Chapter 277: The St. Blaise Cup stays forever in Meazza!
Upon hearing Wang Feng's resolute words, Mancini was stunned. Let Wang Feng do it? He hasn't received any training at all!
In the end, it was his own fault. Adriano, who was ineffective, was substituted out, wasting a valuable substitution slot. Now they could only choose one player from the remaining players on the field to guard the goal.
Seeing the anxious looks of the players, Mancini felt that Wang Feng wanted to take on the heavy responsibility voluntarily! Even if he failed, he wouldn't be heavily criticized because he had done so much in this game.
The Italian nodded, "Wang, I leave it all to you!"
So Wang Feng took the gloves from Tordo's hands, and the Italian goalkeeper, with tears in his eyes, said, "I'm sorry, Wang, I'm really useless."
Wang Feng just patted his shoulder without saying much, then stood in front of the goal.
"We're about to enter the penalty shootout, and Wang Feng unexpectedly takes over as goalkeeper!"
"Inter Milan has made their final effort in desperation. They have no more substitutions left, and Tordo was injured unexpectedly. Someone has to step up, and it's Wang Feng again!"
He only served as a goalkeeper for one minute, and Norwegian referee Haug blew the whistle to end the entire match, and both sides officially entered the penalty shootout!
As the first player to take a penalty for Inter Milan, Wang Feng easily deceived Valdes and scored into the bottom right corner of the goal.
When it was Barcelona's turn, Eto'o stood at the penalty spot, ran up, shot, and Wang Feng successfully guessed the direction through careful observation, but Eto'o's shot was too powerful and still broke through the goal.
"Oh, what a pity! As a first-time goalkeeper, Wang Feng's save was commendable, but unfortunately, the quality of the shot by the Cameroonian forward was very high."
For Inter Milan's second penalty, Ribery scored steadily, and for Barcelona's second penalty, Juliano Belletti also scored. Wang Feng once again judged the direction correctly, and the ball hit his gloves but bounced into the net, leaving both Barcelona players and fans sweating.
For Inter Milan's third penalty, Pizarro's shot was saved by Valdes! The Chilean midfielder fell to his knees in pain, and there were cries of agony from the stands. "Inter Milan is in danger! Look at Ronaldinho's penalty this time!"
Ronaldinho held the ball and smiled at Wang Feng, showing his white teeth. Wang Feng clapped his hands to encourage himself and stared at the Brazilian without blinking.
Where will he shoot? Top left? Bottom left? Top right? Bottom right? No, it's a chip shot! At the moment Ronaldinho touched the ball, Wang Feng understood—he wanted to chip it!
"Wang Feng saved the ball! Ronaldinho took a chip shot, but Wang Feng didn't fall for it and securely caught the ball in his arms. Now the two teams are back on equal footing!"
The exposed Ronaldinho stuck out his tongue, feeling a bit surprised and regretful, but Barcelona still had a chance.
For Inter Milan's fourth penalty, Zanetti withstood the pressure and scored, and for Barcelona's fourth penalty, Deco also scored with a powerful shot that Wang Feng couldn't block.
For Inter Milan's fifth penalty, Marco Materazzi deceived Valdes and scored, and for Barcelona's fifth penalty, the young Iniesta stepped up to the penalty spot.
"Let's see how it goes this time. Wang Feng's performance so far can be described as stunning. He guessed the direction correctly all four times, saved once. It seems he has the talent of a goalkeeper."
"Shot! Beautiful! Wang Feng punched out Iniesta's shot with one hand!"
"Inter Milan is the champion! Penalty shootout 4-3! They defeated Barcelona and lifted the San Siro Cup!"
"This is Inter Milan's fifth UEFA Champions League trophy in history. According to UEFA's regulations, they will receive the original trophy and keep it forever!"
"Wang Feng achieved all this. Oh my God, I don't know what language to use to praise him. He scored four goals in this game alone, helped the team draw with Barcelona within 120 minutes."
"Then he personally put on the goalkeeper's clothes and saved penalties, guessing the direction correctly five times, and saving the ball twice, single-handedly winning the championship."
"Let us salute him together, salute to the living legend!"
The Inter Milan players rushed to Wang Feng, lifted him high, and he was rightfully the hero of the victory.
The penalty-missing Iniesta knelt in pain on the field, and the 22-year-old Spanish midfielder left an indelible shadow in his heart at this moment.
Ronaldinho came to comfort him, looking at Wang Feng not far away with a complex expression. He lost to him after all. Would everything have been different if the penalty had gone in at that time?
Without saying goodbye to Wang Feng, Ronaldinho left the stadium with the Barcelona players. Wang Feng wanted to exchange jerseys with him, but he was surrounded by excited teammates and staff and couldn't get away, so he had to give up.
Inter Milan chairman Moratti also came to the field at this time, shaking Wang Feng's hands constantly, "Thank you, thank you! This trophy will become the heritage of Inter Milan, and you have forged it with your own hands!"
"You will be the greatest player in Inter Milan's history, without a doubt!"
At this time, they didn't know that three years later, in 2009, UEFA officially canceled the clause of the perpetual trophy, and Inter Milan became the last team to meet the conditions.
Looking back then, Inter Milan fans couldn't help but respect and admire Wang Feng even more. His glory as the number one player in the club's history was firmly established and would never be shaken.
After a brief business, the award platform was quickly set up, and UEFA President Johansson stood next to the trophy, waiting for the champions and runners-up to come up and receive their awards.
The runners-up came up first, all the Barcelona players hanging their heads. They were so close to the championship, but still missed it.
When facing Ronaldinho, Johansson comforted him in his ear and patted him on the back.
The champion Inter Milan came up last. After repeated refusals, Zanetti still let Wang Feng lift the cup, so he went up last.
A familiar medal was hung around Wang Feng's neck by Johansson, who smiled and said, "Congratulations, Wang. I'm honored to witness a legend!"
"Now, please take the perpetual trophy that belongs to you." With that, he picked up the Cup, forged in 1994, and handed it to Wang Feng.
Real Madrid took the first original trophy in 1966, Ajax took the second in 1973, followed by Bayern Munich in 1976, AC Milan in 1994, and now it was Inter Milan's turn to take the fifth.
Holding the cup for the second time, Wang Feng's feeling was completely different from the first time because he knew that the trophy wouldn't have to be returned before the next final. It would be permanently displayed in the club's trophy room, which was a tremendous sense of achievement.
Raising the trophy high, with fireworks accompanying, all the players shouted, "We are the champions!"
The Stade de France instantly turned into a sea of celebration. No matter how many years passed, everyone would remember this night and remember another legend created by a powerhouse!
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