What does it feel like to be a champion?
It's quiet!
At the Bijeli Brijeg Stadium, everyone is silent, their eyes constantly moving back and forth between the field and the clock.
They don't shout, they don't applaud, watching the second hand rotate with its established rhythm, their hearts filled with some inexplicable emotion.
It's also passionate!
Breathing gradually becomes rapid, the heart beats faster and faster, and the frantically secreted adrenaline makes everyone feel incredibly excited.
On the field, in the 89th minute, Zrinjski Mostar 1:0 FK Željezničar Sarajevo.
Including stoppage time, for a maximum of five minutes, Mostar will become the focus of the entire Bosnia and Herzegovina.
This small town will stand at the pinnacle of Bosnian football!
And at this moment, the emotions in their hearts are released.
"Hold on!!!! --"
"Champion!!! Take the championship!!!"
The fans are no longer chatting or in a camping mood.
They stand up one by one, looking forward!
They crane their necks to look at the field.
They know the footsteps of the champion are approaching.
On the field, the players are fighting hard.
They fight for every ball, they squeeze out the last bit of energy and run constantly, repeatedly blocking the offense of FK Željezničar Sarajevo.
The fourth official on the sidelines finally raises the sign for 3 minutes of stoppage time.
There are three minutes left in the game.
Only three minutes away from the championship!
"Cut it off for me!"
Šuker slid fiercely, knocking the ball from Mekić's feet, and at the same time, due to the force, his whole body slid out of bounds.
But he didn't dawdle, immediately got up and turned to defend.
"Cheer up! Last three minutes!"
After Šuker finished shouting, he immediately turned to close in on the opponent's receiving player.
Modrić is also defending.
In the process of fighting for the ball, Modrić and Vukojević collided and fell to the ground.
But at the moment of falling, Modrić still knocked the ball out of bounds.
Vukojević looked at the ball flying out of bounds, with a trace of helplessness on his face.
"Bošković! Come up! Fight for the header!"
In the final moments of the game, FK Željezničar Sarajevo still wants to use Bošković's height to get a goal to equalize the score.
But Zrinjski Mostar is not giving them any chance at all.
"I'm coming!"
Ćorluka rushed back, and he and Mašić sandwiched Bošković in the middle, one on the left and one on the right.
One person may not be able to compete with him, but two people can handle it much better.
In order to make the header more threatening, Mekić's cross is closer to the goal.
But Zrinjski Mostar's goalkeeper, Kiš, roared, abandoned the goal and rushed out, suddenly leaping up.
He accurately picked the ball out of the air, landed and fell to the ground, all in one go.
"...There is very little time left in the game. FK Željezničar Sarajevo still wants to equalize the score in the final moment, but Zrinjski Mostar's defense is also very tight."
"Bosnian national goalkeeper Kiš's proactive attack resolved the danger of this header. Zrinjski Mostar is one step closer to the championship!"
"The last time Zrinjski Mostar won a championship was in the Second League during the former Yugoslavia!"
"So far, Zrinjski Mostar has not won any local top-level league championships. Since the establishment of the Premier League of Bosnia and Herzegovina, they have always been suppressed by Sarajevo."
"But this season, this small Bosnian town called Mostar has shown amazing performance!"
"The arrival of Vantspijker has injected a brand-new tactical concept into Mostar. Modrić and Šuker have made the team's offense and defense extremely solid!"
"Ćorluka, Mašić, Kiš and other players are destined to be recorded in the history of Zrinjski Mostar!"
"Yes! Their first championship is about to be born!"
The referee has already started to look down at the time.
This action also made the Mostar fans at the scene restless.
How much they look forward to the referee blowing the whistle faster and ending the game!
They can't wait to hold up the championship!
Bang!
In the scramble between Šuker and Vukojević, the two collided together.
Šuker staggered, but after falling down, he still poked the ball.
Vukojević just wanted to regain control of the ball, but Boban rushed up and kicked the ball away.
The camera turns to Mostar's azure sky!
The ball draws across the sky and flies far away.
At the same time, a sharp whistle sounds.
Beep beep beep!! --
Three whistles, the game is over!
Wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! --
The cheers from more than 10,000 fans at the scene are earth-shattering!
The moment the whistle sounded, the whole audience boiled.
Zrinjski Mostar's substitutes also came out in full force, running frantically towards the field.
After 90 minutes of fierce fighting, after a season of hard work, they finally won this symbol of honor.
Champion!
They are the champions!
"...The game is over! Zrinjski Mostar defeated FK Željezničar Sarajevo 1:0. They still maintain a 5-point lead, which also allows them to win the championship one round in advance in the league!"
"In the long ten-month schedule, Zrinjski Mostar's performance is remarkable!"
"They have won victory after victory and given us wonderful games time after time. This championship is well deserved."
"This is also their first local top league championship!"
"Let us congratulate Zrinjski Mostar! They are the champions of the 2002/2003 season of the Premier League of Bosnia and Herzegovina!"
In the Bijeli Brijeg Stadium, a large number of fans climbed over the isolation fences and entered the field.
The entire stadium is overcrowded.
They are chasing players, they are celebrating excitedly.
"Champion! Champion!"
"We are the champions!"
Orić is obese, but at this moment he is incredibly swift.
He took the lead in rushing to Šuker and hugged him.
"Damn it! Awesome!!"
"Champion! You brought a championship to Mostar!"
"We are the champions of Bosnia and Herzegovina!!"
After saying that, Orić picked up Šuker and put him on his neck.
Šuker straddled Orić's neck, and he could see the fans below looking up, their faces excited.
Šuker!!
Šuker!!
Šuker!!
They shouted Šuker's name.
Undoubtedly, as the only player who scored a goal in this game, and also with an outstanding performance, Šuker is definitely the best player.
At the same time, the match association observer also immediately made a report.
The best player in this game is Šuker!
His performance helped Zrinjski Mostar win a championship!
This result also made the scene boil again!
Šuker is on Orić's neck, and he celebrates with the surrounding fans.
This day is destined to be re-entered into the history of this small town of Mostar.
"Okay! We should calm down too. The security personnel at the scene have evacuated the fans from the field, and the moment of lifting the cup is about to come!"
A simple championship platform has already begun to be built in the middle of the stadium.
A championship trophy is placed in front of the championship platform.
The overall is bare, like a large wine glass, but a crown-like shape is welded on top.
When the players return to the field again.
Zrinjski Mostar ushered in the moment of lifting the cup.
They walked onto the stage step by step under the arrangement of the staff, and under the award of the Football Association officials, they wore trophies representing gold medals.
"You performed very well today, and I look forward to your better performance in the future."
The chairman of the Bosnia and Herzegovina Football Association looked at Šuker, with a bright smile on his face and stretched out his hand.
Šuker also stretched out his hand and shook it.
Waiting to come to the front of the championship stage, Šuker couldn't wait to shout to Orić on the stand not far away:
"Quick! Take a photo for me!"
Šuker pointed to the gold medal and urged Orić.
Orić also took out his camera and pressed Šuker for a while.
"Come! Take a photo!"
Šuker not only took photos himself, but also called Modrić, Štelko, Boame and others to take photos together.
Under the lens, their faces were filled with bright smiles.
Although their clothes were wet with sweat, this made the emotions under this photo flow even more realistically.
After taking the photo, Šuker sat down at the forefront of the podium, and he grabbed a C position.
Modrić also immediately ran over and sat next to Šuker.
But when Ćorluka walked over carrying the trophy, Šuker shouted loudly:
"Captain, don't drop our trophy!"
Ćorluka immediately made a fake fall, scaring everyone to scream.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Ćorluka also laughed a few times.
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Šuker stretched out his hand and looked up at the trophy in Ćorluka's hand.
Under the prelude-like drumbeat, Ćorluka suddenly held up the trophy.
Bang bang bang!
Fireworks bloom in the sky.
Wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! --
The cheers of more than 10,000 fans are intertwined.
At this moment, glory belongs to Mostar!
They are the champions of the Premier League of Bosnia and Herzegovina!
Orić slowly raised the camera, and he took this moving scene.
In his memory, the little boy seemed to have just arrived in Mostar, but in the blink of an eye, many years have passed.
He bravely took the first step towards his career and dreams, and it was also the most gorgeous step.
Champion!
This word is always so beautiful!