The assistant coach was angry; how could someone boost others’ morale like that?
"Did you go watch AC Milan play in person? Last year, they could lose even after leading by three goals at halftime, let alone this time when they didn’t score a single goal in the first half! What’s the deal with Izalelt? Didn’t he play the entire Italian Cup final and still get defeated by San Remo?" The assistant coach turned and left.
The other players patted Collette, indicating that he didn’t need to take it seriously. It’s normal for veteran players to be condescending to rookie players.
Bayern Munich doesn’t have privileged players; everyone knows this, even Ribeiro is no exception, let alone anyone else.
The coaching staff here would tell all the players one thing: The reason you can win so many championships is not because you’re outstanding, but because we are Bayern Munich!
Such an extreme team culture does have its merits.
But because of it... it’s hard for them to cultivate superstars who are truly recognized globally.
Because they personally deny their own flagship player’s value, why should the whole world recognize it?
You know, winning the Golden Ball Award and World Footballer of the Year doesn’t mean there’s a huge gap between two players.
The gap between the award winner and the second or even the fifth might be quite small.
But that little difference might just be what Bayern denies!
"I don’t mean anything else, it’s just that I also watched the Italian Cup final, later Izalelt played unbelievably well. If it weren’t for San Remo’s Sogel, Bai Zhami, Lu Yang, and Morici playing in super form, AC Milan could very likely..." Collette’s words weren’t finished.
Because no one listened to such unimportant matters.
At the same time, in the AC Milan locker room, the screen showed footage from last year’s Champions League final.
Everyone was silent.
"Around this time last year, we were already popping champagne." Break time was about to end, Izalelt stood up, "We’re fortunate to be the side that is trailing right now, because it makes us clearly understand what attitude we should take to face the second half."
"Finally... this is a message sent by a friend, I think everyone might need to read it!"
After he finished speaking, Izalelt showed his message to everyone.
The contact’s name was "Lu Yang."
The content read: "Alright, I admit you guessed correctly, I do have my own winning insights for major matches, and they’re very effective. Next, please remember every word you see. This is the ultimate winning formula from Lu, undefeated at San Remo!"
"Find a mirror, look into the eyes of the person inside, and tell him... we are destined to win because I’ve watched this match!"
"Keep saying it until the person’s eyes inside are ablaze, until he wholeheartedly believes it and is willing to give everything for it!"
In an instant, the entire AC Milan locker room fell into silence.
Perhaps they finally understood why they could never beat that San Remo team.
Because they really deserved to win!
The second half of the Champions League final.
AC Milan erupted with tenacious spirit.
Their tackles became aggressive.
Almost certainly bound to transfer after this season, Izalelt didn’t cherish his "golden body," engaging in close combat with Bayern’s players, foot to foot, leg to leg.
Son of God no longer appeared graceful and modest for the first time.
His face was filled with frenzy, eyes only showing the image of the man in the mirror crying.
He didn’t want to lose again; he didn’t want the person in the mirror to weep anymore!
"He’s past him! Izalelt kicked the ball forward before being slide-tackled by Melcan. He was knocked down, rolled twice on the ground, but he actually got up in motion, not seeking anyone’s sympathy, and is now sprinting toward the ball! He’s past him!
Izalelt’s speed is too fast, he practically devoured Bayern Munich’s right-back Joshua Gatman. This player’s defensive skills aren’t great; strong in attack, weak in defense, preferring to stay in midfield, but this time it cost him his position!"
"Almost a solo chance! Izalelt has broken through, he..."
"Down! Izalelt was tripped by Bayern’s central defender Jerome Apple! Apple had no choice; Izalelt had already bypassed him, so he could only slide-tackle from behind to prevent Izalelt’s sure goal!"
"After all, it’s the eighty-fifth minute; if AC Milan were to equalize, the situation would turn very unfavorable for Bayern! It’s a controversial choice in defense."
"For Germany’s top defender Apple to use such self-sacrificing defense today, Izalelt truly performed valiantly! Truly worthy of Serie A’s top star!"
"The main referee has given Apple a red card and awarded a penalty to AC Milan! There’s no problem with that! The question is, can AC Milan withstand such pressure and score this gold-like penalty!"
"We know, in the last World Cup, there was a situation like this. A player stopped the opponent’s sure goal with a handball, earning a red-card penalty combo. But a minute later, he became a legend, because the opponent missed the penalty! He gambled on a comeback with his red card and a penalty. Will such a scene be replicated in the Champions League final?"
"Is Apple Bayern’s hero or villain?"
The commentator’s heart tightened.
If AC Milan’s penalty is scored, then Apple will be Bayern’s villain because there was still the Bayern goalkeeper in front of Izalelt at the time, perhaps the goalkeeper could have stopped Izalelt’s one-on-one shot?