At the sound of those three whistles, golden beer was spilled into the air in Nottingham's large and small pubs, and cars on the street honked their horns to a deafening sound, and they stopped, and drivers and passengers leaned out of their windows and raised their arms and shouted.

"Champion! Champion! We are the champions! ”

The celebrations in Nottingham were linked to those at the Olympic Stadium in Athens.

The Forest's players raced, cheered and spoke incoherently on the pitch. The media were like flies swirling around the cream cake, and they surrounded the Forest's players, cameras, cameras, and microphones.

As the head coach of the team, Donn was the biggest contributor to this championship miracle, and he was surrounded by the largest number of media.

Don ignored them, he ran straight onto the field to celebrate with his teammates, hugging everyone, his lips pursed and speechless. He was so excited that he didn't care about the media surrounding him that he forgot that the first thing he did after the game was to shake hands with the opposing manager.

By the time he came to his senses and remembered the incident, Ancelotti had already left.

"Coach Donn! Coach Donn! Can you give a simple interview? ”

"What does it feel like to win the title? Mr. Donn? ”

"It's good! Ha ha! Don laughed out loud and spat out a dirty word. At this time, he felt that he was the happiest person in the world, and the frequent flashing lights made him feel dizzy.

Is this true? I became the manager who lifted the European Cup?

I'm not dreaming, am I? I, a halfway coach, also have one day become the king of Europe?

Are you sure this is not FM2007? I'm not playing a game? What used to be something that could only be seen on a TV screen is now experienced by myself......

My team really really became the European champion?!

He ran back and forth on the pitch aimlessly, and wherever he went, he was surrounded by a large crowd of reporters with cameras, cameras, and microphones.

He saw Eastwood kneeling on the ground, weeping bitterly. And he ran over.

"Hey, cry what, gypsy boy! You should be happy, we are the champions! He laughed out loud.

"I'm glad, sir!" Eastwood turned his head to see the leader standing next to him, and saw a large group of reporters behind him, their cameras and cameras pointed at him...... The gypsy quickly wiped away his tears and got up from the ground. "Boss. You're like a big shit, you go with such a big swarm of flies everywhere! ”

"Hey! Freddy, you're a legendary shooter now, so be careful in front of the media! The goal that sealed the winner in the Champions Cup final, well done! With that, Donn hugged Eastwood tightly in his arms.

Maldini looked at the man in front of him, and the other party was looking at him.

"Hey, are you going to apologize to me?" He asked.

The other shook his head and nodded.

"I want to swap jerseys with you. ”

Didn't expect Dmitrio. Albertini would make such a request, and Maldini was a little surprised.

"Aren't you going to give me a retirement gift?" Albertini took off his shirt and handed it to Maldini.

"You snatched the championships. And ask me for a gift......" Muttered to Maldini as he took off his shirt and handed it to Albertini.

"Did you really decide to retire just like that?" After exchanging jerseys, Maldini asked.

Albertini nodded: "I'm tired and satisfied." I can't think of any reason to keep playing. ”

Looking at his old friend, Maldini couldn't get angry even if he wanted to.

I played at AC Milan until I was 38 years old. Enjoy all kinds of accolades. Demi, who is as loyal to Milan as he is, can only drift away...... So this trophy may be the best compensation owed to him by Milan?

Maldini looked up at the podium, and he even thought that if Demi wasn't in the Forest, the Forest would still be able to reach the final. Can you still win this game?

Unfortunately, there are no ifs, assumptions on the football field.

Albertini turned his head to look behind him, where the Forest players were already holding hands, ready to thank the Forest fans in the stands.

He was going to say goodbye to Maldini: "I have to go...... Hmmm......"

"Go ahead, call me when you get back to Milan. Maldini waved his hand.

Albertini nodded. "I'm sorry, Paul......" he whispered, turning and running away.

The Forest players are waiting for their captain, Albertini, to come and go. Only then did they hold hands and rush to the Forest Fan Stand.

When they ran to the goal on that side, everyone swooped down and slid on the ground.

There were deafening cheers from the stands.

The players stood up and applauded them.

After doing this, Donn was surrounded by reporters in the middle of the court for an interview. His brain had calmed down, and he was convinced that he wasn't dreaming now, that he was indeed a championship coach.

Tang was pulled to a secluded corner by Tang Jing for an exclusive interview, as the first assistant coach to win the Champions Cup, Tang has too much to report. Other Chinese media outlets surrounded Mr. Sun. Although the Chinese did not play a minute. Ninety minutes on the bench was enough to excite the Chinese media for days.

This is the first Champions Cup won by a Chinese player!

Don found the Italian photojournalist in the group of reporters who had secretly filmed him raising his hand. This is the culprit that led to everything. If he hadn't secretly taken that photo, how could he have promised to jump into the sea if he couldn't win in the future?

When they met again, Don En, as a winner, didn't give face to the other party at all.

"Yo, isn't that the Italian photojournalist? How? Are you here today to throw me up your hands and surrender? Oops, what a pity. If it were in a war, I would have killed a prisoner like you, so as not to waste food. Our army will never accept prisoners. ”

The Italian journalist's face was white and red for a while, and his hands were not put or raised.

After satirizing the Italian photojournalist, Donn glanced at the crowd in front of him, and he saw a lot of Italian reporters inside. When I think of the performance of those Italian media before the game. He couldn't contain the disgust in his heart.

"I'll be happy to answer your questions. But before that I have my own conditions - I don't accept any questions from the Italian press and Italian journalists, and I don't understand your broken English. He shrugged and spread his hands.

Originally, Italian reporters thought that after winning the championship, Don N would respond to his requests in a good mood, but they didn't expect this person to hold such a grudge. For a moment, they looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"You don't have the authority to do that!" An Italian journalist shouted in very pure English.

"I have it!" Don stared at him and roared back. "Now Lao Tzu is the champion! It was you who asked me to be interviewed. Not me! Love to listen or not! If you don't like interviewing me, I'd love to go back and rest! ”

With that, Don pushed aside the crowd and was about to leave.

"I've never seen a manager as unpersonable as you, Tony. Mr. Donne! The Italian journalist shouted disgruntled from behind.

Don stopped and turned to look at him, "You're right. Mr. Journalist. I just don't have the grace, I don't care what you Italians think of me, I don't mind you writing me in the newspapers like Mussolini. You can lash out in the newspaper tomorrow for my refusal to give you an interview, and you can say that I despise all of Italy. Do you want to PS a photo of me giving you a middle finger to attract attention? You see, how considerate I am for you, I have provided you with such a great topic of hype, what else are you going to interview me for? I can't spit ivory out of my dog's mouth, and you don't comfort the loser, what are you doing around me? ”

After saying that, Tang En turned around again and hurried away, and a group of people hurriedly surrounded him.

"Mr. Donn. Mr. Donn, we're not Italian journalists! ”

"It's just, I'm Spanish, I have nothing to do with Italy!"

"I'm an English journalist myself......"

As he walked, Donn casually answered questions from the media. At this time, he fully enjoyed the privilege of being a champion in the position.

The group of Italian reporters who were left behind thought that what had just happened was incredible, and they had never seen such a graceless champion...... Who is he? What's the structure of his brain? How could he hold such a grudge? Why is he? Isn't he afraid of the media lashing out at him? Doesn't he care about personal image and fame?

They were right, and Donn really didn't care what the Italian media thought of him. Slam him. He also didn't care at all about his image and reputation among this group of people. He is only responsible for the Nottingham Forest fans, and he only needs the Nottingham Forest fans to like him and love him. He doesn't even like the media in England. This must have been felt by the English counterparts of the Italian journalists.

The on-field interviews didn't last long, as the Forest players all returned to the dressing room to change out of the T-shirts that the club had prepared specifically for the title. Under the red background, there is a golden number "3", and there is a line of gold letters above and below the number:

“champion

nottinghamforest”

The winner is Nottingham Forest!

Now that the podium is expected to be set up outside, the players don't have to rush out yet, they continue to celebrate in the locker room.

The champagne has been opened, and shirtless players are "firing" at each other with bottles.

As soon as Donn finished the interview, he pushed the door open and was poured several pours of champagne from beginning to end. The photographers who were following Donn's butt to take a little shot of the inside of the team's locker room were also unlucky, with wine stains on the camera lens.

After everyone saw clearly that it was the leader who came in, they burst into laughter.

"Welcome to our championship coach – Tony. Dawn! ”

Everyone raised the wine bottle in their hands and moved closer to Donne, seeing that the posture was about to be poured on their heads. Caught off guard, Don hurriedly asked Chris Rac next to him for help: "Help me, David!" ”

Chris Rac stood up with a sense of righteousness. He rubbed on the chair, stood above everyone, and raised his hands to signal everyone to calm down first: "Listen to me, listen to me, guys!" ”

Everyone put down the wine bottle in their hands for a moment and looked at their assistant coach.

"You've all listened to the head coach more than once, haven't you?" He stood in his chair and pointed at Don and said to the group.

"Yes, yes!" The players nodded in reply.

"He is the one who has imbued you with spirit and faith!" Chrislac raised his voice and swung his arms more widely.

"That's right!" Someone shouted in response.

"Let's cheer him on. Read along with me: Damn Tony! ”

"Damn Tony!" The players shouted loudly.

"We need your damn incitement!"

"We need your damn incitement!!"

"We are a bunch of mad dogs, a bunch of drooling mad dogs...... Beat your opponent to the ground! ”

The players roared like real mad dogs.

"Defense, what we live for!"

The defenders shouted, "Kill the opponent!" Shovel them over! ”

"Attack, what we live for!" Chrislak waved his arms and shouted rhythmically.

"Score! Score! Score! ”

"I say, guys! What we live and what we die!! Chrislak asked loudly as he threw his arms up.

The players, who were thoroughly stirred up, stood in their chairs. They waved their fists and raised their heads to the sky and shouted: "Victory! Champion! Victory! Champion! ”

Donn watched with a smile on his side, when he saw Chrislak suddenly turn his hand, pointed at him and roared, "Now, let's thank the person who brought us the championship!" ”

After speaking. He took the bottle from the other, unscrewed it, and poured it on Donn.

More players rushed up and poured the wine in their hands on Donn.

"A beautiful bar to celebrate your success!"

"!" Don wiped the wine from his face. His eyes could finally see the person in front of him.

The players finished playing tricks on their manager and went playing tricks on each other again.

Don pulled Chris Lak and insisted on wiping his face with his suit. "Damn, David. What you're saying is so exciting! If I had a bottle of wine, I would pour it on you! ”

"I didn't learn it from you, Tony! Ha ha! Chris Rac laughed.

Looking at this group of players scurrying around in the locker room, Don remembered something, and he clapped his hands. "Alright, alright, guys!" shouted, "Alright, alright, guys! Change your clothes and go out to claim your prize, we've made AC Milan wait twice! ”

Yes, the podium was already set, but the protagonist did not come, and the award ceremony could not be carried out yet.

Frustrated, the AC Milan players had to wait to the cheers of the Forest fans. Until their opponent appeared at Yongdaokou.

Don with a group of red faces. Extremely excited players come out of there and see the protagonist appear. The atmosphere of the scene is one level higher.

"Tony! Tony! You name it! ”

"Champion! We are the champions! Nottingham Forest are the champions! ”

There was a loud shout from the stands, and the entire Forest squad came to the podium.

First up was the presentation of the runners-up, and the Forest players didn't care about the procedure. They continued to party and celebrate on the pitch.

It was Don who finally found an opportunity to go up and shake Ancelotti's hand.

The two of them didn't say anything, they couldn't say anything, silence was the best. A simple touch of the hands separated.

Don then stood aside and watched as the runners-up took the stage to accept the silver medals. He knows that these AC Milan players must be reluctant, just like he was last year. At the time, he angrily threw his newly acquired silver medal directly at a small caddy, who obviously would not do anything as shocking as him, because the players of AC Milan are well-behaved and standard professional players who meet the aesthetic of their president, Silvio Berlusconi.

What can you do if you are unwilling, now you are losers. Just like us last year. There can only be one champion, one winner in the world of football. History is written by the winners, and football is the same.

Gattuso went to accept the silver medal with a black face, and as soon as he came down, he tucked the silver medal into the crotch of his pants, and only the strap was swinging outside.

Feeling bad?

In fact, this thing is very simple, if you want to be in a good mood, beat us in the coming year!

The last to take the stage to accept the award was Carlo Ancelotti, who took the silver medal and had a few words with UEFA president Johansson, who could see that he was not in a good mood. Then he walked down with the silver medal.

Seeing that AC Milan finished receiving the medal, there was a singing in the stadium, which was still a little silent just now.

It was the Forest's turn.

The Foresters, who were still bouncing and singing, were quiet for a moment and lined up under the podium to receive their gold medals.

One by one, everyone went up, took the gold medal from Platini, shook hands, and stood aside, waiting for the final moment.

Donn was the penultimate to go up to receive the award, and it was not Johansson who gave him the award, but Pletini. Tang En didn't want to have anything to do with these officials, he wanted to get out of the way after winning the gold medal, after all, everyone was waiting for the final highlight.

But Platini pulled him back: "Tony. "You embarrassed us last year," he said in English. ”

Hearing this, Don naturally knew what Platini was referring to. He laughed dryly, not apologizing for anything.

"But this year you've surprised us all. Nobody thought you would be able to reach the final and beat AC Milan and win the title, including me. None of your opponents have a weak ......"

Tang En asked rhetorically, "Did you arrange it?" ”

Platini didn't say anything, just smiled.

Don also knew that he couldn't have said, "Yes, we arranged it." He turned and walked among his players.

Albertini took to the stage, and this time, even the remaining AC Milan fans gave him a round of applause.

The Forest teammates who were waiting on the stage also applauded and whistled at him.

Albertini walked up to Platini, and the Frenchman patted him on the shoulder and said in Italian: "Any compliment to you is too much, Demy." You've done what a lot of people can only think about in their hearts. Congratulations, Demi! He hung the gold medal around Albertini's neck.

Then he turned around and picked up the glittering silver European Champions Cup.

"Now, it's yours!"

Albertini took the trophy from Platini, took a deep breath, lowered it slightly, and raised it high.

At this moment, countless red ribbons floated down from the roof of the stadium, and gold ribbons erupted from the back of the podium.

"Boom-" The night sky was lit up and dyed red by the blooming flowers.

"Congratulations to Nottingham Forest! Congratulations to Nottingham Forest! They are the winners of the UEFA Champions League in 06-07! A well-deserved champion! ”

At the same time, Queen's classic "We Are the Champions" was sung over the Olympic Stadium in Athens.

With the song "We are the champions, we are the kings of the world", the players rushed up and lifted Albertini, who was holding the trophy alof, on his shoulders.

Don raised his head, and under the red salute flowers and colorful ribbons, the trophy that shone with silver light was extremely beautiful.

It's not a game, it's reality!

He clenched his fists.