Chapter 463: Post-match interview
(UEFA Champions League:)
(Final:)
(PSG 3-4 Barcelona)
(Date: 31st May, 2026)
The UEFA Champions League final was concluded.
The penultimate game of the season was played, and there was a winner, FC Barcelona clinching the 6th UEFA champions league trophy of the club's history.
And once again, PSG were denied the chance of lifting the first UEFA champions league trophy of the French club's history.
And now, after the game, after the trophy lift, after the crazy celebrations, the players gave time for the post-match interview.
>Post-Match Interview Zone: Allianz Arena, Mixed Zone Tunnel.
>11:37pm: Cameras rolling. Microphones everywhere.
The white backdrop behind the players shimmered with Champions League and UEFA logos. Reporters from every major outlet crowded in behind barriers, jostling for position.
The tunnel buzzed like a hive; from snapping camera shutters, to frenzied questions in Spanish, English, French, and Catalan.
First to step up was Marc Andre Ter Stegen, FC Barcelona's captain in the night, still in partial kit, hair damp, eyes sharp with adrenaline.
A CBS Sports Reporter faced the team captain. "Marc, congratulations! You've just won the Champions League in one of the most thrilling finals ever, your first as the captain. How do you even begin to describe what happened out there tonight?"
Ter Stegen smiled faintly, ruffling his hair. "I've played football for over a decade. I've seen finals, goals, heartbreaks… but this? This was something else. They kept on scoring, and yet we refused to break. And that… that's Barca".
A Sky Sports reporter got her turn and with a smile, asked. "They call Sam the best player in this FC Barcelona squad. And tonight, he definitely provided the goods. What do you think about his performance?"
Hearing the reporter ask about Sam, Ter Stegen's face bloomed into a big smile. "Sam?" He shook his head, smiling. "The boy's a menace. He's an FC Barcelona legend already though this is just his debut season".
"It excites me to think about what he'll go on to achieve with the club in the future. My advise to the club President is to give him a 100 billion dollars release clause as soon as possible". He chuckled.
"As for his performance, I have nothing to say but magnificent. Like usual, he showed up in the crucial moment. He was clutch. Just magnificent. He deserves his man of the match award".
"And of course, he definitely deserved the MVP award for the UEFA Champions League season".
"19 goals in a single UEFA Champions League campaign? In your debut season?" He shook his head, shivering animatedly. "It's scary man. Even Ronaldo and Messi never got numbers like this in a single season".
Thinking of something, he added with a bashful smile. "Surely, he's the front runner and guaranteed leader in the ballon d'Or race this season".
An ESPN reporter approached next. "And that final goal from Lamine Yamal… what does it mean to you?"
Ter Stegen smiled again. "Like we expected, PSG were dangerous. They have a truly deadly attack. I saved shots today, yes. But what Lamine did… that was magic. That is what this club's future looks like. He deserves the world".
He moved on, greeted by applause from some of the press.
Next up, Lamine Yamal stepped before the media.
Draped in a Barca flag, the match ball which Lewandowsi snatched from Sam still tucked under his arm, he faced the media, his face still flushed with disbelief.
La Liga TV approached first.
"Lamine, 18 years old, scoring the winning goal in a Champions League final. How are you feeling?"
Yamal rubbed a hand through his face and replied, voice trembling. "I don't know if this is real. Yes, I've scored goals in the Euros semifinal, but this? This was honestly different".
He hesitated. "I used to watch these nights on TV with my brothers. Now I'm here. I scored… in a champions league final. For Barca. It's like I'm dreaming".
A Marca Reporter approached next. "We saw the video when Lewandowski handed the match ball won by Sam to you. What did Lewandowski say when he gave you the ball?"
Smiling, Yamal answered. "He said, 'From one legend to the next'. I almost cried right there".
After Lamine Yamal, the man of the moment finally stepped up, Sam.
This time, the reporters literally scrambled between themselves for his attention. In the end, another Sky Sports reporter got to question him first.
"Sam, you're 20 this year, and your trophy cabinet and personal achievements are already enough to leave legends wallowing in envy".
"Tonight, you not only broke Cristiano Ronaldo's champions league goal record, you also won the man of the match award of the game, and the MVP award of the UEFA Champions League campaign. You also lifted the story; so many positives in one night".
"Most are already calling you a Football God, the G.O.A.T of the new generation, at just 20". The reporter smiled. "How do you feel?"
Sam smiled, hesitated, tears welling in his eyes. "To be honest, 4 years ago, I would have never imagined myself in this position".
"My mother hated football because I always struggled with injury".
"At some point in my life, I was banished from playing football entirely. To see myself in this moment now, fulfilling a dream I once thought impossible," he sighed. "Honestly, all I feel is gratitude, endless gratitude to God".
"I feel blessed".
Then came Hansi Flick. Calm. Resolute. Legendary.
The Catalunya Radio approached him. "Coach, there were moments when it seemed like PSG had it. What gave you faith?"
Hansi Flick stared at the reporter with a slight smile on his face. "This club has always been about belief. In the system. In the talent. In the Barca way".
"We suffered, yes. But suffering is part of greatness".
ESPN approached next. "Does this vindicate your project? Your style? Your trust in the youth?"
Hansi Flick nodded firmly. "Tonight, the world saw what we're building. This wasn't just a win, it was a warning".
"Barca is back".
The press room fell into silence as the UEFA official announced.
"Player of the Match: Samuel Moses".
A thunder of applause followed. The youngest MOTM recipient in Champions League final history.