2006 World Cup Classic Reenactment

"Ahhh!"

"Kevin, goal!"

"Kevin scored a signature goal right from the opening!"

"When UEFA announced last year that this season's UEFA Champions League final would be held at Saint Kevin Stadium, I knew we would witness the team lifting the trophy at home."

"Leaving San Siro marked the end of an era, but arriving at Saint Kevin marked the beginning of a legend. Winning the title with 59 straight victories in a season—this will be an unprecedented, unrepeatable great achievement!"

"Although I have no fondness for UEFA's bureaucrats, being able to witness a home victory this time means I have almost no regrets left. There are too many five-star stadiums in Europe. It might be easy to wait for Milan's next title, but waiting for another home title will be very difficult."

The venue for each season's UEFA Champions League final was decided in advance, before the season had even begun.

They would never change the stadium just because the home side reached the final.

Manchester United had once wanted to win at Wembley, and Real Madrid had once wanted to win at Bernabeu Stadium, but neither managed it.

Real Madrid had it worst of all—they watched discarded players return to face them in a final at their own ground, getting their faces slapped raw.

Puyol stood rooted to the spot with his hands on his hips.

His athleticism had declined rapidly. After all, he was already thirty-five.

Trying to charge and battle like before, chasing opponents in contests of speed and strength, was simply unrealistic.

Even elite players could not change reality near the end of their careers. Physical decline spared no one.

He had recently begun considering retirement. Players his age all had similar thoughts.

Puyol suddenly wondered whether he should provoke Huang Kaiwen and get him sent