Final score: Benfica 2 – Juventus 1.
As a referee, I have witnessed moments like these countless times. The weight of history on Juventus’ shoulders, the relentless expectation from their tifosi, and yet, on this night, it was the Portuguese side who played with the hunger of a team that refused to be denied.
The Turning Point
Juventus started with intent, pressing high, dictating play. Vlahović’s early strike sent a ripple of hope through the Bianconeri faithful. But football is not a game won in moments—it is a battle of momentum, of will. Benfica, unshaken, responded with precision, their midfield weaving passes that cut through Juventus’ defensive lines like a scalpel through flesh.
A controversial penalty in the 67th minute—VAR confirmed a slight touch, but was it enough? The decision stood. João Mário stepped up, sent Szczęsny the wrong way, and suddenly the game was level.
Juventus pushed forward recklessly, seeking salvation in attack. But in their desperation, they left themselves exposed. Benfica, sharp as ever, struck on the counter in the 83rd minute—Rafa Silva finishing a swift break that left the Turin crowd stunned into silence.
Aftermath
As I walked off the pitch, I saw Max Allegri shaking his head, already preparing to deflect the inevitable storm of criticism in the press room. Meanwhile, Roger Schmidt embraced his players, knowing they had outplayed not just a team, but a club that represents an institution of European football.
Football is cruel. It is beautiful. And tonight, in the cathedral of light and shadow that is the game, Benfica shone brightest.