“Broadly speaking, any football club that wins any three official football championships in a single season can be called a Triple Crown winner, but strictly speaking, only a team that wins the top domestic football league, FA Cup and Only the champion team of the three most important events, the continental cup, can be called the true Triple Crown winner.
In the 1966-67 season, Scotland's Celtic Football Club won the Scottish Premier League, Scottish FA Cup and European Champions Cup, becoming the first football club in Europe to win the Triple Crown;
In the 1971-72 season, Ajax of the Netherlands, with Johan Cruyff, won the Eredivisie title with a 31-point advantage over the second place, and then defeated The Hague to win the Dutch Cup. In the Champions League final that year, Cruyff scored twice, helping Ajax defeat Inter Milan 2-0 to win the championship, crowning the Triple Crown and becoming the second Triple Crown team in European football;
In the 1987-88 season, PSV Eindhoven replicated the miracle of Ajax and also won the Eredivisie, Dutch Cup, and Champions League titles, becoming another true treble winner;
In the 1998-99 season, Ferguson assembled Beckham, Scholes, Giggs, Yorke, Cole, Sheringham, Solskjaer and other elite players to win the Premier League, Champions League and FA Cup. Became the first football club to win the Triple Crown in the five major European leagues;
In the 2008-09 season, under the leadership of Guardiola, Barcelona defeated Real Madrid to win the La Liga championship, and then won the Copa del Rey. In the UEFA Champions League final, Barcelona defeated the defending champion Manchester United 2-0. Crowned season treble winner;
In the 2009-10 season, Mourinho led Inter Milan to beat Roma to win the league championship after defeating their opponents in the final round of Serie A. In the subsequent Italian Cup final, Inter Milan defeated Roma 1-0 to win the league title. second championship. In the UEFA Champions League, Inter Milan unexpectedly defeated Barcelona and Bayern Munich, becoming the first Italian football club to win the season's treble.
Today, 4 years later, Manchester City, under the leadership of Pellegrini, has almost replicated the glory of Ferguson, winning three championships: the League Cup, the League, and the Champions League. Although it is a bit regretful that they failed to win the FA Cup, they were Critics call it a "false treble", but the league broke the points record and the goal record to win the championship. In the Champions League, it double defeated the defending champion Bayern Munich, eliminated the La Liga champions Atletico Madrid and Barcelona in a row, and defeated the Champions League king at the last minute of the final. The title of Real Madrid and Manchester City's Triple Crown is still recognized by many fans.
Celtic, Ajax, PSV, etc. are limited by the strength of the league. Even if they have three crowns, it is difficult to be widely recognized. Inter Milan has also proved to be short-lived. Since Mourinho left, After that, they quickly fell from the top. Only Manchester United and Barcelona, although they have never replicated their triple crown success, but with the triple crown as a symbol, they have completed the real transformation, from the 'Premier League giants', 'La Liga' The "rich family" has become the "rich family in Europe" and "the rich family in the world".
To sum up, Pellegrini and his Manchester City team have indeed made an extremely brilliant start, but there is still a long way to go before they can truly complete the leap and establish a supreme dynasty..."
"When talking about his season, Yang Feng used a word: Bai Biweixia. In the eyes of many people, he was probably talking about Manchester City's failure to win the FA Cup, which turned Manchester City's Triple Crown title into a It's not perfect, but in fact we all know that his so-called flaws actually refer to his failure to participate in this year's World Cup.
When Kroos, Silva, Aguero and Kompany set out on their journey to the World Cup, Yang Feng, who was rejected from the World Cup, seemed so lonely..."
Su Jing said that he was lonely.
Who could have imagined that the guy who is now happily discussing with the director like a child how to play a prank later is a billionaire, the top scorer in Europe, and the hottest superstar in the entire world of football.
They are not in the country now, nor in Manchester, but in a hotel in Brazil, but they are not watching the World Cup, but filming a Coca-Cola commercial.
It's not the kind of advertisement where superstars gather and everyone shows off together, but his personal show.
The original plan was to simply shoot a short video, similar to Ronaldinho scoring four goals, or Beckham's football hitting the bucket from 50 meters away. Unexpectedly, Yang Feng had his own ideas.
"Pretending to be an old man? Playing street football?" The director is also very knowledgeable. He was very interested when he heard it, but he was also worried.
Cristiano Ronaldo has also done this, but it was not a success. No one even paid attention to the CEO dressed as an old man, leaving him to entertain himself on the streets of Madrid. But the NBA has a good way of doing this, and he can do it at every turn. A professional superstar pretending to be an old man set off the whole crowd.
However, Yang Feng is not what he used to be. Now that he is very wide, he is starting to poach people like crazy again. He wants to play, but Keke will just let him do whatever he wants.
So after five and a half hours of makeup, a sturdy old man emerged.
Yang Feng looked at himself in the mirror, bent his waist, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly looked old.
Yang Yunsong and Su Jing circled around twice, but they couldn't recognize their cubs and couldn't help but marveled.
The group soon set off to the most famous street ball park in Sao Paulo.
Brazil is a kingdom of football. With the popularity of the World Cup, the streets and alleys are naturally filled with fans wearing jerseys.
When we arrived at one of the liveliest stadiums, hundreds of seats on the sidelines were already filled with people. Both sides were capable young men.
They are playing a seven-a-side game, but they are not a regular team. The jerseys are also mixed, but it can be seen that one side mainly wears blue jerseys, and the other side mostly wears red jerseys. It seems that what is going on is a red-blue game. Great war.
Photography assistants have set up cameras on the sidelines in advance, and there are members of the director's team hidden among the players and spectators.
Yang Feng stooped and walked slowly to the sidelines with his hands behind his back. He looked like he had taken the wrong path and accidentally entered the court.
The mole on the field knew the real drama was about to begin as soon as he saw it. He immediately pretended to make a pass error and kicked the ball in the direction of Yang Feng.
The audience then realized that an old man had appeared there at some unknown time, and they all shouted.
"careful!"
"Get away!"
Yang Feng pretended to be shocked, but still stepped on the ball, making everyone sigh in relief.
A spirited young man wearing Manchester City's No. 9 jersey came over immediately and said: "Are you okay?"
Yang Feng raised his head and glanced at him, but said nothing.
The young man felt relieved when he saw it. He stretched out his hand and said: "There is a game here. Go to the stands. Come on, give me the ball."
He didn't say it was okay. As soon as he said Yang Feng, he bent down, picked up the ball, and walked slowly into the court.
"Hey, hey, hey?"
"what happend?"
"Jamal, what's wrong?"
Jamal, who wore Manchester City's No. 9, shrugged his shoulders and looked confused.
Yang Feng was dumbfounded, with a look of Alzheimer's on his face. He came to the court with the football in his arms, looked around, didn't say anything, just put the ball down and stepped on it.
Only then did everyone realize that this old man also wanted to play a game?
"Hahaha!"
"Let him go!"
"Don't cause trouble, we are almost winning."
"Whose old man, take him away quickly! Who will be responsible if something happens?"
"Let him kick! Let him kick!"
Under the coaxing of the inner ghost, the rhythm was really picked up. Well, after all, more than half of the audience were members of the director's team...
The players on the field were going crazy, holding their heads and looking at the old man with constipated expressions.
The guy who just passed the ball raised his hand and said, "Then add him. I'm tired, let him replace me."
"Are you kidding? He can barely walk."
"...What should we do? You carry him away?"
Hearing "carry away", Yang Feng became anxious and bent down to pick up the ball again. He looked like I won't give you the ball if you don't let me kick it.
The old scoundrel's face is vividly performed.
"Let him kick!"
"Let him play for a while. It looks like he has no strength to kick."
"Maybe he's a master?"
There were a few old men on the sidelines who were also excited.
"Let him kick! I'll do it too!"
"Look down on the elderly? I can still kick your ass!"
The inner ghost gate continues to set the pace.
Although they were bribed by the show crew, they only knew that there was a professional player coming to show off. They didn't know who it was, and they all wanted to play against this guy.
In fact, it is not impossible to use all actors, but just like Ronaldinho's center pillar video screen, it has to be real and fake to be interesting.
"Hurry up, kick two goals and send him away."
"Okay, okay, you can join our team...what position will you play?"
Yang Feng then came to the midfield with satisfaction, put the ball down and prepared to kick off.
"Ouch? Striker?"
"Guards guard, be careful. Whoever knocks you down will be the one to pay!"
"Act a little more like him. Let him score two and send him away quickly. It's annoying to watch!"
"Hahaha, watch out for the old man and torture them hard for me."
Jamal shook his head and came to Yang Feng, "You stand in front of the goal in a while and I will pass the ball to you!"
Yang Feng glanced at him again and turned his head proudly.
Su Jing laughed and fell into Yang Yunsong's arms, "The acting is too exaggerated."
Yang Yunsong also smiled and shook his head, "I don't know what the child's expression will be when he sees him taking off his mask."
"It's started, it's started..."
Yang Feng kicked the ball to Jamal, and then slowly ran to the opponent's court.
This group of people were quite respectful to their elders. Jamal passed the ball with a short kick, but no one intercepted it.
But Yang Feng still grounded the ball...
There was another laugh from the sidelines.
"Okay ah?"
"Oh, are you really here to cause trouble?"
The players on the field were collectively speechless, but they continued to play.
The mole on the blue team once again passed the ball to Yang Feng.
Yang Feng successfully stopped the ball this time.
A young man from the red team wearing the No. 5 jersey of an unknown team immediately came forward. However, his acting skills were quite exaggerated. He was bent over nervously, but he didn't want to take advantage of him.
Yang Feng immediately started pedaling his bicycle, but as he pedaled, the ball disappeared...
"cut!"
"Shh~~"
"Come down, come down, stop making trouble!"
The laughter started again, Yang Feng scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.
The director nodded with satisfaction, "It should start."
He had already imagined in his mind how to edit this section and what BGM to add.
The ball fell to the feet of the red team. The young man who had been guarding Yang Feng came towards him with the ball. His feet quickly crossed the football, and then suddenly penetrated his crotch.
Yang Feng turned around in confusion.
"Oh oh oh~~"
"pretty!"
"See? This is called riding a bicycle!"
Yang Feng turned his head, shrugged, and then pulled his sleeves.
The red team's attack was ended by the defender, and the football fell to Jamal again.
He hesitated for a moment and passed it to Yang Feng, but after passing it, he immediately moved forward and reached for the ball at the same time.
Red No. 5 stood in front of Yang Feng again and said with a smile: "What are you going to perform for me this time?"
Yang Feng scratched his head, glanced at Jamal, raised his right foot and made a passing motion, but the football just rolled forward slightly and passed between No. 5's feet.
"Why?"
"coincide?"
As soon as No. 5 realized what happened, his vision suddenly blurred. The old man just passed by him and got the ball behind him.
"cu!"
No. 5 turned around quickly, but as soon as he saw Yang Feng, he noticed a round thing rolling towards him out of the corner of his eye.
Subconsciously, he stretched out his legs and pinched something empty.
The audience didn't know that the old man was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, and they immediately became excited.
"Twice!"
"Come again!"
Just after shouting, it really happened for the third time.
As if he could teleport, Yang Feng caught the ball again, moved it flexibly, and penetrated his crotch three times.
Guy No. 5 finally couldn't hold on any longer and twisted himself to the ground while turning around continuously.
Yang Feng quickly dribbled the ball towards the opponent's goal.
Cycling, cow tail, Marseille slalom... a series of actions take away all the red team members.
Only the goalkeeper remains.
Everyone in the stands hugged their heads.
"Who is this tmd?"
"too fast!"
"Is it Neymar?"
The goalkeeper attacked, but Yang Feng stepped on the ball and stepped back.
As he stepped back and forward, the football suddenly disappeared under Yang Feng's feet, and then suddenly rose from behind him the next second.
The goalkeeper turned around and stared speechlessly at the football flying into the goal.
Yang Feng then shook his head and walked back to his own court. His teammates immediately rushed up and gave him high-fives one by one.
The red team served, and No. 5 continued to challenge Yang Feng, but this time as soon as he got close, the football somehow ended up at Yang Feng's feet.
The spectators on the sidelines could see clearly that Yang Feng just extended his foot in an ordinary way. The other party did not react, and the football was taken away.
No. 5 rushed to grab the ball, but Yang Feng pulled the ball and turned around, pressing his back against him.
It wasn't over yet. He stretched out his right hand, covering his eyes, and then stepped on the ball and slowly turned around. No. 5 was behind him, like a child, unable to grab it no matter how hard he tried. Then he inexplicably found that Yang Feng had already It becomes the goal facing your own side...
It was not an equal competition at all. Yang Feng used all kinds of incredible moves at his fingertips to make a group of people spin around.
Not to mention the audience, even the director team and Yang Feng's parents were severely stunned.
They never knew that Yang Feng, who was usually very flirtatious in competitions, turned out to be conservative...
"Who are you anyway? Are you a professional player?"
"It must be Neymar! It's Neymar! No, no, Neymar is playing in the World Cup..."
"It can't be Falcao, right?"
In the end, no one played with Yang Feng anymore. A group of people gathered around and kept looking at his old face. Some of them were naive and thought that this guy was really an old man...
Yang Feng waved his hand with a smile, but still didn't say anything. He returned to the same look as when he first arrived, as if he was going to be admitted to the ICU if he breathed too hard, and left the stadium for a walk, hiding behind his name.
The program team produced the post-production as quickly as possible and uploaded it via Twitter before the World Cup finals.
It didn't attract much attention at first, but soon Raul tweeted and recommended the video to everyone.
"Oh my gosh, you're so good at playing, you should call me, bro."
Later, Silva retweeted it, Kroos and Aguero, who reached the final, retweeted it, and the video went viral.
There was another big discussion surrounding the authenticity of the video, and even the upcoming World Cup final was temporarily overshadowed by the popularity...
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There are a lot of cool things that I can't write down. There is a video of a street ball king pretending to be an old man to play football. I don't know if I can pass the Easter egg stamp. Even if I pass, it will be tomorrow. I will post it to the group first...
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