"The match... The game is over! Three to two! A score that makes people feel nervous! In the end, Mallorca laughed to the end! It's really amazing! Since the reform of the Champions League, no club has ever defended their title in twelve years! A strong AC Milan and Juventus have only entered the finals of the Champions League three times in a row but have only won the championship once! The most successful club after the reform was Real Madrid, but they have only won the Championship Cup three times in five years! Mallorca has been after the reform.

The first team to defend the Champions League, which was barely successful in relegation four years ago and only participated in the Champions League for the first time three years ago, was an incredible miracle! What's even more incredible is that they won the Triple Crown of this season! Including the league championship, the Spanish Cup REE champion and the Champions League championship, they became the Triple Crown! The fourth triple Crown in history, Spain's first triple Crown team was born! They are - Real Mallorca!"

When the espn commentator read out Mallorca's full name with excitement, he did not realize that from his voice, Mallorca gradually had no abbreviation in the mouths of commentators all over the world. The full name appears - Royal Mallorca!

At this time, the Mallorca players who had already flocked to the stadium to celebrate did not expect this, and they did not think about this, because what they are thinking about now is just celebration, crazy celebration, and celebration that vents all the joy!

"How is it? I just said I will bring good luck, right? Please call me the good luck Matthias in the future!" Matthias said with a laugh.

"Yes, you are indeed a good guy!" Kaka patted Matthias' shoulder vigorously and said with a laugh.

Two black players Etoo and Drogba danced African dances in the middle of the stadium. A group of players who were afraid of the world were surrounded by them, clapping their hands and laughing loudly...

Jose sorted out his clothes, then walked towards Mourinho with a smile.

"To be honest, I really didn't expect Porto to cause us such a big trouble," Jose said to Mourinho.

Mourinho had recovered from his calmness at this time, and he shrugged: "There is no way... your team is still better than me."

Speaking of this, Mourinho raised his head and still looked rebellious: "But, next season, I will lead the strongest team to deal with you!"

"I hope so. Real Madrid has now begun to decline. In the league, our opponent has become Barcelona, ​​and the strength of AC Milan, Juventus, Bayern, and Manchester United has also begun to enter a bottleneck period. If there are no good opponents, I will be very lonely. I look forward to the fight with you next season, and I also look forward to you leading a team with similar strength as Mallorca to fight me." Jose smiled, then blinked at Mourinho and said softly: "Chelsea will be a good opponent... Ranieri has laid a good foundation for them, and Abraham's strong support... To be honest, I hope to lead such a team."

Mourinho looked at Jose in surprise, and after a long time he smiled bitterly: "You seem to know everything."

"The European football circle is just that big." Jose gestured: "See you next year?"

"See you next year." Mourinho held Jose's outstretched hand and nodded to Jose.

Jose smiled slightly and watched Mourinho walk away - this tough guy caused the biggest trouble for Jose and Mallorca in this game. If Mallorca's players were not as strong as Porto, who appeared in overall strength, and Jose also allowed Mallorca's players to exert their full strength, it is still unknown who will win this game.

"Sometimes, there are some opponents to make the game more interesting. By the way, I will make some money." Jose thought to himself.

Just as he was thinking about something, his back was suddenly caught. Jose turned his head in surprise, and then saw Mattias' excited face...

"Damn, what do you want to do?" Jose only had time to shout, and two black players Etoo and Drogba who were around him caught his feet. Then the other Mallorca players rushed over and lifted him up...

"one two three!"

The players shouted slogans and threw Jose into the air. Jose spread his hands. He was used to it. He had enjoyed such treatment after winning the Champions League last year...

So he just looked around helplessly. After all, this situation is not common. The scenes that are rising and falling in front of him suddenly become so clear...

He seemed to see his father standing there cheering in the box, and King Carlos I was applauding and smiling next to him; he seemed to see a white-haired Mallorca fan sitting quietly in the carnival crowd, with a comforting smile, which formed a strong contrast with the fans shouting around him; then he also saw Karin...

This beautiful little girl is now wearing a Mallorca home jersey. She cheers with her arms open, and sometimes withdrew her hands to cover her face. She seemed to be so excited that she couldn't do herself - Karin, who didn't know much about football before, watched these live games. The enthusiasm factor in her nature has been incited, and she can completely vent her excitement and joy on the sidelines!

Looking at the joy and joy revealed from the Qianqian's ten fingers, Jose suddenly felt that he had worked so hard to manage this top team, and worked hard to prepare for so many strong teams. The efforts along the way were definitely enough...

Thinking of this, he opened his arms to face the sky, and then closed his eyes.

This feels so good!

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Amid the cheers of the audience, the award ceremony of this Champions League officially began!

UEFA President Johnson invited two big names to the scene, King Juan Carlos I of Spain and President Sampaio of Portugal to present awards to both sides. Carlos I was naturally very happy. The La Liga team that won the game...

The first one to go on stage to receive the prize was the runner-up Porto. They quickly finished the silver medal and they ended up quickly. Mourinho did not ask Johnson to hang the medal on his neck, but held it in his hand. When he was about to leave, he passed by a area where Porto fans were located. Looking at the Porto fans who were looking at him silently, he kissed the medal, and then suddenly raised his hand and threw the medal into the stands!

"Oh! What is Mourinho doing? He threw the silver medal into the stands! Is this expressing his dissatisfaction? In fact, Porto's performance in this game is already outstanding enough..."

Amid the screams, Jose smiled slightly in his eyes - indeed, he was still the unruly magic bird, and the Mourinho, who always caused the topic, could quickly become the focus when he lost, even if it was just such a small action...

This episode did not cause much ripples. Although no one had thrown medals into the stands in the Champions League finals before, this was only a small episode for the entire game, so soon, people's attention began to focus on the Mallorca players who were preparing to win the championship gold medal and win the Champions League...

Captain Nadal took the lead, and the Mallorca players wearing the latest commemorative T-shirt walked up one by one, receiving their own medals. During the process of awarding the gold medal, Carlos I was also helping Johnson give the players gold medals, occasionally saying a few words of encouragement...

"Miguel, you are one of the legends of Spain!" he said this to Nadal.

"Congratulations, Didier, Mallorca's top scorer!" He said to Drogba.

"Good boy Damian, the previous few defenses were really exciting!" He said to Matthias...

After Jose came up at the end, he smiled and said to Jose with a gold medal, "Jose, I think you already know what I said to your father, right?"

"I already know, thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty the King." Jose said politely.

Carlos I laughed and gave Jose a gold medal while saying, "No need to thank you... You must know that you are the first team in Spain to win the triple crown! Congratulations, Real Mallorca's head coach and only shareholder!"

Speaking of this, he suddenly blinked at Jose: "I think that in this way, Mallorca TV will have to use more broadcast fees to buy Mallorca's broadcast rights? You should know that there are many fans in Spain who like to watch Mallorca games now!"

Jose was stunned for a moment, then smiled relievedly - the king knew that this was not a strange thing, and although he could not directly use his power to command the Balearic Parliament to agree to increase the broadcast fee for Mallorca, he must also know something. Perhaps he is becoming more and more fond of Mallorca, the king will do something in the middle. Now Barcelona and Real Madrid are the two largest forces in La Liga. The king naturally hopes that a third-party force can appear, preferably a force close to the royal family. Real Mallorca is the best choice.

"If Mallorca will develop in the future, it cannot be separated from your help." Jose whispered. Sometimes, don't say some things too clearly, just let the other party know what they mean.

A hint of praise flashed in Carlos I's eyes, and then he let go of his hand, asked Jose to raise his head, and then began to applaud...

Jose and Nadal lifted the Champions League trophy high at the same time, for the second time in a row!

The cheers of Mallorca fans swept across the Ao Going Schalke Stadium, sweeping across Mallorca and Spain!

After celebrating on the rostrum, there was a celebration for more than an hour. They climbed to the podium in the center of the stadium. They held the trophy around the field for a while. They placed the trophy on the lawn, and then glided towards the trophy from all directions...

They were celebrating their great moment with mercy.

And Jose, in this case, did one thing.

As he walked past the stands, he saw a group of three fans. The children were about seven or eight years old, but they were also wearing Mallorca jerseys and cheering loudly, and their little face turned red with excitement.

Jose walked over and said a few words to the family, then took off the gold medal from his neck and hung it on the child's neck.

"I already have one. I have to give one of you this year's gold medal... Without your support, Mallorca would not be the Triple Crown."

The camera lens captured this scene, and the espn's commentator stammered: "Oh my God, Jose didn't ask for his own gold medal... What's wrong today? Are all the coaches not used to taking a medal to collect?"


Chapter completed!