Football: I am only 16 years old, and you want me to retire and make a comeback?

Chapter 221 King's Cup Champion, Spanish fans' reflections (asking for monthly tickets!)

"I'm coming!"

Bruno walked towards the players with a bunch of medals in his hand. Tang Ye ran over quickly and said, "Bruno, give it to me, give it to me."

"Don't worry, Tom. Don't worry."

Bruno lifted the medal ribbon with his right hand, pulled out one of the medals and put it in Tang Ye's hand.

"Come on, Tom, let me help you put this on"

Musacchio came over, Tang Ye lowered his head and let Musacchio hang the medal around his neck.

"Ha ha!"

Tang Ye hugged Musacchio, then picked up the medal in front of his chest and looked at it carefully.

【Copa del Rey】

This is the Spanish name for the King's Cup. Like the medal Tang Ye won in the Eredivisie before, the King's Cup championship medal is also gold.

"Tone"

Neymar came out from somewhere and hugged Tang Ye.

Tang Ye could see that Neymar was a little depressed now.

"Junior, I'm so sorry..."

"Don't talk about that, winning is winning, this is your championship"

Neymar patted Tang Ye on the shoulder. Just at this time, a photographer came in and Tang Ye asked Neymar if he wanted to take a photo together.

The two men stood together with their shoulders around each other. Tang Ye thought about it and was about to take off the championship medal from his neck, but Neymar said there was no need to do that.

Click, click, click!

"Okay, thanks!"

Tang Ye high-fived the photographer.

The Villarreal fans in the stands were still cheering as Barcelona captain Iniesta walked to the podium and received their runner-up trophy from the Football Association officials.

“It’s also a shield.”

Tang Ye was a little surprised.

The King's Cup runner-up trophy is a shield, just like the Eredivisie championship trophy.

Ok……

But the shield of the Eredivisie champion is much bigger!
"You will see the championship trophy soon"

Ale smiled and walked to the podium in the middle of the stadium with Tang Ye.

Tang Ye jumped a few times on the podium. He found the inflatable podium very interesting.

He jumped up, then sat down, swinging his legs.

Tang Ye wanted to find Bruno, but he couldn't find the person he was looking for for a long time.

"Sebastian, where is Bruno?"

"over there!"

Haller pointed to the front of the player tunnel, and Villarreal captain Bruno walked towards the podium surrounded by reporters.

Bruno is going up to get the trophy!
"Can't the captain go up?"

Tang Ye looked at Bruno high-fiving the fans on both sides of the steps and felt a little envious. He also wanted to walk to the podium amid the cheers of the fans.

"If you insist on going up, I don't think anyone will refuse you."

Alai smiled and said: "But there is no need to worry, he will take the trophy down soon"

On the podium, Bruno shook hands with the officials of the Football Association one by one, and finally took the trophy from a man in a suit.

Just as Bruno had said to Tang Ye before, the King's Cup trophy was ridiculously large.

"Who gave the trophy to Bruno, the president of the Football Association?"

“It’s the King of Spain”

Musacchio sat next to Tang Ye and said: "Why else do you think it's called the King's Cup?"

Bruno seemed to know how anxious Tang Ye and others were, so he ran down quickly after getting the trophy.

“Get ready, get ready!”

Musacchio called out to the players on the podium: "Stand closer together, stand closer together!"

"Ok, close defense, I'll stand on top!"

Tang Ye chose his seat, and just at that moment Bruno jogged over with the trophy in his arms.

"Wow~wow~wow~"

The Villarreal players on the podium were jumping up and down, shoulder to shoulder. Tang Ye could even clearly feel the shaking of the podium under his feet.

It feels like an earthquake!

It’s exactly the same as when I received the award in the Netherlands last year!
Bruno came to the middle and shook the trophy in his hand.

"Damn it, I won the championship for the first time, what should I do now!?"

"Hold up the trophy!"

Escribá came over and the Villarreal coach chose to stand next to Bruno.

"Wow~wow~wow~"

Bruno grabbed the trophy with both hands and raised it above his head.

"VAMOS!"

boom!boom!
Bang bang bang!
Golden fireworks on the podium suddenly exploded and the players roared excitedly.

[2016-2017 Spanish Football Association King's Cup champion: Villarreal]

"Ha ha!"

Tang Ye immediately looked for Rodri.
Golden fireworks fell on their shoulders.

Just like he and Rhodes had agreed before!

"Here, give it to me"

Musacchio took the trophy and called Costa beside him: "Come on, Jaume, let's do it together!"

Costa looked hesitant.

Obviously, he was still upset about the penalty kick in the last minute of the second half.

If he hadn't given Messi the penalty, it wouldn't have been so difficult for Villarreal to win the championship!
"Costa, it's all over!"

Tang Ye patted Costa on the back.

He couldn't wait to hold the trophy, but it was still some distance before the trophy was handed to him.

"It's fine"

Bruno also came to comfort Costa: "If it wasn't for that penalty, Tom might not have had the chance to score the winning goal today!"

Tang Ye patted Costa on the back again: "Costa, don't be afraid, I'm here!"

"Ha ha!"

Bruno and Tang Ye's special way of comforting made Costa laugh out loud. The latter, together with Musacchio, held the trophy on each side.

Lift it over your head!

"Vamos!"

Tang Ye was shaking his legs on the spot, and soon it was his turn.

Tang Ye picked up the trophy and noticed Alai standing on his right, so he handed the trophy over to him.

But Tang Ye soon discovered the problem.

"Sebastian, you're too tall"

Tang Ye looked up at Alai standing next to him, who was extremely large.

Ale is almost 15 cm taller than Tang Ye. If he and Tang Ye hold the trophy together, Tang Ye will be pulled up!
"I'll come, I'll come!"

Rodri squeezed in between Tangye and Alai and reached out to grab the side of the trophy.

The two of them got ready and Tang Ye began to count down.

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

"Vamos Villarreal!"

Bang bang bang!

The fans in the stands were very cooperative and every time a Villarreal player lifted the trophy, they would shout the team's name.

And when Tang Ye and Rodri received the trophy, the stands were the most lively.

"viva TomTom!"

"viva TomTom!"

Why do fans shout "Long live Tom"?

Because Tom is the MVP of today's game!
His long-range and close-range shot killed Barcelona!
Barcelona was defeated by Villarreal!

“In the town where I was born～”

"Lived a man who sailed to sea~"

“And he told us of his life～(He told us about his life)”

"In the land of submarines~"

"Villarreal!"

"Villarreal!" "Villarreal!"

The celebration continued as Tang Ye jumped directly from the podium and walked on the ground holding the trophy.

If it were CCTV, the broadcast would have ended by now.

But the King's Cup was watched in a pirated version. The advantage of a pirated version is that it will broadcast the entire award ceremony.

【Tang Football King! 】

【6666666】

【Witness history! 】

【Finals MVP! 】

[Tang Ye is going to become Villarreal’s hero]

[2 goals and 2 assists, do you think this is the total score of the King's Cup knockout stage? No, this is what Tang Qiuwang achieved in a final]

【Barcelona OUT! 】

Tang Ye came to the bottom of the stands holding the trophy, with Rodri standing next to him.

"Rod, let me tell you something. This is what my previous captain taught me."

Under Rodri's gaze, Tang Ye grabbed the base of the trophy with one hand and the top with the other, then slammed the trophy towards the stands.

"Villarreal!"

The stands immediately erupted in cheers.

"Rod, look, what do you think?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Ye repeated the action in front of Rodri.

"Villarreal!"

Come again!

"Villarreal!"

"Ha ha!"

The top post of the football emperor: Villarreal reversed Barcelona 4:3, Messi equalized the score, and Tang Ye scored the winning goal in stoppage time.

After the game was almost over, Tang Ye handed the trophy to Rodri, and then went to the small podium on the sidelines.

He got his final MVP trophy here.

"Well deserved, Tom!"

Sitting on the grass in front of the home team's stand, Tang Ye stretched out his legs, with the King's Cup trophy and the final MVP trophy placed in front of him.

Looking to the left, Rodri was sitting next to him.

And of course the right side!

On the right is his old teammate Haller and captain Bruno, whom he likes to chat with the most.

The other teammates are still on their way.

Reaching out to touch the golden fireworks on the ground, Tang Ye supported himself with his hands on the grass behind him, feeling relaxed.

The words "Copa del Rey final" have been bothering Tang Ye for almost a month. He always wanted to win the championship in Spain and get his first championship trophy.

Now he did it!

With these friends around him!
"Yellow submarine~(yellow submarine)"

"yellow submarine~"

“And our friends are all aboard～”

“Many more of them live next door～”

A yellow submarine made of golden fireworks.

Tom and his friends!

King's Cup champion!
"Bruno, you are crying"

Tang Ye suddenly said, and Bruno, who was caught, quickly covered his eyes with his hands.

"Huh... Shit! I thought we were going to lose at that time."

"It's ok Bruno"

Just like comforting Costa, Tang Ye reached out and patted Bruno on the back.

"Don't worry, I'm right next to you."

……

Back in the locker room, Tang Ye sat on the stool holding the trophy and asked Rodri to take a picture of him.

At this time, the door of the locker room was opened, and an uncle walked in with a little girl.

"Oh, this is that"

Tang Ye pointed at the uncle and said to Musacchio beside him: "Mateo, who is this you are talking about?"

"Filipe VI, King of Spain"

Felipe VI shook hands with the Villarreal players in the locker room. At this time, Tang Ye, who was holding the championship trophy in the corner, caught his attention.

Felipe came over and said, "Tom? That's what they all call you, but it doesn't seem to be your real name."

Tang Ye and Felipe shook hands. At this time, Bruno stood behind Felipe and kept making gestures to Tang Ye.

up! up!

?

Oh!
Responding, Tang Ye put the trophy on the stool beside him and stood up: "Hello, sir"

“You look very young”

Felipe looked at Tang Ye: "How old are you this year?"

"18"

"twenty four!?"

"Wow"

Felipe kept nodding his head, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

Laliga officially released the player ratings of both teams in the King's Cup final (player time less than 10 minutes is not included in the statistics).

1. Tang Ye (MVP), 10.0 points.

2. Suarez, 8.9 points.

3. Bruno, 8.7 points.

4. Messi, 8.6 points

5. Gaspar, 8.4 points.

6. Rodri, 8.1 points.

Because they won the game, 6 of the top 4 scorers after the game were Villarreal players.

Among them, Tang Ye and Rodri also broke a record in the King's Cup final.

Rodri has the second highest post-match rating among all U21 players who have participated in the King's Cup final, with an official rating of 8.1 points. He was only 20 years and 9 months old when he got this score.

Ahead of Rodri is Tang Ye.

Official rating of 10.0, age is...

Just turned 18~
……

After the game, King Felipe VI of Spain was interviewed by reporters.

"Yes, that's right. After the game, I joined the Villarreal players in the locker room to celebrate. This was their first championship, so they were all very happy. Football is often full of miracles."

"Villarreal is a miracle and so are their players"

Felipe pointed to the player tunnel: "Just now in the locker room I learned the age of Villarreal's No. 10"

"18 years old, he is only 18 years old"

Felipe stretched out his hand and made an "8": "And he just turned 18 years old. A midfielder who just turned 18 years old almost led the team to win the King's Cup. It is hard for me to imagine the existence of such a genius, but I did see it."

"We also need to reflect here, why Spain has never been able to produce players of this level?"

Felipe spread his hands: "Our last World Cup title was in 2010, which is not too long ago, but I have a feeling that Spain's overall strength has declined compared to 7 years ago."

Facing the camera, Felipe's expression was quite serious: "Sometimes we really should think about why China can cultivate talents of this level, but we can't. Is it a problem with the training system?"

"We will not achieve anything by resting on our laurels. We should remain humble. The World Cup title is a thing of the past. We should learn from China."

"Let Spanish fans and the Spanish people see hope. This is what the national team and the club should do."

Click!

Click, click, click!

The front page headline of "Marca" - the King of Spain made a sharp statement. The decline in the overall strength of the national team caused by the backward youth training system should cause reflection. Why can't Spain cultivate new superstars?
The King of Spain's remarks during an interview with reporters sparked a heated response in the Spanish football world.

The day after the incident, a reporter from AS interviewed Rula, the director of Barcelona's La Masia youth training camp.

"Overall view, excellent vision, certain set-piece ability, stable attendance rate"

"Oh, and most importantly, 55 feet in the absolute sense"

The reporter handed the microphone to Lula: "Can La Masia produce such a player?"

Facing the camera, Lula was evasive.

"I, I don't know..."

……

(End of this chapter)