Chapter 518: Winning the Prize! (Ask for a commuter pass)
Zheng Zhi's place is in the first row!
This is really unexpected by Zheng Zhi, of course, the position cannot be messed up, it must be specially arranged by the organizers.
It stands to reason that he, a player who can't be in the top ten, shouldn't be in the first row, at least in the second row, but now it's in the first row, and it seems to be boring.
Who is sitting on the left side of the first row? Batistuta, Beckham, Shevchenko, Rivaldo, Roy Keane, Mateus. Batistuta also has his wife by his side, and he looks like a good man.
Surprisingly, Mateus also appeared with his little girlfriend. After moving away from Germany and going to the American professional league, he now doesn't care what the European media says about him.
In the first row on the right are Vieri, Figo, Zidane, Veron, Redondo, and Raul.
Zheng Zhi sat on the far right, and there were three empty seats on his right, I don't know who was sitting, and no one had come yet.
To his left sits Raul, the Spanish golden boy.
If the two people don't know each other, naturally there won't be any topics. However, Zidane and Figo can talk very well, like two familiar friends, I don't know if they are discussing joining Real Madrid together?
Redondo turned his head to chat with Raul from time to time, but he spoke Spanish, and Zheng Zhi couldn't understand it, so he had to sit upright, and sighed in his heart, how good it would be if Barak also came to the award ceremony, at least he wouldn't feel very lonely, but unfortunately he wasn't qualified enough this year.
Next year, maybe Barak will be able to come with him.
Look at people, they are talking and laughing at every turn, this is the height and identity.
The second and third rows are basically the club's head coach, manager and chairman and so on. Of course, all of them are big names, like thunder.
Zheng Zhi is relatively speaking, he is really a small person.
But at this time, Zheng Zhi's right shoulder was gently patted, and Zheng Zhi turned his head, looking a little familiar.
Who is this guy?
Zheng Zhi turned his head slightly and saw an old man with outstanding appearance.
Late Mediterranean hairstyle, sharp-beaked monkey gills, wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, and two dead fish eyes are particularly eye-catching.
Juventus boss Mogi.
It's really Moji.
Mo Ji stretched out his thin right hand and secretly handed Zheng Zhi a business card from the right side.
Because the lighting at the scene is a little dim, maybe no one can see this action.
Moji didn't say anything, just handed over his business card. Zheng Zhi didn't speak, and silently received it.
When people hand over business cards, don't you accept them? At the very least, there is still a minimum of politeness.
Zheng Zhi put the business card in his pocket and turned his head back, as if nothing had happened.
However, these subtle movements were still seen by Raul on the left, of course, only a glance.
This is normal......
Finally, Zheng Zhi knew who the vacant seat to his right was left for.
"Brother Zheng Zhi, we meet again."
Sun Wen,
There are also vice chairman Wang XX and women's football coach Ma Yuanan. Wang XX made a special trip to accompany Sun Wen and Ma Yuanan to attend the FIFA Awards Gala.
Sun Wen sat next to Zheng Zhi, Ma Yuan'an sat in the middle, and Wang XX sat on the far right.
This treatment is very different. There was no leader to accompany him, although he disdained to have a leader to accompany him, but he was uncomfortable.
"Sister Sun Wen,"
"It's a pleasure to see you here."
He almost forgot that today's FIFA awards are also related to women's football, and Sun Wen should be able to win the World Cup Golden Ball Award.
He couldn't even think of such an important thing! No wonder Wang XX is coming.
Zheng Zhi has no achievements in the national team, which is a big difference.
"Sister Sun Wen, you will definitely be able to win the World Cup Golden Ball Award in a while."
"Hehe, not necessarily, the American players are also very competitive, feel free."
Sun Wen smiled, but he took the World Cup Golden Ball Award very lightly......
"Well, if my sister wins the prize, how about inviting me to a big dinner."
"No problem, but my sister doesn't have much money, but she's not as rich as you."
"Then again, you didn't think about women's football when you messed up that football school?"
"Women's football is so poor, shouldn't you support it?" When he said this, Sun Wen deliberately lowered his voice, but he was still heard by Wang XX on the far right, and he couldn't help frowning.
Women's football is very poor, but you won the World Cup, aren't you ready to reward you? What do you mean, you deliberately said it to Zheng Zhi, but in fact it was said to yourself?
Ma Yuan'an in the middle was also very embarrassed, and blamed Sun Wen in his heart, if you want to speak, you can't say it in front of the leader?
Zheng Zhi was also choked. Sun Wen was right, he really didn't think about women's football at that time.
In fact, women's football needs more support than men's football, and there are far fewer girls playing football.
In the future, the women's football team is also slowly withering, and the results are not very good. While it's the peak of women's football, it really should be pushed.
"Sister Sun,"
"You're right, I didn't think about it, and when you get the Golden Ball, I'll discuss with Principal Xu how to incorporate women's football into the school."
"Thank you, brother."
"It should."
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FIFA President Blatter, who also wears a Mediterranean hairstyle, walked onto the rostrum with a smile, and the awards party officially began.
First up are the various awards of the Women's World Cup. After a few inconsequential awards have passed.
Finally, it is time for the grand prize that Chinese care about.
At this time, in the live broadcast room of CCBV5, Huang Jianxiang and Zhang Lu both stretched their necks, and the Chinese fans in front of the TV were also quiet.
First of all, the Women's Football Fair Play Award was awarded, but I didn't expect China to win the championship directly! Wang XX took the stage to accept the award!
Well, that's actually the consolation prize for the World Cup runner-up......
Wang XX was very happy, and when he came back with the award, he was about to fly. However, what the Chinese people want to see is that Ma Yuanan and Sun Wen won the award.
Next up is the Women's Coach of the Year award.
"Pia Sundhag."
Sure enough, it was impossible for the runner-up to get the best, and the best coach was taken away by the American head coach.
"Alas, it's a pity,"
"Ma Yuanan didn't become the best coach, but it doesn't matter, we still have Sun Wen."
Huang Jianxiang comforted the Chinese fans in front of the camera. The best coach must come from the best team, which Ma Yuanan has no advantage in, the United States is the champion of the Women's World Cup, and the coach should naturally be the best coach.
Next, it should be the presentation of the Women's Golden Ball Award.
Zheng Zhi deliberately glanced at Sun Wen secretly.
Sun Wen's seemed to be frozen, and his eyes kept falling on the rostrum, but her left hand betrayed her, and his left hand grabbed the chair handle tightly, and it could be seen that she was actually very nervous.
"The player who won the Golden Ball Award at the 1999 Women's World Cup was Sun Wen from China!"
Portuguese legend Eusebio pronounced Sun Wen's name.
"Yay!!"
Zheng Zhi instantly raised his arms to celebrate, he was by Sun Wen's side, and he was the happiest Chinese fan at this time. He's a player, but he's also a fan.
"Got it, got it, Sister Sun!"
"I said you could win the Golden Globe!"
Sun Wen next to him was relieved, his hands naturally slipped off the chair handles, smiled slightly, and then stood up generously, ready to go on stage to accept the award.
Zheng Zhi also stood up, and my Sun Wen hugged him gently.
"Congratulations!"
Mentor Ma Yuanan also stood up and hugged him as well.
Wang XX just shook hands with Sun Wen.
Then Sun Wen stepped onto the rostrum, and even the Portuguese legend Eusebio took three steps forward to greet her!
"I've never won this award,"
He smiled and muttered.
There was thunderous applause at the scene, although the Women's World Cup was held three times, it has not been famous, and it was not until the third session that it showed its charm and influence.
Sun Wen took the glittering golden ball from Blatter's hand and held it in his arms.
There are no light kisses on the golden ball, and there are no tears of happiness.
What a sonorous rose!
Sun Wen gave a short speech, all of which were lines of thanks, and he did not say anything about himself.
Simple.
Then returned to his seat.
"Sister, why don't you kiss the golden ball?"
"It's so unprofessional."
"But the first time I always have no experience, I have to remember the next time."
"Come, let me be a little happy, let me hug the golden ball." Without Sun Wen's consent, Zheng Zhi directly hugged the golden ball from Sun Wen's hand.
"Ah, so light,"
"It's not a ...... made of gold"
Raul's eyes on the side kept falling on the golden ball in Zheng Zhi's arms, a little hungry and greedy.
He likes this stuff too! It's a pity that it's women's football, not men's!
The men's football team is still on the podium! I don't know when I'll be able to get my hands on it......
"Sister, there's a Golden Boot Award, right? I didn't see the awards. ”
"That, I got it at that time."
"Okay, this golden ball, I'll continue to hold it, it feels good."
"Hug it, and you can take one back when you go back."
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Next is the main event, the award of the men's football team.
Men's Team of the Year 1999.
"Best Team,"
"Is there any hope for Zheng Zhi?"
"I think there's a lot of hope."
"Although he didn't get any honors in Frankfurt, Zheng Zhi's role can be seen by everyone."
Huang Jianxiang guessed.
"Hehe, not necessarily, there are too many good midfielders in world football, and a total of four or five people will be selected, Zheng Zhi may not be able to be ranked."
Zhang Lu didn't dare to be too optimistic.
At this time, the guest Baldano pronounced the name of the best team.
"Goalkeeper Sumechel,"
"Defenders Neville, Stam, Nesta, Maldini,"
"Midfielders David Beckham, Keane, Veron, Rivaldo,"
"Forwards Batistuta, Shevchenko."
Sure enough, there is no name of Zheng Zhi, and there are still a lot of thunderous names that are not on the list, how can it be Zheng Zhi's turn?
Even Mateus, who led Bayern to the Champions League final, is nowhere on the list, and Real Madrid's old prince Bernabeu does not appear.
Zheng Zhi? It's good enough, but it's not really enough......
"Zheng Zhi didn't win the award, but it doesn't matter, he is good enough, not this year, and there will definitely be next year!"
"We should have full confidence in Zheng Zhi."
"The next way to win the prize, Zheng Zhi is possible."
"Goal of the Year 1999! Zheng Zhi's goals were shortlisted for two. ”
"One is a barb, one is the first lift goal he scored shortly before."
"I think it was probably the elevator ball because he pioneered a genre of shooting."
"We'll see."
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The tall and handsome Dutch and Milanese legend Van Basten stepped into the forefront.
"It was an incredible goal,"
"He even started a genre."
"I still can't understand how there can be such a shot in the world."
'It was one of the most wonderful goals I've ever seen.'
Van Basten gave a brief reflection.
'We have to give the best goal award to the genius who created the elevator ball.
"Zheng-Zhi!"
"Ahhhh It was Zheng Zhi's turn to celebrate with Sun Wen raised his arms high.
"It's you, it's you, it's you, it's really you!"
"You've won the prize!"
"Come, return the golden ball to me, you hurry up and claim the prize." Sun Wen carefully took back the golden ball in Zheng Zhi's hand.
Zheng Zhi is not very excited, a small award, the goal is so beautiful, and the award is normal......
He stood up and tidied up his dress, and was about to step forward to receive the award, but Raul next to him stood up and took the initiative to stretch out his hand.
"Congratulations, congratulations."
Then he gently hugged Zheng Zhi's neck and kissed him on the side of his face.
This is the bare minimum of manners and etiquette, although it has never been recognized.
Redondo, who was in a position away, also stretched out his big hand to congratulate Zheng Zhi.
Zheng Zhi is very face-saving.
Walking lightly to the podium, Van Basten also took the initiative to extend his right hand.
"An unbeatable goal,"
"Congratulations,"
Van Basten shoved the prize into his hands.
"Thank you,"
"Thank you."
Zheng Zhi took the microphone casually.
"I'm glad FIFA gave me the Best Goal award."
'It was a really good goal.
"But I want to reiterate that this shot was not the first of my kind."
"He's a Brazilian."
At this time, Zheng Zhi also has to avenge Juninho Jr.
'I'm just playing on the way he shoots.'
Juninho Jr. must be very impressed......
"Being able to delight the fans with beautiful goals is what every player dreams of. But it won't be the best goal, the best goal is always the next one. ”
Zheng Zhi lifted the award, waved it to the audience, and walked off the stage.
This stage does not belong to him after all......
But at least there is no soy sauce, right?
Next, Ferguson won the Best Coach award, and Ferguson led United to the Premier League, FA Cup and European Champions Cup in 1999, and at the end of the year, he led United to the Toyota Cup in Tokyo, Japan. The best coach doesn't belong to him, who else can it belong?
Deserved.
"Next, it's time for the most eye-catching World Footballer of the Year awards."
"I don't know how many points Zheng Zhi can get? Before the European Golden Globe Awards, he won 17th, I think Zheng Zhi should be higher this time? ”
Although it is impossible to win the award, everyone is still very interested in Zheng Zhi's ranking.
On the big screen, the number of votes for each player starts to be projected......