When it comes to the most solemn football event in the world, there is no doubt that it must be the World Cup.
But when it comes to the football match with the highest technical and tactical level, it must be the Champions League final.
The technical and tactical level of the national team cannot be compared with that of top clubs.
Because the club selects the highest level players from all over the world.
Moreover, the players spend most of their time in the club, cooperating with their teammates in the club, and the level of tacit understanding is not comparable to that of the national team.
In a World Cup year like 2002, the popularity of the Champions League final has not been squeezed out, and it still has its special status in history.
With the referee's whistle, the 2002 UEFA Champions League final, which attracted worldwide attention, officially started.
The Hampden Park stadium was like a pot boiling in an instant, and the sound soaring into the sky suppressed everything.
The exciting atmosphere was like a war.
The knight in white and the legion in red vowed to decide the winner on a lawn of more than a hundred square meters.
Li Qingjue is a pure football novice, just watching the fun.
But her curiosity is very strong.
She pointed at the No. 5 player running on the court and asked loudly in Xiao Qian's ear: "Is that uncle Zidane?"
Xiao Qian nodded heavily, not without pride.
"Look, he will be the most shining star today."
Li Qingjue was convinced.
"Well, he must be the most powerful."
Xiao Qian was quite surprised.
"How do you know?"
Li Qingjue said matter-of-factly: "Because he is bald."
Xiao Qian was so anxious that she spurted out a mouthful of old blood. She felt a little regretful that she had no time to teach her so many things.
Little girl from Shanghai, if Zidane hears what you said, aren't you afraid that he will die suddenly on the court?
Today's game will determine the strongest king in Europe. Only one team can stand on top of Europe, so the fighting spirit of both sides does not need to be mobilized.
From the first minute onwards, the game was completely heated up. There were a lot of ups and downs, both sides refused to give an inch, and the competition was very fierce.
However, the entire game went very smoothly, and the referee's whistle was not very frequent.
Some players were knocked down, got up after patting themselves on the butt, and rejoined the fight.
Unlike the Chinese players who fell to the ground without being touched, they had to scream for a long time. When they got up later, nothing happened, but the good viewing effect of the game was ruined.
They all say that Chinese football is not good. These practitioners don’t even care about maintaining the quality of the competition.
Although Leverkusen is not a top club in European football, Leverkusen's lineup during this period is very strong.
Xiao Qian saw the future world's number one central defender Lucio, as well as the unique four-year Asian champion Ballack, as well as well-known players such as Zivkovic, LaMelo, Schneider, and Neuville.
It is said that the final is an unknown game, and most of the audience are prepared to endure the dullness.
No one expected that only nine minutes into the game, there was thunder and thunder, and the goal was born.
Carlos threw a foul ball on the left side near the center line.
Young Lucio made a fatal mistake.
First, he underestimated the arm strength of the senior national team players.
Second, he forgot that the throw-in was not offside.
Third, he didn't expect Raul's movement to be so ghostly.
When he found out that Raul had already started to chase him, it was already too late.
Carlos' powerful side ball was thrown directly to the junction between him and the right back.
The gentle Raul rushed out like a cheetah at this time, successfully received the ball, and went straight to the right side of the penalty area.
If the running distance was longer, Lucio would definitely be able to catch up. But Raul has already entered the shooting range and will not give him a chance.
King of the Rings glanced at Bute's position, and made a light push shot with the inside of his left foot. The ball passed Bute's left side, went straight to the far corner of the goal, and rolled into the goal line without any suspense.
The scene exploded instantly, and tens of thousands of Real Madrid fans surged out, venting their joy wantonly.
Xiao Qian even stood on the railing excitedly, raising her arms and shouting, further stimulating the energy of the fans.
Many fans knew that he was a young Oriental director of the Real Madrid club, and seeing him perform like this even further stirred up the atmosphere. For a time, the entire Hampton Park stadium seemed to be the territory of Real Madrid people.
What Real Madrid fans are most happy about is that finally someone in the club's senior management can clearly express their support for the team.
In the past, Real Madrid's senior executives always wore suits and leather shoes and were elegant.
Even if the team scores a goal, their applause is reserved and measured.
Although this is more in line with Real Madrid's noble temperament, it does not have a good effect on motivating fans.
Now, a young banner has finally emerged from the top management, showing off his dominance without hesitation, making the fans full of power and becoming a unique protagonist here.
Far away in China, the guests who were commentating on the football match certainly noticed Xiao Qian in the camera.
"Wow, Mr. Xiao is very excited."
A certain "Hehehehe" commented: "It's good to be young."
"I have long heard that Mr. Xiao is a fanatical fan. When I look at him today, I am afraid he is also the happiest fan."
"When will we Chinese fans be able to enjoy such a high-level event up close?"
Is the match between Real Madrid and Leverkusen at a high level?
In the eyes of others, it was really refreshing and admirable. But in fact, in Xiao Qian's eyes, the technical and tactical content of this game was not very good.
Not just in this game, but in all football games of this era, the technical and tactical standards are not very good.
In this era, the technical and tactical skills of professional football are actually quite extensive. Compared with the overall technical and tactical level, the reliance on stars is greater.
Far inferior to later football games, a team's tactics were as precise as a machine.
Watching the match between Real Madrid and Leverkusen, it actually had a bit of a x**t flavor. But the speed of the transition between offense and defense was already reflected, and it was very much the style of later generations.
The Germans will not admit defeat until the game is over.
Just six minutes after Raul scored, Lucio, who had made a big mistake before, redeemed himself.
Schneider took a free kick from the left. Lucio jumped six meters in front of Hierro and slammed the ball into the goal.
The happy Brazilian lifted up his jersey and ran around the field. The words "Jesus, I love you" also became the scenery on the field.
It was this conceded goal that made Real Madrid realize that their old captain Hierro was really old and was no longer capable of the heavy responsibility of the defense.
The next season, Hierro gradually faded out of the main lineup. Finally, a year later, he sadly left the Bernabeu.
After equalizing the score, the atmosphere came to Leverkusen's turn.
Although the Germans give people the impression of being old-fashioned and dull, the more such a nation they are, the scarier they are when they become fanatical.
The red wave swept across the stadium, leaving the Meilingers helpless.
"Xiao Qian, we... won't lose, right?"
The atmosphere at the scene had already affected Li Qingjue. With tears in her eyes, she looked at Xiao Qian pitifully, as if she was a kitten that couldn't find a home.
This girl obviously doesn't understand football.
Xiao Qian hugged her and said firmly and solemnly: "We will definitely win, because we... will be favored by God!"
Li Qingjue doesn't understand anything, but Xiao Qian's words are her strength.
The girl who cheered up again put her hands to her mouth for the first time, and together with the fans who also cheered up, they shouted out the most classic cheering words.
“hala madrid!!!!!!!!”
The fighting became more and more intense.
Real Madrid was unwilling to lose its lead and vowed to distance itself from its opponents.
Leverkusen struggled to equalize the score, and were even more unwilling to draw, and had already begun planning to overtake.
No one noticed the passage of time.
Soon in the 44th minute, Solari completed an overhead pass, and the Brazilian left-back Carlos, who was strong in offense and weak in defense, ran wildly, but he could not get rid of Leverkusen's defensive players.
Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the baseline and the angle was getting smaller and smaller, Carlos was eager and casually made a cross.
The ball was passed so outrageously, flying high and aimlessly, that even Li Tie would be ashamed to see it.
If the ball was received by a Chinese player, then it would be normal for the ball to be grounded.
But at this time, the man standing at the spot where the ball landed was called Zidane.
Because Leverkusen had been retreating, there was no one near the penalty area. The area around Zidane turned out to be a vacuum zone, emptier than the Sahara Desert.
Zidane also knows that the opportunity cannot be missed and it will never come back. Even if he is not sure, he must fight.
He looked up at the ball that was gradually falling, and twisted his waist and hips so that he could drive his left leg to swing straight out.
Zidane's left leg has reached a parallel angle with the ground, which shows his good flexibility.
Only then did the Leverkusen players realize that something was wrong and pounced bravely.
But it was too late. Zidane's left foot collided with the falling ball. The ball immediately changed direction, drew an obscure arc in mid-air, and went straight to the near corner of the goal.
Bute did not expect that Zidane would use such an unconventional way to shoot the ball, and the ball was too fast. He hurried over and fished in vain, but of course he didn't catch anything.
Zidane hit the most classic goal etched in the history of football!
Behind him, there was a player who had rushed to defend and was stunned, but he had no choice but to act as a backdrop.
