The Champions League anthem swelled, filling the colossal stadium in Tokyo. Leon watched from the VIP box as the titans of European football, Real Madrid and Bayern Munich, lined up on the pitch. The lights, the roar, the sheer scale of it all was breathtaking.

"This is it, Leo," Byon (Current: 85) whispered, his eyes glued to the pitch. "The biggest game in the world."

Alex (Current: 81) just nodded, wide-eyed, completely engrossed. Leon's mom (Current: 89) smiled, clearly enjoying the spectacle.

The referee blew his whistle.

KICKOFF!

"And we are underway in the Champions League final! Real Madrid, in their pristine whites, against Bayern Munich, in their iconic red and white! The atmosphere here in Tokyo is absolutely electric!"

"..."

Real Madrid, with their star-studded lineup, immediately took control, their passes crisp, their movement fluid. Leon's 'sight' was working overtime, analyzing every player's 'Current' rating, predicting every move.

Jude Bellingham (Current: 89) was a force in midfield, linking play, winning tackles. Kylian Mbappé (Current: 91) was a blur of speed on the wing.

"Real Madrid dominating possession in these opening minutes! Bellingham pulling the strings in midfield! Bayern are struggling to get a foothold!"

"Look at Bellingham, Leo!" Byon exclaimed, leaning forward. "He's everywhere"

Leon nodded. "He's incredible. His 'Vision' and 'Physicality' are off the charts." Leon's 'Analyze Player Stats' feature was silently working in the background, giving him a detailed breakdown of every player on the pitch.

Around the 10th minute, Real Madrid launched a dangerous attack. Vinicius Jr. (Current: 88) dribbled past a Bayern defender with dazzling skill. He then unleashed a powerful shot!

"Vinicius Jr. with the shot! Oh, what a save from Manuel Neuer! He pushes it wide for a corner!"

"FOOOOWSSHH!" Byon yelled, jumping up. "Neuer's still got it! What a save!"

Leon's 'sight' showed Neuer's 'Current: 89' radiating pure instinct and agility. He was still one of the best.

Bayern Munich, known for their relentless pressing, started to find their rhythm. Joshua Kimmich (Current: 88) and Leon Goretzka (Current: 86) began to win more midfield battles.

"Bayern finding their way back into the game! Kimmich and Goretzka are winning the midfield battle now!"

"They're so disciplined," Alex murmured, impressed. "Every player knows exactly where to be."

Around the 18th minute, controversy struck! Bayern Munich launched a counter-attack.

Leroy Sané (Current: 87) dribbled into the box, and his shot struck the outstretched arm of Real Madrid defender David Alaba (Current: 87).

"And it hits the arm! It's a HANDBALL! The referee points to the spot! Penalty to Bayern Munich!"

The Real Madrid players immediately swarmed the referee, protesting vehemently. The stadium erupted in a mix of cheers and boos.

"Real Madrid players are furious! But the referee is pointing to his ear! It looks like we're going to a VAR REVIEW!"

The giant screens in the stadium showed replays from multiple angles. The ball clearly struck Alaba's arm, which was slightly away from his body.

"It's a penalty, Leo," Byon said, his 'Current' buzzing with anticipation. "Clear as day."

"His arm was out," Leon agreed, his 'sight' confirming the 'contact point' projection. "It's going to stand."

After a tense minute, the referee pointed to the spot again. The PENALTY KICK was confirmed!

Robert Lewandowski (Current: 89) stepped up to take it, his face a picture of calm focus. Thibaut Courtois (Current: 89) stood tall in the Real Madrid goal, trying to intimidate him.

"Lewandowski against Courtois! The battle of the giants! This is a massive moment in the final!"

Lewandowski took a short run-up.

BOOM! He blasted the ball into the top corner! Courtois dived the right way, but the shot was too powerful, too precise.

GOOOAL! Bayern Munich 1 - Real Madrid 0!

The Bayern fans erupted! The red side of the stadium was a sea of jumping, cheering bodies.

"YESSS!" Byon yelled, pumping his fist. "Lewandowski! What a finish!"

Leon's mom clapped, smiling. "Oh, that was exciting!"

Real Madrid, stung by the goal, immediately pushed for an equalizer. Their 'Current' ratings pulsed with renewed aggression. They started playing with more urgency.

Around the 25th minute, Real Madrid launched a blistering counter-attack.

Kylian Mbappé (Current: 91) received the ball on the halfway line, and with a burst of BLINDING PACE, he left two Bayern midfielders in his dust!

FOOSH! He was through, clean on goal!

"Mbappé is through! He's left the Bayern defense for dead! One-on-one with Neuer! This is it!"

Leon leaned forward, his 'sight' showing the 'leg-and-ball' projection from Mbappé, a powerful shot aiming for the bottom corner. He also saw Neuer's 'body lean', anticipating the shot.

Mbappé unleashed a thunderous strike! PAAAM!

But Manuel Neuer (Current: 89) reacted with superhuman speed, spreading himself wide, making an incredible save with his foot! The ball deflected out for a corner!

"OH MY WORD! What a save from Manuel Neuer! That is absolutely incredible! Mbappé was certain to score! Neuer denies him!"

"NO WAY!" Byon yelled, slamming his hand on the armrest. "How did he save that?! That was a certain goal!"

Leon just shook his head, a small, awestruck smile on his face. Neuer was truly a beast.

The game continued at a furious pace. Real Madrid, desperate for an equalizer, pressed higher. Bayern defended resolutely, looking for opportunities on the counter.

Around the 28th minute, another moment of drama! Real Madrid's Federico Valverde (Current: 87) went in for a tackle on Bayern's Jamal Musiala (Potential: 90, Current: 86). It was a late, reckless challenge.

"Oh, that's a nasty tackle from Valverde! And the referee is going straight to his pocket! It's a RED CARD! Valverde is sent off! Real Madrid are down to ten men!"

The stadium erupted in a cacophony of whistles and cheers. The Real Madrid bench was furious, protesting the decision.

"A red card?!" Alex whispered, wide-eyed. "So early in the final!"

"That's a game-changer, Leo," Byon said. "Ten men for Real Madrid. This is going to be tough for them."

Leon nodded, his 'sight' already recalculating the tactical implications. Playing against ten men in a Champions League final was a massive advantage for Bayern.

The clock ticked past the 30-minute mark. Bayern Munich led Real Madrid 1-0, and Real Madrid were down to ten men.