Delarre was the only new player on the field without any flaws in his performance. On the pitch, he even became the organizational core of San Remo, creating the feeling of a central midfielder.
This style of play has appeared in many teams.
In the first half of this match, Juventus scored three consecutive goals, effectively sealing the victory.
Three to zero, San Remo was almost devastated at one point.
Among them, Kolber scored twice, delivering a perfect score card for his first exam since joining Juventus.
However, the spirit of San Remo is eternal. Two minutes into the second half, Moriba had a flash of brilliance with an over-the-top through ball that penetrated the Juventus defense.
Bai Zhami broke away from the offside line and scored with a single strike, pulling one goal back.
Ten minutes later, Delarre dribbled past three players on the left flank, demonstrating excellent maneuverability and initiating an attack.
After receiving Delarre’s pass, Calafiori backheeled a no-look through ball, and Fernandez scored with a swift cut inside.
Two to three!
Unfortunately, in the final moments, Juventus’ midfield prodigy Vidal fired a long-range shot, killing the game.
Four to two!
This was the first time San Remo came so tantalizingly close to the championship yet missed out.
After the match ended, the camera remained fixed on Lu Yang, who was applauding his teammates from the bench.
Because just before, it seemed Lu Yang had confidently declared in front of Bayern... I, Lu Yang, have a 100% win rate in finals!
This...
Being proven wrong came as swiftly as a tornado.
Lu Yang momentarily lost his right to brag.
Bayern fans flooded Lu Yang’s social media, almost overwhelming him.
Weren’t Bayern fans the ones who previously said "the Italian Cup counts as a championship"?
Lu Yang truly thought it didn’t.
Now you’re saying it does count... if I don’t win it?
If I win it’s not counted, but if I don’t win it is? Is the standard whether I win it or not?
...
August 24th, evening.
"Lu, your savior has arrived!" Talista gave Lu Yang a hug in the hotel lobby.
In the entire hotel lobby, all the San Remo players were now present.
Many had expressions on their faces filled with... determination.
Because tomorrow night, they will battle against AC Milan.
European Super Cup!
A showdown between the king of the Champions League and the king of the Europa League!
The ultimate battle among Europe’s royalty!
Ahem.
Actually, it’s just another warm-up match.
But on one hand, San Remo had never won this honor before, so both the players and fans held infinite anticipation for this match.
On the other hand, the Italian Cup defeat left the team and Lu Yang under much scrutiny.
San Remo was no longer the team only noticed for playing extraordinary matches but otherwise lacking attention.
San Remo now had not only die-hard fans but also detractors.
This is one of the signs of a team transitioning to a big, strong team.
"Have you so quickly forgotten the European Cup matches?" Lu Yang said to the enthusiastic Talista with a smile.
Talista, ouch!
If you don’t mention the European Cup, we are still friends.
Talista’s "usurping" idea was dispelled by Lu Yang the moment he joined the team.
No matter if you’re a charismatic villain or a mercenary, joining San Remo means recognizing me, Brother Lu.
Otherwise, you won’t even play, you’ll just wave towels on the bench.
And the other new players on the team also saw Lu Yang’s aura for the first time.
After all, when they first integrated into the team, Lu Yang hadn’t appeared yet.
Some might not believe there was anything special about the 19-year-old Lu Yang.
Young people don’t naturally respect each other unless they’ve squared off.
However, young people can be intimidated through comparison.
Talista... one of the most controversial players in European Football right now.
With the ability of a first-class or even top central forward, yet notorious for being troublesome.
That Lu Yang could make Talista obedient with just one sentence truly demands respect.
"Everyone, relax. The Italian Super Cup is just a warm-up match for us, something to test and hone ourselves." Lu Yang told everyone, "In terms of objectives, this match was a success for us."
"So there’s no need for any burdens. Alme, your defensive vision is quite good. You could take some time to learn from Bernulin, as he’s a player of the same style as you."
"Moriba, your passes are flashy, and you got an assist. I hope I can also receive such passes from you in the future!"
"Delarre, if you adapt to this team, I think Morici might be out of a job! Momo, promise me, don’t get injured this season, or I’m afraid the fans might forget you!"
"Woodman, interested in practicing shooting with me?"
Lu Yang joked with his teammates, and the newcomers all received his encouragement.
"Of course, although the European Super Cup is also a planned warm-up match for us, due to the full lineup, I hope we can perform better." Lu Yang said with a smile, "If we can win this trophy, it will make us the first and only... five-time champion in Italian Football history!"
With those words, the lobby instantly heated up.
Italian Super Cup champion, Serie B champion, Italian Cup champion, UEFA Europa League champion... European Super Cup champion?
Although Serie B and UEFA Europa League are not the top events in their categories... you could still count it as a five-time champion if you insisted!
For a moment, the fighting spirit among San Remo’s players was reignited!
Five-time champion, tomorrow!
Let’s do it!