I got up the next day.
I went out the door,
saw a paparazzi to my left in the corner.
I couldn't care less.
Then I went to the Viktualienmarkt,
got myself a pretzel and a juice,
and then walked across Gärtnerplatz towards the Isar
to the little island.
I had to dip my legs in the Isar first
because they were aching a lot.
Yeah, and then I sat there and then you think about the night before.
But it was silent.
Munich was dead.
As good as dead.
CHAPTER 5 LIGHTS OUT IN MUNICH
There are lots of press conferences before a
Champions League match, but not before a final.
And now at your own stadium:
how does it feel sitting here?
We've asked enough times what it's like,
whether that's on your mind, playing here.
And now you sit here.
I also pondered before the match: who will actually win the match?
From the history, will it be a) Bayern Munich?
A first Champions League final
in Munich - with a coach who's already won everything.
Or is it b) Chelsea?
Whose owner has thrown an incredible amount of money at just winning this trophy.
Who will win it?
To get to a final, you must have a team.
And I think it'll be a very difficult match for us on Saturday.
The strength of this team was that they never gave up.
We always believed that we could win matches.
But you don't think as far ahead
as bringing the trophy to London.
To be honest, it was also
a generation of players who deserved to lift the trophy once.
But in fact this generation was past its peak.
They weren't destined.
I can imagine
how the players felt playing in their own stadium,
and having their own dressing room. Everyone probably kept telling them:
"Okay, guys, that's yours, have it on the golden plate.
Chelsea's not actually doing so well
and they had a strange season.“
In 2010 we were a surprise and it felt like:
it was nice to be in the final.
In 2012 it was: yes, we deserve to be there.
This time we're not the underdogs, the outsiders.
Without being arrogant, far from it,
for us it was clear: we're going to win the Champions League today.
It was such a great atmosphere,
such anticipation for what was to come.
You noticed it in the whole city:
"Yes boys!"
The whole city -
it was like a pulse rate that keeps getting quicker.
Everything decorated in red and white.
I've been living in Munich for 20 years, I've never seen the city like it.
That was special, travelling through Munich with the trophy.
Willy Sagnol was there, Paul Breitner.
Wherever you went, the people were out of their minds.
They all just said:
we need this trophy, we need this trophy.
You were in a tunnel, but you still drove or walked through Munich.
You were spoken to everywhere.
Regardless of where you went, if you went out of your door,
if you went walking anywhere in the woods,
the people spoke to you every time.
We'll get the thing, we'll get the thing, we'll get the thing.
Public viewing: in every free space there was a television set up.
People always say on matchday: “Lie down.
Chill out for an hour."
You don't shut your eyes then, believe me!
And now we're going to the biggest match - yes, let's make it big -
to supposedly the biggest match in the club's history.
It's the biggest sporting event in this city since the 1988 Euro final.
What else do you want than to win the Champions League at home?
It's the biggest match in Bayern's history.
Who can say he's played in a Champions League final at home,
in his own stadium?
It is the “Finale dahoam".
And then you see the red sea of fans and you're thinking:
“Okay, this is going to be something different."
At the Munich end there was the big tifo: "Our stadium."
"Our city, our stadium, our trophy.“
You see the fans' choreo. That was pure motivation.
We knew that Bayern were the favourites in the final.
It was also a kind of home game for Bayern, so to speak.
That also somehow motivated us.
Let's have a look at the starting line-ups: first Bayern.
We had three players who couldn't play in the final:
David Alaba, Holger Badstuber and Luiz Gustavo.
As a result we had to adjust.
Diego Contento was at left-back Anatoliy Tymoshchuk played as centre-back.
Tymo was a very good player,
who always gave his all.
Also Diego Contento, who rarely got a look-in
but came from our own academy.
Jupp came to me and said: "Diego, I'm giving you the chance.
You know what you're capable of and I can trust you.“
For me as a Munich boy, who'd only played for Bayern for years,
it was just like a dream.
Jupp wanted to move me to the left
so that Philipp Lahm was on Chelsea's strong side, their left side.
Chelsea's left side was really strong.
Chelsea also had absentees, we shouldn't forget that.
They also had players suspended for the final due to yellow cards.
We didn't have defenders.
We just had
Gary Cahill and David Luiz, who both played.
John Terry was suspended.
Luckily, both of them managed to get themselves in a state
to play the game.
The Bavarian capital clad in red,
and the Blues kick off.
We had a lot of moves,
we were well in the game, we were active.
We had the game completely under control.
We had,
as mentioned, a few changes from Real Madrid.
But we had the game under control and were clearly the better team.
It was a game that Bayern obviously dominated.
And it was important that we had
the attacking players in particular under control.
We then tried to be attacking ourselves
when our players had the opportunity.
I actually had very little to do in that game,
I was never really in the game.
They throw themselves into every ball, but don't get in front of goal at all.
It was one-way traffic.
I think it was really a good performance by us.
The only thing was chance conversion.
We had some really good chances.
Our shots on goal weren't as precise
as they usually were.
Perhaps there was a certain nervousness or
agitation there.
There were a few things that were maybe too hasty.
I scored ten out of ten in training:
either with the inside of the foot into the corner
or just with the laces into the net.
And there I fell back,
which is why I skied it.
If you look at it from a writer's perspective, we of course
built up a great arc of suspense:
over the whole game we kept knocking at the door,
but every time, nothing doing, nothing doing again.
Yeah, and then one went in.
Then there was a blackout in Munich.
We felt that. We felt that way on the pitch too.
And we noticed that the stadium felt that too.
Müller! And goal! And goal! 83rd minute, Thomas Müller, Munich explodes!
That was really awesome.
That explosion, that explosion of feelings for all involved.
And Munich exploded,
and you could hear this whole city.
I still have it in front of me.
It was a feeling you can't describe.
Deserved to say the least!
I still have the eyes of the others in my mind.
I had tears in my eyes, it was really like that.
I stood on the pitch and thought: this is it now.
Now we're winning the trophy at home.
That was the moment of redemption.
The scenes in the stands.
I was freaking out too. Seriously, wow!
by our player with the number 25:
Thomas — Müller! — Thomas — Müller! — Thomas — Müller!
That moment remains.
Nobody can take that from us.
FC Bayern — one — Chelsea — nil — Thank you! — You're welcome!
I thought: nobody is taking this from us now.
The way the game had been before that,
without any chances, without anything from Chelsea.
I thought: this is safe.
During the goal celebration I went over to Jupp Heynckes
because Thomas actually wanted to go off, he was tired already.
He said: “Okay, what do we do, should I bring on Daniel Van Buyten?“
And obviously, what's going to happen when you're 1-0 up in the 88th minute,
what will Chelsea do?
They'd normally just play long balls.
In my view, a completely logical switch.
I was knackered, an attacking player goes off,
and Daniel Van Buyten, probably our strongest player in the air, comes on.
As a coach, you almost can't be any more logical.
The coach said:
“I'll need you, so really go for it."
I still maintain that it was the right decision
to bring on Daniel Van Buyten,
because it was also then the case that Chelsea only played long balls.
The goal against us
came a bit late, which didn't give us much time.
Then I made a few changes.
Torres came on, we had nothing to lose.
We were 1-0 down, so you gamble a bit more.
Today, up until now they've been clearly inferior.
Contento against Torres.
He was quick, I was also quick,
we were both quick.
I was also renowned for sliding tackles.
The fact the ball then went out for a corner rather than a throw...
Chelsea corner, their first.
We got ourselves fired up again,
we organised our defence.
All I know is that I concentrated
when the corner came.
Then the ball came to the near post.
I just felt that power of the header and thought:
that was like a shot.
He headed it above me to left.
Ouh ha!
It was, let's say, not an easy ball for me
but I think, if I'd had more to do during the game,
I'd have saved it.
This is the irony about football:
sometimes a" you need is just one corner.
The goal gets so much power
because Boateng pushes him into the header with his elbow.
That gives it even more zip than it already has.
It was well worked by Chelsea.
If I'd recognised earlier that they were standing in a block,
then I would've needed someone to help me.
Whether it was intended like that at the time,
I don't know exactly, but we always tried
to have a few blocks in front of the goalkeeper and
at the near post.
We should've put Daniel Van Buyten on Didier Drogba.
Jérôme is great in the air, but Daniel Van Buyten is slightly taller
and a bit more of a unit.
We should've put him there, and we forgot that.
I said at the time: I know Drogba from Marseille,
I know his movements in detail because I trained with him.
Therefore I'd prefer to have Drogba at set pieces.
Then it was: no, Jérôme takes Drogba
and you stay with Cahill.
I said: "Okay."
It was a difficult situation
because you have to then live with it.
That was the point, the first time
that an air of doubt emerged.
I think the fan and the player have a different attitude there.
The fan says: "It can't be, now we're going to lose.“
As a player you say:
"Keep going.
Nothing's happened. It's 1-1, we're controlling the game,
we'll just win it in extra time."
It was the same story in extra time: us on the front foot, us on the front foot.
Logical consequence: penalty.
I had this contact from Didier Drogba
and felt immediately that I have to come off.
And then you know, it's a penalty.
We obviously had a lot of confidence in Petr Čech
because obviously he'd studied a" the penalties by the Bayern players before the game.
I was watching who's going to take the penalty
and then I was just thinking: Okay, whoever takes it, this is just the moment.
If you save it,
there's a chance to win it.
If you don't, that's probably it.
I was actually a bit worried
because I didn't want Arjen to take it,
because we knew each other.
It's sometimes awkward
when you face the players you know, because they know you and you know them.
And then I'm thinking: Okay, it's the 105th minute of the game.
He's tired,
so it's probably harder for him
to get a clean strike and curl it like that.
So I was thinking, okay, he's going to try to shoot harder
to make sure that if something happens, the ball goes through.
And that's what he did.
Robben like in Madrid, question mark?
Robben not like in Madrid!
Robben like in Dortmund!
They're the only two penalties I missed.
That was a spell, a period
where things weren't quite running perfectly. And...
Yes, why and how?
Maybe you don't
believe in yourself enough?
The coach said before the game,
because Arjen had missed against BVB:
“Arjen is our number one penalty taker. If he doesn't feel up to it, you take, Mario.“
I noticed from every second after the penalty whistle, he was doubting.
And that's what I get most annoyed with myself for:
that I didn't take the ball then, because I had 100 percent confidence in myself.
I should've taken that ball and I didn't,
and I'm so annoyed about that.
This is where small margins make huge difference.
That ball could've spun one more re"
and he was there to tap it in.
And it didn't.
It had a kind of backspin and stayed there in the spot,
where I managed to get it faster than him.
No, I didn't see it. I saw the fans, yes.
Normally Basti stands on the opposition penalty area,
tries to follow up the taker
or somehow get the second ball, and you're looking at the pitch.
In this situation you just realise,
it was a high strain on all our nerves.
What can I say? You obviously hope the ball goes in.
And Arjen had also taken some very good penalties.
But it was certainly... Oof!
He collapsed,
body and spirit pretty much.
That's when I thought, this is going wrong.
Today, fate is ready to buy Chelsea FC a drink.
And they're all holding out their glasses.
And saying: "Come on, pour in.“
I never had that in my life, where I thought:
today is not our day.
I never had that.
Because you always believe in it.
Missed penalty, it can't be.
Yet still: we're on the front foot, we're on the front foot.
I think Chelsea again had nothing
really in extra time,
no chances, nada.
You don't want it at all. You don't want to go to penalties.
So we kept pushing until the very last second.
We then had another situation with lvica Olić, shortly before the end.
In principle
I should've shot.
The ball came onto my stronger foot
and I remember, at the last moment
I saw a red shirt.
And I thought it would be Mario Gómez,
but it was Daniel Van Buyten.
I won't forget
that moment for a long, long time because it really pained me.
I've always wondered, why didn't I go for goal?
There certainly wasn't a good feeling there
when the referee blew,
and you know it's going to a penalty shootout.
For me it was pure chaos.
We had some problems.
We had a few players who didn't want to take one,
for various reasons.
In Madrid we certainly also had
a bit of a problem with penalties.
We know that story, with two missed.
So there weren't that many brave players, let's say.
It's an immense responsibility to take a penalty in such games.
At the end I maybe
would've also wanted to take one,
but I just didn't feel good,
and that's also, let's be honest,
a kind of responsibility towards the team,
to say, okay, if not, then someone else has to take.
- Did you decide that or Jupp Heynckes? - Me.
People have also blamed me, I know, and have discussed,
I should've ultimately decided who takes.
I was a player myself,
I know what it's like.
Of course, as coach you don't
want to send in someone who just doesn't want to.
That's no good.
But I think there were a few others who didn't want to take.
I went up and said: “Tymo,
every time you blast it at goal when you come out.“
"No, boss, not me.“
With his shooting he was one of the candidates who'd also hit good penalties in training.
I think I also asked Toni, and he didn't want to either.
Just because he missed in the semi-final.
I must admit, in 1976,
when I missed the penalty, I didn't want to take either
because I didn't feel capable.
So I can't be angry at anyone for that.
As a result, we were in the strange situation against Chelsea
that we had 11 players on the field and couldn't get five penalty takers together.
I remember I went up to Manu and said:
“Manu, how's it looking?“
There were few players on the pitch who came forward,
so I said I'd take one,
so that other players would follow suit.
So that they say: “Hey, if Manuel as goalkeeper is taking one now,
then surely I should have the courage to take one too.
That can't be true.“
If I as goalkeeper - and he'd never done that before in an important game -
know that I have to take a penalty afterwards... Wow.
I didn't want to have to take one.
I just know I wasn't planned for penalties,
but a lot of others didn't want to take.
Then Jupp Heynckes, our coach, asked: "Fancy it?“
“Okay, I'll take one, no problem."
I believe Peter Hermann did the list, he asked around who's taking.
I said, sure, I can take. He asked:
“Fifth?" Then I said: “Yes, sure, I'll go fifth.“
For me it was clear: I'm captain, I must,
I want to lead the team.
And in those situations that means:
taking responsibility for your team, for your club.
Boys, this is our trophy, it stays here!
This is our trophy.
And then it started.
I was the first taker, and the ball
was in the circle of Chelsea players, who were stood together.
I thought to myself, why should I wait or ask
if someone can kick the ball over to me? That's why I went in,
grabbed the ball and walked towards the penalty spot.
Also, to say to my team:
I'm stepping up, will put it away and set us on course for victory,
just to give the team something.
I wanted to shoot high, but clearly to the right
because to the left I had the fear that I'd slice it too much and miss.
I think it was Philipp Lahm: you could clearly see he was a player who decided
about the side, and then shot there.
I went there because I was sure
that he's going to go there.
Confidently to the right.
I think Petr Čech actually got to it.
Lahm does it!
Obviously there's then relief when you score the first
and you can send the team into the shootout like that.
We said to Juan Mata, who went first:
"Juan,
there is a 95 percent chance
that if you are the first one and left-footed,
Manuel Neuer
dives to his left."
He'd taken penalties before,
so we'd contemplated
and decided that he chooses this corner.
Then I have to be there, have to fully commit.
He scared everybody off.
They all said the same thing:
“Oh my God, when he just banged the crossbar
and everything was moving."
And he's standing there like that, he appeared like seven times bigger than the goal.
He [Mata] said to me: “You know it's a long walk,
I was so tired and so nervous.
I was just talking to myself and saying: 'Okay, just put it there
and shoot there, like in training. Put it there and shoot there.'
So then I started running to the ball. And when I was at the last step,
I was like: 'Oh no, he's going to dive there.”
So then he changed and then he obviously missed.
Mata, and Neuer saves!
Manuel Neuer there again, and you're thinking...
It felt like the stadium was red, we shot towards our fans.
It was savage.
It even spurred me on to go there.
Then I put the ball down and look at Petr Čech, who's standing there
and was a monster.
I put the ball down, turn around and it was clear to me,
I'm going to hit into one corner, powerfully.
I have to hit powerfully, otherwise he'll get to it.
I walk back, turn around and think, no, he'll save it.
On the way to the ball I changed my mind
and went for the other corner.
I think the one who surprised me was actually Mario Gómez
because I expected him to shoot the other way.
Gómez against Čech: Gómez!
I read it at the last moment but I was a bit late,
that was my problem.
The mad thing about this story is: afterwards I have doping control.
Petr Čech is sitting with me at doping control.
He's completely shy, reserved,
and eventually he says to me: "Hey,
what was with the penalty?“
I look at him and say: "Eh?"
Then he says to me: “You wanted to shoot towards the other corner first.
You totally confused me.
I knew you were going for the other corner.“
He pretty much said what happened in me. That's brutal.
That made me realise again what a great goalkeeper he is.
Who also read the players and the players' body language.
Advantage Bayern, now it's David Luiz, a centre-back
but actually a good, reliable penalty taker.
It was pretty clear which five players would take the penalties.
It was just a question of the order.
David Luiz...
Ay ay ay,
confidently converted.
Then there was a communication issue regarding the order.
Still looking for a taker.
I looked ahead, saw that nobody's walking forward.
Then I was a bit surprised and thought, hey,
it must be my turn now.
So I went to the penalty spot
and put the ball down.
In principle I'd picked my spot, but
when I put the ball down,
I looked at Čech
and thought a bit more.
When Manuel took the penalty,
that was the interesting one. I remember
Hans Jörg Butt was on the bench and I remember watching him
take the penalties, and I was thinking: is he going to do the same thing?
They train together, maybe they discuss.
So I was thinking, then he's going to go slow
and then wait for me and my first movement.
How's he reacting? How's he looking at me?
I'd also observed him a bit,
and then I just wanted to shoot into my corner with power.
So I was delaying and delaying
and I actually had this idea that I would go for a cross-shot.
But I didn't want to go too early.
Neuer is an incredibly good footballer
and a pretty decent penalty taker.
There was no wincing to be seen.
Manu is a good footballer, that goes without saying.
But obviously for a goalkeeper it is better when he can completely concentrate
on his goalkeeping, think about
where he's diving to save the kicks.
After that, I basically switched back because I had to go in goal.
I knew it's carrying on,
the next taker's coming, and you have to be present again.
The fourth one, when Olić took the penalty, I was like:
okay, it's literally impossible to go every time
the right way and be close and not to save one.
So I was pretty confident that that's the one.
Especially for him, it was probably the toughest
because he knew it's his last game.
Those 50 metres, when you walk towards goal,
it doesn't cross your mind that it could be your last ball.
The goal appeared big, but
before I shot, it was suddenly really small.
Which corner am I going for?
I said to myself, okay, I'll shoot into the right corner.
I just don't want the ball to go wide.
The way he set,
his arm went up early enough,
which gave me an indication that he's going to cross-shot.
That's why I went there, with really good timing and a really good push.
As well, the ball was not high enough.
Last game for Bayern, and this is how he signs off.
lvica Olić was responsible for so many goals,
for so many unbelievably important moments, he was always there.
Unfortunately Petr Čech was also there in that moment.
I thought, okay, lvi, now stick the ball away,
then I'll finish the job, or something like that.
Then lvi misses,
Chelsea score
and then the state of play was a little different
than was probably the case previously against Real Madrid,
where you knew, okay, if you score it's over.
We previously lost that penalty shootout in 2010
in Basel.
Hold on.
Bayern versus Basel? — Yes.
And what has Čech got to do with that?
Well now I can say it...
I have to say,
what made me save Bastian's penalty
was actually the fact that we looked all the way to 2007.
He used to shoot like that.
He would break his run
and then open to shoot to his natural side.
Then he changed so he didn't do that anymore.
When he went to take the penalty,
I looked at him and I'm thinking:
how far is he? He was not that far.
And I'm thinking: what is he doing?
Then he starts running,
in a different way to me.
At the moment I'm thinking: okay, he's doing something else.
Then that moment he stopped, and I'm thinking: thank you very much!
You're waiting
for the moment when you can celebrate.
I don't have all my penalties in my head,
but the one against Basel I do: bottom right,
flat.
Yes, he did well.
That was our end,
I saw the faces of the crowd,
the fans. That just...
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The expressions on the people's faces,
I still have them
clearly in my mind.
For the fans to lose that at their own stadium,
that hurts me the most.
I can still see how Schweinsteiger tries to hide himself
in and behind his shirt.
And the world stands still.
The world in Munich stood still at that moment in time,
because it was clear that Drogba is taking the fifth -
of course Drogba is taking the last one.
I took Basti with me and said:
"It doesn't matter, Manu will save this, so all good, nothing's done yet."
The pressure was certainly then on my side.
The pressure is often on the taker,
but I was still confident.
There was still a tiny glimmer:
perhaps something crazy will happen now,
perhaps the football god has some sympathy.
Didier was a very good penalty taker,
so I had a lot of confidence that he'd score.
I honestly thought he'd switch.
Based on the analysis,
but he just hit it into his corner.
If I'd followed the plan,
I actually could've saved it.
Of course he puts it away. There was no question for me.
At that moment, at the latest, it was clear:
the night in Munich had turned blue.
We had three match points,
three!
You're really close to it each time.
You can almost take the trophy already,
and then it's gone.
Yes, then you're just...
broken, empty,
you can't do anything.
Nobody says anything, and you see players crying
who you normally see laughing.
How are you meant to feel then?
If you feel empty as a fan, it's even worse as a player.
I didn't know where I was. Only my body was there.
You know this situation won't come again.
I'll never get to play another Champions League final at home.
I was under Felix Magath for about two years,
we ran up stairs, ran up mountains with medicine balls,
but those stairs at the Allianz Arena were the hardest walk
I've ever been on.
I wasn't actually thinking anything in my head,
but I just went from one to the other like I was remote-controlled.
I saw my task as:
I have to support my teammates,
I have to help them.
I would've preferred it
if a hole had opened up on the pitch,
then down and out of the stadium, gone.
The day after
was so bad.
You don't sleep well,
it's just...
During the night I sent Thomas Müller a video
and said, that would've been yours
because I would've also been so pleased for him.
I just didn't eat for two and a half, three days.
I couldn't eat.
You don't eat,
you don't want to do anything.
The following day I texted Holger and Andi Ottl.
I just wrote: "Forget!"
There's a little kiosk in Schwabing.
I said: "Let's meet there.“
I lived near there, we sat down
and started to order Aperol spritz.
Obviously everyone was in a lousy mood,
We sat there and somehow...
It was a very hot weekend, we sat in the sun.
Each time we ordered another round,
we ordered a round of Aperol spritz for everyone in this pub.
Every time we toasted we shouted loudly:
"Forget!"
So completely, completely...
Looking back I'm ashamed, it was really gross.
We were sitting there.
At one point I stood in the Eisbach with an Aperol spritz.
I was really...
And then?
How did you come out of it?
Thomas Müller sent a WhatsApp message in the group.
Was there WhatsApp then? I think it was a text.
It was a very long one, you can imagine -
when Thomas Miiller starts to talk, it goes on.
I still remember:
I sat next to my wife in the car,
we drove to our horse stable because I wanted to clear my head.
We obviously didn't have training anymore.
Thomas was the first player who wrote anything about it, and then you really noticed: pfft...
I was in such an agitated state and then I...
I can't remember exactly what I said.
He said: hey boys, it's all completely sh*t right now,
but...
That's not it for us yet.
That's just not it.
That can't be it.
Okay, we messed it up, but we'll come back.