest feeling was that the pressure was instantly relieved.
This season with Juventus to win the quadruple trip, Yun Sheng is already very tired, this time to lead Italy to the European Cup, Yun Sheng has long been tired, and now Yun Sheng really wants to lie on the grass and sleep.
And you must turn off your mobile phone, otherwise you will be noisy to death.
Yun Sheng walked to the coach's bench on the other side and extended his hand to the old coach Bosque in a friendly manner.
Looking at Yun Sheng with a smile on his face in front of him, Bosque let out a sigh of relief: "Coach Yun Sheng, congratulations on becoming a European champion. ”
"Thank you for the blessings, I'm just lucky."
"Young man, what I said before the game was a bit rude, I just wanted to disturb your mind, I hope you don't mind."
"It's okay, I understand."
"You weren't provoked by me before the game, and you weren't too excited and happy after you won, you young man has a bright future."
"It's okay, after all, I've won too many championships, and I'm numb."
"You're taking revenge on me......"
"yes, hehe, I'm kidding you."
Looking at the smiling Yun Sheng, judging from his face, it seems that this championship has little to do with him, he is not yet an ordinary fan excited, Bosque sighed again and again: "Young man, you have become the best coach of the year, if you can win another World Cup, then your football life is really perfect." ”
Yun Sheng shrugged: "World Cup champion? I don't think about it that much, I still like to lead the club, there are too few national team games every year, it's not interesting. ”
"Well, it looks like you're not going to renew your contract with Italy so I can get ready for the 2014 World Cup. I'm going to comfort my players, goodbye, best coach. ”
Bosque walked to the pitch, and Yunsheng walked in the other direction of the pitch, where he wanted to be with his players.
The European Cup is over, Yunsheng's contract with Italy is also over, and from this moment on, he has ended his mission in the Italian team.
Although there are countless people in the Italian hierarchy who want to keep him, he will not stay.
As he said, he doesn't like to coach the national team, he still prefers the excitement of the league.
These fleeting moments are worth cherishing.
At this time, on the field, countless players are exchanging jerseys, although the game is won or lost, but as the top players in world football, everyone cherishes each other.
In front of goal, Buffon comforted the lost Casillas.
The image of the two sitting together by the goalpost has become a classic picture of this tournament, with two pairs of gloves at their feet, glittering in the light.
This pair of top goalkeepers, who have been compared by countless people for many years, have performed very well in this cup competition, and even the losers deserve applause.
In midfield, Andrea Pirlo and Xavi swap shirts.
Exactly who is the best passing master of this era, Pirlo and Xavi fans have debated for many years. But years from now, they will understand how blessed it is to be able to see two masters compete together.
Balotelli exchanged shirts with Fernando Torres, with both strikers impressing at the Euros, but underwhelming in the league.
It is not yet known what will hold for next season, but the two talented strikers who also play in the Premier League have a sense of sympathy.
In the center of the stadium, Yun Sheng was hugging the players in turn and congratulating them.
At this moment, Piero came to him, and the Italian captain's expression was a little complicated......