The Press[Massage chair by Nameyelus]

The players cheered, clapping, some chanting Izan's name again.

Izan, ever composed, simply nodded, his usual smirk appearing. "Just doing my job, míster."

Laughter. More cheers.

Baraja smiled. "Then keep doing it. Because this is just the beginning."

[SMH]

The celebrations continued, but in the back of everyone's mind, they knew—

This wasn't the end of the story.

It was only the start of something far, far greater.

....

The press room was overflowing. Journalists packed every seat, some even standing at the back, cameras ready, microphones extended. 

The tension and excitement were palpable—this wasn't just another post-match interview. It was a historic moment for Valencia CF, and everyone wanted answers.

Rubén Baraja entered, still in his suit, still visibly emotional. His hair was slightly damp—either from sweat or the water and beer showers in the locker room.