Chapter 2337 - 593: Royal Netherlands Air Force
One by one, the Dutch players ascended the podium.
Many players had tears in their eyes.
Only after losing do you understand the value of what you had.
Winning the European Cup made them yearn even more for the World Cup.
Walking last, Huang Kaiwen took the first step, stepping onto the podium stairs.
In the night sky over Kiev, only one sound remained.
"Saint Kevin!!!"
"Saint Kevin!!!"
"Saint Kevin!!!"
This championship victory for the Netherlands team is nothing short of miraculous.
Whether Huang Kaiwen is a god, the fans don’t know.
But right now, he is the god of the Netherlands!
Platini shook hands with Huang Kaiwen and said, "I didn’t expect to meet under such circumstances."
"Maybe we won’t again in the future."
Huang Kaiwen replied.
"Don’t be so lacking in confidence."
Platini said.
Huang Kaiwen silently rolled his eyes.
Mr. Huang has never lacked confidence.
But damn it, you’re about to go in, my friend.
Next was Cruyff’s turn.
Cruyff couldn’t wait to give Huang Kaiwen a bear hug, trembling as he said, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, Kevin..."
Huang Kaiwen patted Cruyff’s back.
After receiving the medal.
Van Bommel was already waving and urging, "Captain, come over here, captain!"
Huang Kaiwen didn’t hesitate, he walked directly to the front and, together with Van Bommel, grabbed the Deloitte Cup, one on each side.
Three,
Two,
One!
As the whole crowd counted down.
Huang Kaiwen and Van Bommel lifted the trophy together.
Sparks flew in all directions.
Streamers scattered through the air.
The Kiev Olympic Stadium was playing "We Are the Champions."
"Let’s congratulate the Netherlands team, congratulate Huang Kaiwen, for becoming the 2012 European Cup champions!"
"As a player, Huang Kaiwen has already collected numerous championships, but before retiring, he won a major championship as a coach, showing us the limitless possibilities of the future."
"It’s not easy at all, this championship for the Netherlands team is well-deserved."
"What Huang Kaiwen has shown in terms of tactics and strategy also demonstrates his love for the sport of soccer, whether on the turf or by the field."
The Netherlands players celebrated wildly.
Amsterdam, Arnhem, Rotterdam, and even the Apennine Peninsula and the British Isles, the whole world was cheering.
The crown of "The Uncrowned King" still belongs to the Netherlands.
But this Netherlands team showed something different.
The families of the players entered the field.
Huang Kaiwen opened his arms to catch Lily, who ran towards him, resulting in another round of good-natured laughter from the crowd.
In front of the players, Huang Kaiwen held absolute authority.
In front of their families, Huang Kaiwen still shone the brightest.
The Dutch players held their wives, watching happily as their children rushed towards Huang Kaiwen and Lily.
No matter the time.
Huang Kaiwen was always the most popular among children.
Perhaps before, Dutch children dreamed of becoming the New Basten, New Robben, or New van Persie.
But after this.
They would only think of becoming the New Kevin.
The cheers from the fans were seeds in the hearts of the children.
One day they would grow into great trees.
Taking advantage of the moment, Huang Kaiwen went back to the locker room to change clothes, preparing for the press conference.
...
Returning to the field, Huang Kaiwen decided to find a quick-witted player to join him at the press conference.
After scanning around, he called out, "Robin, come with me to see the reporters."
Van Persie excitedly jogged toward Huang Kaiwen.
As the two walked towards the tunnel, Huang Kaiwen asked, "Where do you think Spain’s biggest problem was today?"
"Of course, it’s Bosque; he was far behind you."
Van Persie said earnestly.
Huang Kaiwen: ...
The Yellow Ball King knew this was true, but that wasn’t what he wanted to hear.
After thinking a moment, Huang Kaiwen asked, "Do you think the Barcelona players affected Spain’s unity, preventing them from fully utilizing their strength?"
Hearing this, van Persie immediately understood, nodding vigorously as he said, "I always felt Xavi wasn’t a good person, the kind of selfish person that’s the root of disruption in the national team’s locker room. After he went off, Spain played much better, and if Spain had 30 more minutes, the outcome might have been different!"
"You really understand the game."
Huang Kaiwen nodded and said, "Remember to tell the journalists your views later."
When the two arrived at the press conference venue, the Spanish side hadn’t arrived yet.
It’s estimated that the Spanish locker room was not so peaceful.
Huang Kaiwen and van Persie took seats on the stage.
An excited van Persie kept smiling broadly, showing eight teeth, hoping the journalists would capture him looking handsome.
After waiting about five minutes.
Bosque finally arrived, and he didn’t bring any players along.
"Mr. Bosque, did internal conflicts in Spain affect your performance?"
"Kevin, what’s your next move? Will you continue to lead the Netherlands team?"
"Kevin, have you thought about retiring to become a coach?"
"Kevin, what do you think was the reason for today’s victory?"
"Kevin, Noda says she wants to date you; will you respond to her?"
"Robin..."
Bosque immediately began, "The Netherlands team did well tactically. Kevin’s arrangements for the players were excellent, so we lost."
The journalists waited for more, but Bosque had already risen to leave the stage.
If not for the obligation to attend, he truly wouldn’t want to participate in the press conference.
The sweetness of victory is as immense as the bitterness of defeat.
Post-match press conferences for the losers feel like an execution, except for Teng Sheng.
Huang Kaiwen looked at Van Persie.
Van Persie immediately grabbed the microphone and said, "Today’s win wasn’t easy, especially after Xavi went off."