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The Rise of Millwal

"No one likes us, it doesn't matter!" "It doesn't matter if everyone likes us!" Aldridge, possessed by time and space, never imagined that one day he would become the boss of the notorious Millwall in England. The Edwards family gave Ferguson seven years to finally recreate the dynasty of the Busby Boys. After Graham's glory, the arsenal was looking for the next Chapman. The professor who was fired for the first time left for Japan, always waiting for the call from Europe. Liverpool, which has won the Champions League four times in seven years, still lives in the shadow of Manchester United. White Hart Lane is gradually becoming ordinary, Stamford Bridge is dimly blue, Jin Yuan's violent Ben challenges the throne, Keegan trains the gorgeous magpie to soar to the sky! In the summer of 1994, the Millwall Youth Army, led by young coach Aldridge, was about to rewrite the history of a hundred years without a championship. That dark blue of a mad lion is determined to sweep Europe...

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The Unstoppable Force

Last season, Millwall's youth team swept through every level of domestic competitions, earning them a reputation as a dominant force. However, during their recent friendly matches, they suffered a devastating loss.

A year ago, Millwall's youth team had crushed Bayern Munich's youth squad, while their first team faced elimination in Munich. A year later, the tables turned—Millwall's first team defeated Bayern's senior squad 3–1 in Munich, but the youth team was humiliated with a 1–4 thrashing.

Since the 1995 restructuring of Bayern Munich's youth development system, they've entered a phase of producing results. With almost no local talents in their academy, Bayern has formed partnerships with other clubs, edging toward a monopoly in youth development.

Millwall's youth team's loss wasn't simply a matter of skill but an age disparity. The friendly match allowed Under-19 players, and Bayern fielded a team almost entirely composed of 19-year-olds led by Owen Hargreaves. In contrast, Millwall relied on 16-year-old De Rossi and 15-year-old Cristiano Ronaldo as their leaders. Physically outmatched, they were utterly overwhelmed, leaving the players frustrated and seething.

Last year, Bayern's youth team had suffered a loss, and hosting the rematch at their home turf naturally stoked their desire for revenge. The match grew intensely competitive, and with Millwall's younger players at a clear physical disadvantage, their defeat was hardly surprising.

When Millwall faced Bayern Munich in the second leg of the UEFA Champions League quarter-finals at Wembley, De Rossi and Ronaldo were seen shouting passionately from the stands near the dugout.

"Boss, crush Bayern! Destroy them!"

The two youngsters looked utterly possessed, their expressions maniacal. Last week's defeat still burned in their hearts.

Losing to superior skill was acceptable, but losing due to physical inferiority left a bitter taste.

Before the match, Aldrich boldly declared that the game's outcome would be decided swiftly. His words were filled with fiery confidence, sparking excitement among the fans. De Rossi and Ronaldo were especially eager to lend their voices in support.

The second leg between Millwall and Bayern Munich in the UEFA Champions League quarter-finals was about to begin. In the first leg, Millwall secured a 3–1 away victory, putting them in a highly favorable position to advance. Bayern Munich, however, faced a do-or-die situation, needing an all-out effort to keep their hopes alive.

The commentators reviewed the starting lineups.

"Bayern Munich has changed their formation today, adopting a 4-4-2 system. They've replaced center-back Anderson with an additional forward, pairing Zickler and Elber up front.

"As for Millwall's starting lineup… Hmm, this looks quite different from what Hall suggested before the match. It seems they've opted for a 4-2-3-1 or 4-5-1 setup.

"Goalkeeper: Butt.

"Defenders: Schneider, Materazzi, Southgate, Zambrotta.

"Double pivots: Makélélé and Gattuso.

"Midfielders: Larsson, Pirlo, and Nedvěd.

"Forward: Henry.

"It's clear that Hall intends to focus on defense and counterattacks, despite his pre-match remarks about aggressively dismantling Bayern. Looks like he dropped a smokescreen after all!"

De Rossi and Cristiano Ronaldo stared at the Millwall lineup, utterly dumbfounded.

Was it a single defensive midfielder or two? An emphasis on attack or defense? They didn't need tactical expertise to see the setup for what it was.

This was the squad that supposedly demolished Bayern Munich?

Aldrich's pre-match mind games, it seemed, had merely been smoke and mirrors aimed at unsettling Bayern's preparations.

Whether it succeeded didn't seem to matter—what harm was there in a few harmless lies?

Hitzfeld couldn't help but feel both amused and exasperated by the young manager.

Down 3–1 on aggregate, Bayern Munich's options were already limited. Did it even matter if Millwall chose to defend or attack?

For Bayern, the answer was simple: attack, attack, and attack.

But as Hitzfeld glanced at Aldrich again, he realized something. If Bayern lacked the resolve to throw everything forward, their hesitation could allow Millwall's counterattacks to wreak havoc, and any defensive adjustments mid-match would take time, risking further chaos.

With nothing to lose, Aldrich had every reason to stir up confusion. Why wouldn't he?

Millwall started the match by retreating into a compact defensive formation, leaving only Henry upfield to harass Bayern Munich's backline. With a back four, two defensive midfielders, and a withdrawn trio of midfielders, they sealed off any gaps in the defensive third.

Bayern launched an all-out assault from the beginning. However, their intricate passing and positional play failed to penetrate Millwall's nine-man defensive block, no matter if they attacked five versus nine, six versus nine, or even seven versus nine. Eventually, Bayern dared not commit more players forward.

Whenever Millwall successfully repelled an attack, they refrained from quick counterattacks. Instead, they advanced methodically through midfield, forcing Bayern's players to rush back into defensive positions. Even if Millwall's attack fizzled out, Bayern's shape was often dragged deep into their own half. As a result, every Bayern offensive effort turned into a drawn-out positional battle, with no chance for swift counterattacks or numerical superiority.

As time ticked away, Bayern Munich's players found themselves physically strained. Their positional attacks grew riskier, frequently resorting to high crosses from the flanks in an attempt to create danger. Yet Millwall's tight defensive structure prevented them from crafting any meaningful opportunities.

In the 38th minute, Bayern Munich overcommitted to an attacking play, pressing too far forward. Their efforts unraveled in midfield when the ball was intercepted. Effenberg collided with Makélélé, leaving both players momentarily unsteady, but the referee signaled for play to continue. Nedvěd quickly took control of the abandoned ball and turned to spark a lightning-fast counterattack.

Bayern's defensive line was in disarray. Jeremies and the two center-backs were the last line of defense, as both fullbacks scrambled to track back. Nedvěd charged forward with Pirlo making a supporting run and Larsson accelerating down the opposite flank. It was the perfect four-against-three setup.

Reaching the edge of the box, Nedvěd shifted the ball to Pirlo before sprinting into the central channel. Larsson's diagonal run inside added another threat, while Henry peeled off to the left, drawing defenders with him.

Three attackers moving in different directions—direct, diagonal, and wide—left Bayern's defense scrambling. Jeremies stepped out to pressure Pirlo, but the gaps were already too wide to contain.

Pirlo, unphased, delivered a surgical through ball, slicing diagonally from midfield to the left. Kuffour, fixated on Larsson, and Linke, bracing for Nedvěd's frontal assault, failed to account for Henry's lateral movement into an open pocket of space.

Henry collected the ball inside the box on the left, face-to-face with the keeper. Feigning a shot to deceive his opponent, he took two quick lateral touches to his right, effortlessly bypassing Linke. This movement opened up a better shooting angle in the center of the goal. Without hesitation, Henry unleashed a thunderous strike, sending the ball rocketing into the top right corner of Bayern Munich's net like a missile.

Kahn guessed right, stretching out to meet the shot at point-blank range. His fingertips grazed the ball, altering its path slightly, but the sheer force behind it carried it into the net regardless.

"4–1! Henry's goal puts Millwall ahead 4–1 on aggregate against Bayern Munich! This strike also places Henry atop the Champions League scoring chart, surpassing Jardel. Since joining Millwall two years ago, the French forward has undergone a stunning transformation under Hall's guidance—from a winger recovering from injury to a lethal center-forward. After honing his skills in the latter half of last season, Henry has exploded this season, topping the scoring charts in both the Premier League and Champions League! Coincidentally, Henry's compatriot, Trezeguet, also blossomed into a world-class striker under Hall's tutelage. But Henry's breakout has shaken European football to its core!"

Henry, take a bow! He slid on his knees, soaking in the thunderous applause of Wembley as if the world was at his feet. He crossed the touchline, lifting his chin slightly with his eyes closed, savoring the camera flashes and the sheer frenzy from the stands.

At Millwall, within the indomitable ranks of The Lions that tower over Europe, he had reshaped his game, revolutionizing his role on the field.

Now, he's not just a player; he's a force of nature. A towering tree no one can topple. A mountain too high to scale. A blade of steel, unbreakable and unstoppable.

With arms spread wide, it felt like he could claim the world.

Wherever his razor-sharp gaze landed, Europe shuddered.

World number one! World number one! How far is he from the pinnacle?

What will it take to conquer the footballing world?

As he turned his head to the sidelines, there stood Aldrich, grinning, both thumbs raised in approval.

This was no ordinary manager—he was a young and ambitious leader, a man determined to establish a dynasty at Millwall unlike anything football had ever seen. Every inch of him screamed success.

Solskjær, Shevchenko, Trezeguet, Van Nistelrooy...

The names of outstanding forwards who had left Millwall flashed through Henry's mind.

And yet, none of them seemed to reach the heights they once aspired to after leaving Millwall. None achieved the glory that could rival what Millwall offered.

Henry's heart trembled. Doubt crept in, eating away at him like a bottomless pit.

To become the best in the world was no easy feat.

Some opportunities, once missed, were gone forever.

Meanwhile, Bayern Munich, despite relentless attacks, found themselves in deeper trouble. They conceded another goal, making the aggregate score 4–1 and further dimming their hopes of a comeback.

The first-half scoreline remained unchanged. At the start of the second half, Aldrich made a substitution, bringing on Ronaldinho to replace Larsson, who had picked up a slight injury during the first half. Larsson had soldiered on to the break but was rested for the remainder of the match.

Today's match was intense but lacked brilliance. With Millwall holding a commanding lead from the first leg, they comfortably sealed the second leg without breaking a sweat.

2-0.

In the second half, a quick counterattack led to Nedvěd extending the lead with a composed follow-up shot.

It could be said that Bayern Munich was slowly worn down under Millwall's relentless control, a passive struggle that ultimately spelled their elimination.

This manner of defeat left Bayern frustrated and even humiliated, as if Millwall barely needed to exert any effort to bring the second leg to a definitive close.

Post-match, Bayern's players lashed out at Millwall's tactics, but Hitzfeld had no interest in excuses.

"We lost," he said simply. "That's all there is to it. No excuses."

Football isn't solely about attacking. Millwall had mastered a "clever" or perhaps "cunning" approach, dominating the game with airtight defense, slowing down 80% of Bayern's rhythm, and then delivering decisive blows at just the right moments.

From another perspective, it was a testament to Millwall's maturity and adaptability. Unlike most young and newly-formed teams that played with unchanging intensity, Millwall had learned to vary their tempo and control matches.

In his post-match interview, Aldrich praised his team, attributing the resounding 5–1 aggregate victory to the players' efforts. "This is what they deserve," he said. "Now, our focus shifts to the remaining matches of the season."

Millwall had about ten games left, depending on their ability to reach the finals of two cup competitions.