"Congratulations, Su!"
"Congratulations, you've made it to the Champions League final again!"
"That was an amazing performance, Su!"
"That was incredible. No one can say otherwise!"
After the match, before leaving the field, all the Barcelona players walked past Su Dong, taking the initiative to shake his hand and embrace him, congratulating him on leading Man City into the Champions League final.
This was not only a display of sportsmanship but also a testament to their friendship. After all, they had once fought side by side on the pitch as teammates. Though they now played for different clubs, that had not affected their bond in the slightest.
Especially at the end, Messi and Iniesta had both been publicly recognized as Su Dong's little sidekicks at Barcelona. Though they had now become world-class superstars and highly ranked players in the Ballon d'Or standings, in front of Su Dong, they were still the same younger brothers they had been back then.
There was no other reason. Given all the help Su Dong had given them back then, no matter how high they climbed, they would always have to acknowledge him.
"That was incredible. You really made it to the Champions League final!" Iniesta said with a smile as he embraced Su Dong.
For Barcelona, the match had ended in defeat. As a Barcelona player, Iniesta should have been feeling miserable, but he was also genuinely happy for Su Dong. He knew this was the result Su Dong had pursued so bitterly for two years, and the ultimate reason he had come to Man City.
Hadn't he come to Man City to achieve, or even surpass, the legend Maradona had created at Naples?
Last season, he had led Man City to the Premier League title and completed a treble, already matching Maradona's legend.