Green Life

The Olympic Stadium in Rome, at this time, in the northern suburbs of the city, is shining like a polar star and boiling like a volcano.

The sky in the eastern hemisphere is already dark, but the sky in the western hemisphere has just entered the darkest night, facing the sun and night, hundreds of millions of people have fallen into complete madness.

Here, it is like a fiercely beating heart, pumping blood to all directions, because here is the Champions League final. Just now, Liverpool played the third time in Rome and Europe is the king!

3:2, this is a script of quasi lore and anti lore.

Reversal has officially become synonymous with Liverpool. Barcelona and Chelsea are not on their side. Many people think that they should be eliminated by Barcelona in the semi-finals, and the finals can't do the Chelsea, which has been in the final for two consecutive years.

However, they have done it now.

If you say that the Kaka season in 2007 and the C Ronaldo season in 2008, the Champions League in 2009 belonged to Makqin, they almost all put the team on the throne of champions by themselves, especially with Kaka and Makqin are the most obvious.

With 11 goals in the knockout round, they slaughtered Real Madrid, sent away Huang Qian, sniped Barcelona, ​​and finally reversed Chelsea. Although his performance in the league is much worse than in the Champions League, this trophy is enough to keep him in Liverpool. , Forged Godhead.

Mark Qin, from today, he has been officially stamped with Liverpool's seal, just like Gerrard after Istanbul, not only because he came from the youth training, but he officially became a banner.

The runway under the Liverpool stands was overcrowded, with countless people surrounded, teammates hugging each other excitedly, as well as the Mark Qin who no longer knew whether to cry or laugh.

His emotions are completely out of control, but the number of people who are out of control tonight doesn't know how many.

"Mark, Mark, listen, we are champions", "we are **** champions", "damn champions"

Too many people gathered around him, surrounded by reporters from large movies, Rome night, no less than Istanbul.

The stands are really flames, usually tears. The Red Army fans have burst and it is difficult to control themselves. Indeed, all the Blue Army fans hold their heads in their hands and burst into tears.

Just ten minutes ago, they were still ecstatic, but this is football and this is competition.

Here, heaven and **** have always been separated by a line, only one step away, only a moment!

But this is its fascinating place, this is what you can't see in your ordinary life track, wonderful.

And the ups and downs that you can't enjoy!

"The game is over, it's really over." Zhan Jun just recovered from that kind of absolute brain congestion, his whole body seemed to lose a trace of strength, "Liverpool-style victory"

"It's another Istanbul", Zhang Lu also took a sigh of relief. He couldn't be as bold as a young man when he was old, hurting his body, "Making a god."

Speaking this sentence from the mouth of an old football can weigh the weight of the championship and the status of Maqin's fabulous knockout performance.

Yes, for Liverpool, a troubled club, regardless of the reason, they have now reproduced the glory of the Shankly era, and this generation will be remembered.

Three finals in five years, two Champions League championships, one league title, one FA Cup, and one League Cup can already write an era and a brilliant song.

Benitez, Hypia, Carragher, Gerrard, Alonso, Kuyt, Mackin, and many more, they will be written into monuments and history.

Although this is only sports, even though this is only a club with a population of less than one million, when it comes to football in the future, Liverpool during this period must be among them.

Xiao Lei was already crying incoherently, as did McManaman and Irving in Newcastle. What did we miss and what we witnessed.

Abu left the table angrily. There was the 1.9-meter man who rubbed his red eyes and left sadly. There were also Pep Guardiola, Zidane, Mourinho in disguise, pregnant with each other. Kind of a different mind.

In this hustle and bustle, turn around and leave!

This night, belongs to only one person, that is, Anfield, Prince of the Red Army, Maqin.

Hiddink rubbed his numb face vigorously and just recovered from that shock. In these four minutes, he could remember for a lifetime, and this number 18 could also be remembered for a lifetime.

He wants to walk towards the court, but there is a feeling of stiffness in his legs. His road at Chelsea is over. He does not have to doubt. With his own style, only a champion can save him.

Not just the FA Cup, but the Champions League!

He is at best Mourinho second, even Mourinho has left, why does he not leave?

Only Abu, who was tortured and lost his temper, would truly accept a counter-defense master, his name is Conti, but Hiddink definitely couldn't wait for that time.

Barcelona can't erase Cruyff, Real Madrid can't erase Zidane, Manchester United can't erase Ferguson, Chelsea can't erase Mourinho.

This is their casting of the style of a team, that is their business card, that is themselves.

It was Terry who got up first. With tears in his eyes, he pulled up the crying teammates one after another, saying that we will come back next year without meaning.

They fell in front of the trophy again at the last moment, they reached out to touch it twice, and then the trophy cruelly moved away from them and ran towards the red embrace.

There are no more disputes on the green field, only eleven lonely players facing a cruel fate.

Then write, a song of ice and fire.

"Congratulations to Liverpool, congratulations to Mark", Peterson, Reinkel, Julie, and countless people in the media said this at the same time. Fourteen goals were the highest in the Champions League in recent years.

This is an epic season for Liverpool and Maqin, a fairy tale, full of red undead turbulence, because they have a new strong heart.

"Mark, Mark, say something," Mark Qin, who finally got up, was instantly surrounded by a full range of black microphones.

Everyone is waiting for his first words, they all thought that the champion of the Champions League this season will be Messi.

He wiped his face mixed with sweat and tears, and the excitement in his heart still couldn't calm down.

He has subverted history once again, a larger history, and who can appreciate this kind of pride.

"The gods shine on Liverpool!", he yelled into the microphone, and then stepped aside the crowd, together with his teammates, to enjoy this wonderful moment with the fans.

Gods? Who is god? him? Gerald? Torres?

There are a lot of people who make gods in World War I, and there are not no people who make gods in one season. Well, he is a **** in the Champions League this season. No one will care about this at this time.

The winner is always carnival and flattery.

"Awesome", "Mark, great", "This is simply a god-like performance", one by one teammates came to hug him excitedly, and Blue has left the field.

The staff on the field were building the podium, and Platini came to the side playfully. The game was not as dull and boring as he thought, and the number of spectators in the end should exceed 500 million.

But the Premier League is still unbearable.

"Luca" and "Mark", the two embraced excitedly, "We are champions!" "Champions!"

Bruno and Valle also came up, and they felt different from others.

For them, this is a dream.

"Mark, thank you", when Sammy Lee and Hugh McAure came over, Sammy Lee opened a palm.

"Five times, I won the Champions League five times, I am also a legend, haha", he laughed and said, "Liverpool legend"

It is indeed a living legend. Liverpool took it six times in total, and he witnessed it five times. From now on he will be a living museum.

"Haha", there is no need for much words at this moment.

"Five years ago", Peterson's voice sounded again. "It was Red Captain Gerrard who led Liverpool to create a miracle. That day he caught a boy who had jumped from the stands. Yes, he is now Mark."

"Today, this season, he led Liverpool to create a miracle once again. Is this a night in Rome?"

No matter what it is called, today this will be another classic final. After five years, he once again let Liverpool sweep the European continent because of this unyielding red.

"The stands have been set up, Liverpool will usher in their most important and glorious moment, and your life will open a new chapter!" McManaman cried.

He has already thought about it. In the summer, he will prepare a movie about two miraculous nights for Liverpool. Let this red spirit pass on forever.

"Friends of the audience, friends of the audience, soon, you will witness a great moment. On the podium of the Champions League, it will be the first time to stand on a Chinese player."

"When will our football rise again and enjoy this glorious moment," Zhan Jun said emotionally. Zhang Lu did not answer the conversation. The topic was too heavy.

After changing their clothes, everyone in Liverpool stood in a row, one by one on stage to receive the medal that symbolized the club's highest honor.

Gerrard, Carragher, Mackin...

Platini patted Makqin's face, hung the medal on his neck, and said with a smile: "Boy, you really surprised me. I hope you will continue to have such a performance this year in the future and contribute more to football. Performance"

The passionate singing sounded, and when everyone was standing on the podium, Platini personally handed the St. Burred Cup to the hands of Captain Gerrard.

"Come on," he said to Carragher and Maqin beside him. They understood, one held the base, and the two raised their big ears, and then raised them high.

"Boom", "Boom" and "Boom", colorful ribbons flying all over the sky, "wearethe...", the atmosphere reached its climax at this moment.

The countless flashing lights in front of them flashed, and tens of thousands of fans in the stands raised their arms and shouted in unison.

"Congratulations to Liverpool, the great Liverpool, they won the 0809 UEFA Champions League, and they have left a strong mark in the history of world football."

On May 28, 2009, for the sixth time, the Rome Olympics, another imitation will be displayed in the Liverpool Museum to record this peak moment.

It's just that for Makqin, there is a golden boot waiting for him. Last year, he watched others win the championship and took the golden boot by himself~www.readwn.com~ Today, he is in pairs.

"Congratulations to Mark again, 14 goals, every bit is like gold, every goal has witnessed Liverpool's forge ahead this year, and Mark's, the road to the superstar."

"Did I break the record again today? The youngest Champions League final scorer, the youngest main player to win the cup?", he smiled brightly with his golden boots.

"I really hope that it's me who stands here every year, haha", but the person with the camera and the microphone didn't laugh, because he was already qualified to make such brazen rhetoric.

He shrugged, "Just kidding, one season is over, and everything will start from scratch next season, so the glory is over..."

The blue generals held another silver medal in their hands, and looked helplessly on the sidelines with their hips akimbo. They couldn't leave until the ceremony was over. But who hates arranging the Golden Boot here so much?

They watched this guy receive an award in front of them last year, so who would like to be an audience forever?

The night of the Champions League is coming to an end, and Maqin’s road to becoming a **** has just begun...