Chapter 1256: Chapter 1256
Chapter 1256: Chapter 378: Quantum Mechanics – Seeing Through the Surface
“I know you’ve earned high salaries and won many championships. But you’re just Ashley Cole, just Michael Ballack. You are top-tier players, but not great. I thought of a great name, everyone calls him the extraterrestrial visitor. But just because in his entire career, he never won the UEFA Champions League, someone always brings it up during selections. Every time someone says Ronaldo is great, someone else says Ronaldo is not a UEFA Champions League winner, and you don’t want to face that situation, right?”
Ballack’s sudden voice startled everyone.
His desire for the UEFA Champions League trophy had become an obsession, and if he had to choose between millions or the UEFA Champions League, he would definitely choose the championship.
Just a month ago, he criticized his teammates during a National Team match.
That kid Podolski had actually slapped him directly in the face.
He was fed up with the feeling of not being respected.
In the absence of a need for money, Ballack became increasingly eager for the championship and respect.
Mourinho was also taken aback, but he was still very satisfied with Ballack’s performance.
Mourinho continued waving his hand and said: “So, we must win everything. There are only two games left in this season. Manchester United is being noticed because of their treble, and Arsenal has become one of the Premier League’s strongest representatives by an undefeated win.
If we win today’s game and the upcoming FA Cup final, we will become the team that, unbeaten across four competitions, wins four crowns. This is something that’s fucking never been done in football history, not even when Real Madrid, led by Kevin, won so many championships, they couldn’t do it undefeated.
When we go back to the field, persist, use all your means. I don’t care if you dive or imitate their acting, as long as we can win and make history, I don’t care at all.
After going back to the field, strive for victory, let’s create the greatest history together!”
“One, two, three, Chelsea!”
Terry stood up and cheered fervently.
“Champions, champions, we are champions!!!”
The entire room was filled with the shouts of men.
Players, coaching staff, the medical team, and managers.
Even Abramovich couldn’t resist, jumping and shouting about winning.
Abramovich finally understood why he liked football, liked being with the coaching staff.
Being with these players and coaches always made him feel a kind of passion he couldn’t find in business.
A group of world-class players, temporarily putting aside all distractions, fighting till the end for honor.
Abramovich thought this might be football’s most romantic aspect.
Huang Kaiwen smiled as he shoved an Energy Bar into his mouth, chewing carefully.
Mourinho’s team was one where there was no need to worry about morale.
This coach was obsessive, arrogant, and flamboyant, but these negative terms turned into compliments because of his charisma.
“Kevin, say something.”
Terry said to Huang Kaiwen, who was eating wildly.
Huang Kaiwen accepted the water Ramos handed him, took a big gulp, sat on the bench, and said: “Actually, I don’t really know what to say, because I’ve never lost, and today won’t be an exception.”
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This was a confidence entirely different from Mourinho’s craze.
He was very convincing.
After all, his achievements backed it up.
Mourinho smiled and shook his head.
When he first joined Chelsea, his first words were, I am a European champion, and you are nothing.
If his career had been as glorious as Huang Kaiwen’s, he could probably have said something more impactful.
Mourinho pulled over the tactics board, wrote, and drew on it before knocking the tactics board, saying: “To beat Barcelona, the most important thing is defense, let me remind you, everyone go back and defend, leave the scoring to Kevin, everyone do their job, this is what a united team should do…”
Fifteen minutes of rest passed, and the players from both sides walked out of the players’ tunnel again.
Messi saw Huang Kaiwen, smiled slightly, and then quickly restrained himself.
His teammates were not so gracious. Even when it was their own foul, they often talked bad about Huang Kaiwen in the locker room.
Huang Kaiwen also nodded with a smile and then walked out of the tunnel with his teammates.
“We are the champions, we are the champions…”
70,000 against 30,000, the voices of Barça fans were completely overwhelmed.
Camp Nou and Bernabeu have always thrived on numbers, and Stamford Bridge was never some devil’s home ground.
Today, the locals of Rome stood out the most; those who didn’t know might have thought they were Chelsea fans for generations.
The players from both sides formed circles for mutual encouragement before returning to their positions to prepare for kickoff.
The second half began, and Barca started with passing back once again.
Huang Kaiwen and Huntelaar made some symbolic pressing, but the Barça players dared not be careless.
They couldn’t ensure when Huang Kaiwen might suddenly go all out in pressing.
Even Xavi, without making a move, chose to pass back instantly.
Toure made a direct horizontal pass to Piqué.
Huang Kaiwen immediately accelerated to charge up.
Piqué didn’t pass right away, instead tapping with his right foot to wait for Huang Kaiwen to rush in.
Huang Kaiwen continued with a light jog without meaning to accelerate.
When he was in front, Piqué passed sidelong.
It was at that moment that Huang Kaiwen suddenly sprang into action towards Silvinho, who was blocked on the sideline as soon as he received the ball.