Lewandowski Bags 100th and 101st Champions League Goals as Barcelona Cruise Past Brest
If you did not catch Barcelona’s game against Brest on the Champions League, then you certainly missed a special evening. The Olympic Stadium at Montjuïc was always going to be electric, and Robert Lewandowski ensured everyone left talking about him. Two goals. A milestone. And a reminder that this guy is still very much that guy.
Barcelona won the game comfortably, 3–0, but the scoreline almost felt secondary. The real headline was Lewandowski reaching 100 Champions League goals, then casually adding number 101 just to underline the point. With that, he joined an absurdly exclusive club featuring only Cristiano Ronaldo and Lionel Messi. That’s it. No one else.
The moment itself came early. Ten minutes in, Pedri floats a delicate clipped pass into the box. Lewandowski controls it cleanly, and suddenly Brest goalkeeper Marco Bizot charges out like he’s lost his head and crashes straight into Lewy’s back. Stonewall penalty. Everyone in the stadium knows the situation: Lewandowski is sitting on 99 Champions League goals.
He steps up, does that familiar little stutter, and rolls it calmly into the corner. No drama. No doubt. Just pure confidence. Barcelona lead 1–0, and history is made. Ronaldo sits miles ahead on 140-plus goals, Messi on 129, and now Lewandowski enters the century club with 100 of his own.
From there, it was pretty much one-way traffic. Barcelona dominated the ball, finishing with around 76 percent possession and close to 20 shots. Brest, to their credit, tried to stay organised, but they barely laid a glove on Barça. Not a single shot on target all night tells you most of the story.
The second goal arrived around the 66th minute. Dani Olmo finished off a slick move with a tidy strike, and at that point the game felt done. Fermín López was lively throughout, causing all sorts of problems and forcing Bizot into a couple of saves as he tried to atone for the earlier penalty.
Then came the cherry on top. Deep into stoppage time, Alejandro Balde surged forward down the left and slid a perfect low pass across the box. Lewandowski took one touch, spun sharply, and guided a classy finish into the far corner. 3–0. Goal number 101 in the Champions League. He made it look ridiculously easy.
What makes this night even crazier is Lewandowski’s age. He was 36 at the time, turning 37 as the season rolled on, and yet he looked sharp, hungry, and ruthless. Under Hansi Flick — who knows exactly how to get the best out of him from their Bayern Munich days — Lewandowski was on fire. At that point, he was leading the Champions League scoring charts with seven goals in five games and scoring freely in La Liga as well.
His Champions League numbers across clubs are insane when you break them down. Seventeen goals with Dortmund, sixty-nine with Bayern, and now adding to his Barcelona tally. Different leagues, different systems, same outcome.
After the match, Lewandowski spoke to Movistar and kept it typically understated. He said he was “very happy” and called 101 a “great number,” even admitting that years ago he never imagined reaching triple figures in Europe’s top competition. No chest-thumping. Just quiet satisfaction.
Brest deserve a bit of credit too. They’d been punching above their weight in the new league phase and arrived with nothing to lose. But Barcelona were simply on another level. Iñaki Peña kept a clean sheet, the defence looked solid with Koundé and Cubarsí, Raphinha stretched play on the wing, and Pedri ran the midfield.
Looking back now from late 2025, that Brest game still stands out. Lewandowski has kept scoring, Barcelona have pushed deep into the knockout rounds, and that night feels like a clear statement moment. Proof that even late into his career, Lewandowski remains one of the most reliable finishers football has ever seen.
Will he ever catch Messi or Ronaldo? Probably not. But crossing 100 Champions League goals puts him in football immortality regardless. Few players ever reach that level.
For Barça fans, it was pure joy. One of those nights you remember exactly where you were watching it.
Culers — what’s been your favourite Lewandowski moment this season?