"Defense!!!!!!—"
Suker shouted loudly!
At this moment, nothing else mattered.
Attack?
To hell with that!
Defense! Defense!
Hold the score!
Including injury time, there were only about 10 minutes left in the match. They just needed to hold the score.
Defense!!!
Defense!!!
Defense!!!
More than forty thousand AC Milan fans in the stadium were shouting loudly.
Their whole bodies exerted strength; their faces flushed red.
They fervently waved their fists toward the pitch as if wanting to send their power to the players.
They wished they could be drained dry, giving all their energy to the players on the field.
Hold the score!
Hold the goal!
They will be champions!
Champions of Europe!
On this star-studded night.
After chaos and upheaval, Milan still marched proudly on the Champions League stage.
On the pitch, Barcelona players had begun to get anxious.
Ronaldinho, Eto'o, Deco, and others desperately attacked Milan's defense.
Tactics and teamwork were thrown aside; all they wanted was a goal!
They wanted to equalize.
They wanted to reclaim hope for victory!
But Milan's wave after wave of defense was resolute and fierce.
They desperately blocked Barcelona's attacks, not giving them any shooting chances.
Dida was fully focused, catching and saving the ball time and again.
At this moment, the entire Milan team seemed awakened, throwing their whole selves into this battle for honor.
In the VIP stands, Milan's owner Silvio Berlusconi was personally present.
Chewing gum, he kept looking down at the clock. The politician, known for his composure, also showed anxiousness now.
Like the Milan fans, Berlusconi hoped the match would end soon.
He also hoped Milan players could hold the goal, defend well, and win the championship!
Barcelona had used all their substitutions.
AC Milan still had one substitution left.
At the 88th minute, Milan was about to use their last substitution.
Maldini came off slowly, clearly wasting time.
When coming off, Maldini handed the captain's armband to Nesta.
The final minutes!
Hold the defense!
During the substitution, Milan delayed more time.
They tried to kick the ball as far away as possible, away from the fans.
Waste as much time as possible.
Suker was still running, like a perpetual motion machine.
With no intention to attack, Suker stuck tightly to Ronaldinho.
He might not be able to steal the ball, but just sticking to this football wizard, making him uncomfortable was enough.
On Barcelona's bench, Messi and others stood up.
They looked tense watching the field.
The current situation was very unfavorable; could it all be lost?
Messi clenched his fists tightly. He had traveled with the team but didn't get to play in the final, which made him feel frustrated.
But losing the match was even more painful.
At this moment, the fourth official came out, holding up the injury time board.
Three minutes of stoppage time!
"Last three minutes! Hold on!"
Nesta shouted loudly.
Everyone squeezed out their last bit of strength. Milan formed an iron defense, constantly interrupting opponents' shots.
"Run! Run! Last three minutes! If it comes to it, foul them!"
Suker shouted and continued to chase Ronaldinho.
Ronaldinho's stamina was already low, but Suker's close marking made him even more constrained.
However, Ronaldinho still managed to dribble and nutmeg Suker twice in a row.
Damn!
Suker turned his head, pupils shrinking.
Eto'o appeared in front of the ball, twisting and shooting fiercely.
"Dida!!"
Suker shouted to warn.
Dida was fully focused. At the moment Eto'o shot, Dida made a perfect lateral dive, grabbing the ball firmly with both hands.
"Awesome!!!!!!!—"
Suker couldn't help cheering, then turned to curse, "Who the hell let him loose?"
Stam scratched his head awkwardly.
He had let him loose.
But he really couldn't run anymore!
Dida held the ball and delayed time, then calmly kicked it into Barcelona's half.
Barcelona rushed forward.
"Less than a minute now!!"
At the Italian commentary box, Crudeli nervously said, "Hold on!"
At the Stade de France, Milan fans' singing had started.
Barcelona fans looked desperate.
Loud singing!
High-pitched chorus!
"Milan! Milan!"
Amid the fervent singing, Milan players fought hard.
Suker pushed Ronaldinho to the sideline, then immediately kicked the ball away.
Just as Suker hurried back to defend, the whistle blew abruptly.
Final whistle!
Like heavenly music!
Following was an explosive cheer.
Whaaaaaaaaat!
Suker gasped for air, turned to look at the scoreboard.
AC Milan 3 : 2 Barcelona!
"We won!"
Suker lay on the ground, raising his arms, laughing loudly: "We won!!!!!!!—"
"Wooowww!"
"We won! We won!!"
"We are the champions!!!"
"Milan are the champions!!!!!!"
Players and substitutes piled on Suker, their expressions wild with excitement.
Champions!
Under such tough circumstances, they still took the championship!
Milan are champions!
The 2005/2006 Champions League champions!
"Champions!!!!!!!!!!!!!!—"
At the commentary box, Crudeli's face reddened, eyes filled with tears as he choked up shouting:
"Milan are champions!!!"
"After a tough 90 minutes, facing the formidable Barcelona and an adverse situation, Milan's warriors never gave up!"
"When the match officially ended, we created another miracle, and opened a new chapter in history!"
Maldini, Nesta, Kaka and others all fell onto Suker.
Through the camera, this scene was broadcast worldwide.
"Maldini and other Milan players all found Suker to celebrate together. Yes! He deserves this honor!"
"When he just joined this season, we didn't even realize how great a player he was!"
"Look at his performance in the Champions League final!"
"On this star-studded stage, under the spotlight of Ronaldinho, Eto'o, Deco, Maldini, Pirlo, Shevchenko, Suker shone the brightest!"
"Undeniably the best performance! Two assists and one goal. After halftime, the game was controlled by Suker's rhythm!"
"Milan repeatedly attacked Barcelona's defense through Suker's constant breakouts on the left side, securing this championship trophy for Milan!"
"Yes! He deserves this kind of adulation! He deserves this kind of cheer!"
"I'm a Milan fan, a Rossoneri! I'm proud! Because we have such an outstanding young player like Suker!"
"The future of Milan will undoubtedly be even brighter!"
On camera, Suker broke free from the crowd and was hugged tightly by Gattuso.
"Beautiful! Beautiful! Well done!"
Gattuso was excited.
Victory and championship itself were thrilling, especially a comeback like this.
Suker broke free again, and was pulled into a hug by Ancelotti.
"Well done! Well done! Kid! Your performance was fantastic!"
Suker could feel Ancelotti's heart pounding wildly.
Clearly, the coach was thrilled.
Suker broke free again, raising his arms, circling the stadium.
Wherever Suker passed, waves of cheers erupted from the stands.
Among the crowd, Suker even saw many fans holding Croatian flags.
With Suker waving at them, they cheered back enthusiastically.
Undeniably, Suker was already a pride of his country.
"Champions~~~"
In a villa in Zagreb, Croatia,
Vukojević murmured, "He actually got it!"
Last season, they were still worried about how to qualify for the Champions League group stage. This season, Suker had transformed into a Champions League winner!
Mandžukić bit his nails, looking conflicted.
"Trying to catch up to him is exhausting!"
"Best player of the Champions League final. This guy has become the focus of the whole world!"
Just like Duimović said.
Milan beat Barcelona to win the 2005/2006 Champions League!
And under Ronaldinho's spotlight, Suker received even more attention.
Suker beat out the Golden Ball winner and World Footballer of the Year to claim the final's MOTM.
Barcelona won the league and the Super Cup, but lost the Champions League.
AC Milan lost the league and the Italian Cup, but they won the Champions League.
Fate is just like that.
This night belonged to Milan!
They are the 2005/2006 Champions League champions!
At the award ceremony, players went up to the stand to receive their trophies.
Yes!
At this time, the ceremony was held at the stands.
Amid the cheers of officials, club executives, and fans,
Bathed in roaring applause, Maldini lifted AC Milan's seventh Champions League trophy!
The entire Stade de France was boiling.
Suker looked opposite, tens of thousands of Milan fans jumping wildly.
Their cheers seemed to burst eardrums.
Yes!
They are Champions League champions!
This is the pinnacle of Europe!
This is the scenery exclusive to champions!
Suker looked at the waving sea of Milan fans.
Like a giant, jumping "wall."
Suker couldn't help but admire:
"Awesome!".