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219 The Triple Crown Champion

Rotterdam Stadium.

Barcelona 1:4 Millwall.

Game time:93:48.

The Barcelona fans in the stands had dull expressions on their faces, sadness hidden in their eyes and remained silent.

Except for live TV cameras that occasionally glanced at them, no one paid attention to them anymore.

The Lions fans are already partying and counting down the time.

The neutral fans were also completely conquered by Millwall and stood up to prepare for the moment when the championship was born.

The players on the Barcelona bench were expressionless, and on Millwall's side, all the coaches and players came to the sidelines.

Finally, when the referee blew the whistle to end the game, the stadium erupted into a roar like a tsunami.

"Millwall! Millwall! Millwall!"

The players on the sidelines rushed into the field, and some coaches also started to celebrate.

Benitez took two steps toward the court, suddenly turned around, saw Aldrich with his eyes closed and head raised as if he was performing some religious ceremony, and asked curiously: "Aren't you coming to celebrate together?"

Aldrich took a deep breath with a smile on his face. When the tense nerves finally relaxed, it seemed that even the air had a smell, which was refreshing.

He opened his eyes and said to Benitez: "You go first, I'll be a little later."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the Barcelona coaching bench.

After the game, Barcelona's players stood on the field with their eyes blank. Some players put their foreheads on their foreheads and lowered their heads, looking sad, while the coaching staff and some substitute players went on the field to comfort the players.

Aldridge walked up to Robson. Although the old coach lost the final, he had gone through the storm and his mentality was able to smile despite the storm.

The two held arms and talked, Aldridge put away his smile and said solemnly: "It's a pity that we didn't meet Barcelona who are in the best condition today."

Robson smiled lightly and said: "Why are you so honest? You should say that Barcelona is the strongest today! In this way, Millwall's championship will be even greater."

Aldridge shook his head and said: "There is only a thin line between confidence and arrogance. We won today, but it is not the end of the story. If these players think they are invincible, then today's victory may have planted the seeds of disaster."

.I will let them celebrate, and then tell them after they calm down: You did not meet the strongest Barcelona. Even Ronaldo was not in good condition today."

Aldrich did not mean what he said. At this time, he was pretending to be a winner to compliment his opponent. He was speaking from his heart.

Barcelona is under mental pressure to catch up with Real Madrid in La Liga. They went all out to play a Spanish El Clasico a few days ago. Coupled with the unstable condition of the players in the team and other factors, Barcelona is not in the best condition today.

In particular, Ronaldo, the genius in Europe's spotlight, is indeed impeccable if you just look at his performance this season. But if you analyze it in depth based on his performance throughout the season, his state actually has ups and downs, especially in

Ronaldo's future at the club came after Barcelona president Nunez ruled out him last month

Nardo was even more distracted by the transfer. He wanted to double his salary. But Nunez refused. Perhaps it was a preconceived idea. Nunez was opposed to the introduction of Ronaldo from the beginning. Now.

, all Europe knows that as long as Ronaldo's contract penalty is paid, the alien can be taken away from the Nou Camp.

Robson patted Aldridge on the arm and said: "Don't belittle yourself. Your team performed better today. You deserve to win the championship. Go ahead and celebrate with your players. They must be waiting for you."

Aldridge and Robson shook hands formally, then turned and walked onto the court.

The players who were hugging each other and celebrating on the court saw him coming and surrounded him one after another. Aldridge hugged each player and praised them for their performance today.

When he walked to the other end of the field and hugged Gianluca Zambrotta, there were roars from the stands.

"Aldrich, Aldrich, Aldrich, damn, look here!"

Aldridge looked around and saw the stands where the Roar fans were. Brady and Fred were standing at the front. Brady yelled at him fiercely: "Give us some souvenirs! Your suit is so beautiful.

,Give it to me!”

"I want a tie!" Fred jumped up and shouted.

"Give me your panties!"

I don't know which female fan shouted loudly from behind, making the people nearby burst into laughter.

Aldrich was not stingy either. He took off his suit, loosened his tie, and threw it to Brady and Fred.

"Damn it! Don't grab it! It's useless if it's rotten, eh? The quality is really good!"

Brady held the suit in his arms. After a while, he realized that no one was around to grab it. He put the suit on, which was a little funny, because he was wider than Aldridge, and the slim suit obviously stretched out on him.

very.

Fred was wearing a jersey and tied his tie around his neck. The two looked like a comedian duo.

From the second the game ended, the live broadcast agency had cameras focused on Aldridge, and his action of throwing his suit and tie into the stands was captured.

After that, Aldridge stood alone on the sidelines, with the roaring fans behind him. Aldridge looked around the court and imprinted every scene in his mind.

The players running wildly in celebration, the coaches laughing proudly, the crowd greeting the fans in front of the stands...

And the devastated Barcelona coaching staff and players.

This is an incredible time.

Because at this moment, Aldridge looked at Mourinho, who was more than thirty meters away, holding Guardiola's shoulders and comforting him. Perhaps, they were comforting each other.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Nothing is simpler than the green field.

Aldridge closed his eyes again, feeling the crazy atmosphere in the stadium and the deafening sound coming from behind.

"Millwall, king of Europe!"

"Millwall, king of Europe!"

Today, there is no miracle, more like a myth.

Millwall, who was still struggling in the English League two years ago, became the Premier League champion this year and became the king of the European Cup!

While Aldrich enjoyed the excitement of the moment of success, he felt more relieved.

Once again he fulfilled his promise.

Millwall boys. Give me some more time, give me some more support, and let us continue to interpret the myth!

"Boss?"

Hearing someone calling him, Aldrich opened his eyes and found himself surrounded by players.

The shirtless Nedved, Larsson, Schneider and Trezeguet were all smiling in front of him, with other players around and behind him.

Aldrich looked slightly surprised and suddenly lost his balance. Someone picked up his legs from behind and lifted him up.

Southgate yelled: "Boss! Thank you!"

The players happily threw him into the sky.

Aldrich looked at the clear sky in the Netherlands and laughed so hard that he was drunk...

After the award ceremony, Aldridge and his team got on a plane back to London that night.

It takes less than two hours to fly back to London from Rotterdam.

The team got on the plane near ten o'clock, and the players took photos with each other holding the championship trophy on the plane, continuing the crazy atmosphere of post-match celebrations.

Aldridge was also included in the group taking photos with the players. They opened champagne glasses to celebrate and sang and danced in the small cabin.

When the plane landed in London, no one was clean. Most of them were soaked with alcohol and looked miserable.

Before getting off the plane, Aldrich stood at the front of the aisle and asked with a smile: "What are your plans after getting off the plane?"

"Go home and sleep!"

The players responded in unison. Schneider saw Aldrich's surprised expression and laughed loudly: "Boss, of course we know there is a final waiting for us the day after tomorrow!"

The expressions of the other players were half-smiling, which made Aldrich laugh and get angry at the same time, and said: "Okay, I hope you can reassure me. I have a holiday tomorrow and will return to the team the morning after tomorrow. In the afternoon the day after tomorrow, we will win another championship trophy.

That’s our last game of the season, and you guys should be like me and don’t want this season to end with a defeat, right?”

"Of course, we want to be the Triple Crown champions!"

Southgate shouted loudly, and under the captain's shout, other players also shouted.

The players were still in a state of excitement, especially when Aldrich and others walked out of the airport exit, the scene outside surprised them.

Millwall returned with great honors. In addition to reporters flocking to the game, Millwall fans in London also came to the airport to welcome their heroes.

It was almost midnight, but the fans' enthusiasm remained unabated. They held up the club's scarves and chanted Millwall's name outside.

The camera lights flashed and the camera lens was focused on the crowd coming out.

Aldridge and the coaching staff were the first to walk out. He walked at the front. Compared with his usual chic and tidy image, he looked a little wild and unruly at the moment. He was wearing a shirt and trousers with a slightly messy hair style. He was smiling and waving with one hand.

He greeted the fans and walked forward holding his suitcase with the other hand.

Benitez and Jenson followed Aldridge while carrying the European Cup Winners' Cup championship trophy. The two deliberately lifted the trophy to show it to the crowd, which aroused high-decibel cheers and applause.

When the players behind came out, the atmosphere at the scene rose to another level.

The first one to come out was Nedvěd. Like other teammates, he was carrying a travel bag on his back. Larsson put his hands on his shoulders behind him, followed closely behind Larsson, and Southgate also put his hands on his shoulders.

Pressed on Larson's shoulders.

Millwall's players came out in an orderly manner, shaking their heads and repeating sentences rhythmically.

"Triple Crown! Triple Crown!"

The fans were still shouting their names at first, but soon the sound changed to the same rhythm.

"Triple Crown! Triple Crown!"

Millwall's players returned from the game. The team was full of joy. With fans and reporters watching, they boarded the bus and left.

Everyone knows that Millwall's season is not over yet, and as they say, they will compete for the third championship trophy of this season the day after tomorrow: the English FA Cup!

Now, they are not only the focus of London, but also the focus of England as a whole.

Just the scene of their return from victory made major TV stations report it as news, and repeatedly played the scene of the players happily singing and talking about "Triple Crown" in unison.

This allowed Millwall to quickly pass through the neutral fan market, allowing more fans to fall in love with them, and more new-generation fans to regard their players as idols and become their first love in the football world! (To be continued, please search Gone with the Wind Astronomy and novels are better and updated faster!


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