Final Champions | Manchester City 0-Chelsea 1: Super champion Chelsea

Europe is ‘blue’. Chelsea were crowned Champions of the Champions League to the glory of their manager, Thomas Tuchel, who in a few months has turned a depressed team with Lampard into one brilliantly named the best on the continent. A Spaniard, César Azpilicueta, raised to the sky of Porto a title that crowns Abramovich's men and once again surrounds Guardiola with disappointment in his attempt to win this competition. For such a feat, Tuchel has left Simeone, Zidane and Pep himself on the way. Almost nothing.

On the O Dragao board, German triumphed over Spanish, there is no doubt. Guardiola surprised by not putting up a midfielder or a forward. The thing of dispensing with the nine had been using it; Playing without an anchor man was a risk, especially against an overwhelming Chelsea against him. His idea of ​​drowning from pressure, with Foden more focused, as in the second half in Paris, did not reduce Chelsea's devastating attacks into space. Tuchel paired Havertz with Werner, allowing each outing to feel like a stampede.

Any striker with a minimum degree of inspiration would have taken advantage of the mistakes of Stones, tender as he had not been seen this season, but Werner is there to shake and not to look too much at goal. Both times he did so, it reflected alarming mistrust. You cannot play with that lack of conviction in a Champions League final.

The City could not find De Bruyne, forgotten to their fate in the drawing, and only once came in danger with a long ball from Ederson to Sterling, Guardiola's main novelty and at the same time the biggest disappointment. In the combat between combination and push, the latter was undoubtedly winning, that which with Tuchel has characterized Chelsea. The surveillance behind was controlled, even without Thiago Silva, who was injured, and any hammer blow could stun Tuchel's team to a City without a map.

He achieved it on the brink of rest, in one more example that current football is reached by the shortest route. Five touches required the blue team to transfer the ball from its goal to the opposite. Mount waved his wand with a measured pass, Werner opened the channel to the defense with a breaking uncheck and Havertz did what Chelsea paid 80 million for, score the goals of the important days.

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Going behind in a final is serious, but if Chelsea is in front it is much more so. Those from Tuchel went into ‘anvil mode’, retracted several meters, closed corridors and took out the umbrella. Nothing new, because with that method they managed to reduce Atlético and Real Madrid to nothing in this same competition.

Guardiola, thus recognizing his mistake in the alignment, altered everything with half an hour still ahead. He took advantage of De Bruyne's injury to put a real nine, Gabriel Jesus, and put a defensive midfielder, Fernandinho, although what he needed was to score. He approached that target with a shot that hit James' arm after a rebound. Mateu, very good all night, did not whistle anything.

The City was moving and moving the top, although without danger. Chelsea enjoyed the suffering, the agony of the divided ball. In this context, Azpilicueta became a giant, the best Spanish defender today, immeasurable in a cut over the line and in any ball hanging in the area.

To the lack of spaces in attack, City added the fear that in one against the match it would end. Tuchel saw it too and put Pulisic in search of blood. At the first exchange he was able to bite on the jugular, although his definition in hand-to-hand against Ederson was off.

Guardiola had no choice but to burn his ships pulling Agüero, the club legend in search of the goal that would lead to extra time. City needed that push of fate that differentiates the champion teams, a turn that Pep has resisted since he left Barça, since he said goodbye to Messi, in fact, since that goal by Iniesta at Stamford Bridge that did not it has been repeated for him in the Champions League. Not this time either, to the glory of a Chelsea taken to eternity in a few months. Tuchel's SuperChelsea. The new king of Europe.