Scoring Another Goal, Lin Quan is the Real Trump Card!

Dortmund's players were stunned, staring blankly at their own goal, unable to accept the harsh reality of conceding so quickly.

Over on Werder Bremen's side, it was the complete opposite. After the goal, players sprinted across the pitch, chasing down Füllkrug, piling onto him with shouts as they jumped into a dogpile.

On the sidelines, Coach Schaaf clenched his fist in excitement after seeing the goal, rushing out to embrace his coaching staff in celebration.

On the other side, Klopp's face darkened as he watched his team concede so early.

"Damn it, what a lucky break for them!"

They'd only launched one attack, and it worked—the luck was absurd.

Of course, that didn't mean Dortmund's defense was flawless on that play.

When Füllkrug shook off his marker and sprinted in to shoot, Dortmund's players failed to get into position in time, leaving a gap in the defense that led to the goal.

Could it be that this young talent from Werder Bremen's youth academy was Schaaf's secret weapon for this match?

Klopp felt a twinge of doubt, his gaze shifting between Lin Quan and Füllkrug.

He couldn't tell which one the opponent was relying on today.

Or were both of them their trump cards?

With that thought, he called Hummels over and gave him a few instructions.

When the match restarted, Füllkrug noticed the defense on him had tightened significantly.

Though Dortmund hadn't assigned a man-to-man marker, there were always one or two players hovering close by.

In this situation, if a teammate passed to him, the opponent would immediately close in and steal the ball.

Seeing this, Schaaf allowed himself a faint smile and breathed a sigh of relief.

Young Füllkrug wasn't Werder Bremen's real secret weapon—that was Lin Quan, the winger with devastating one-on-one ability.

Füllkrug's main role on the pitch was to create space for his teammates, set up plays, provide support, and distract the defenders so they couldn't focus entirely on stopping Lin Quan.

And Füllkrug's earlier goal only reinforced that, making Dortmund believe he was the biggest threat, forcing them to commit more resources to marking him.

That played right into Schaaf's hands.

"Now then, it's your turn to shine."

Schaaf's gaze cut through the crowd, landing on the Number 10 Jersey on the right side of the pitch.

The unexpected goal in the fourth minute didn't crush Dortmund's fighting spirit.

Though conceding so early was a bitter pill to swallow, leaving them feeling ambushed, that frustration quickly turned into anger, fueling an even fiercer determination.

They stepped up their running and tackling, accelerating the game's pace to break down their opponents and claw back the score—or even take the lead!

This was Westfalen, the most fearsome home ground in the entire Bundesliga!

You lot aren't allowed to run wild here!

But Werder Bremen, riding high after their goal, weren't intimidated by Dortmund's pressure.

So the two sides clashed fiercely in midfield once again, bodies flying everywhere.

In the fifth minute, Dortmund worked the ball into Werder Bremen's box with quick passes.

Lewandowski received it in the area but, lacking a good passing option, decided to shoot himself.

The shot lacked power and was easily saved by the goalkeeper.

Mielitz knew the window for their quick strike, as instructed by the coach, was closing fast. If they couldn't score another now, Dortmund would soon pin them back in their own half.

So he sprang up from the ground and launched a long kick forward.

Dortmund had just finished an attack, with most of their players still in the opponent's half, nowhere near ready to retreat.

Their backline was so open you could drive a truck through it.

Once again, Arnautovic—the tall striker—used his excellent heading ability to win the ball and nodded it to Füllkrug.

Füllkrug had a Dortmund defender nearby, already closing in before he could even take possession.

But surprisingly, Werder Bremen's number 41 didn't go for the ball at all. Instead, he cleverly let it slip past to a teammate charging up from behind—Lin Quan, wearing the Number 10 Jersey!

Klopp shot up from his seat with a sharp intake of breath.

His face turned grim.

Wasn't that guy supposed to be on the right wing?

When did he drift into the middle?

Füllkrug, standing at 1.9 meters, blocked the defender's path after letting the ball go, preventing Dortmund's players from immediately pressuring or intercepting Lin Quan.

That gave Lin Quan the space and time to accelerate!

Countless matches had already proven how dangerous it was once Messi got up to speed.

And now, Dortmund's players were facing that very test!

With his speed fully unleashed, Lin Quan didn't bother with any fancy tricks. He simply used changes in rhythm, a quick cut, and a feint to breeze past Dortmund's center-back Kirch.

The opponent wanted to grab his jersey but hesitated, afraid of conceding a penalty.

In that moment of hesitation, Lin Quan had already taken the shot.

Seeing Lin Quan charge into the box, Dortmund's goalkeeper Langerak immediately shifted to the near post.

But the shot went to the far post, and it was a curving ball.

Faced with such a strike, Langerak could only make a token dive, nowhere near reaching the ball.

As he hit the ground, he heard a thud and felt a flicker of hope, thinking the shot had gone wide.

But when he looked back, the ball had still bounced into the net.

In the sixth minute of the match, Werder Bremen had once again exploited a quick counterattack to breach Dortmund's goal.

The score became 2-0!

This goal was almost identical to the first—both came from rapid counters that caught Dortmund off guard.

Before their defenders could fully get into position, Werder Bremen had already finished the attack.

In this situation, no matter how fast Dortmund's players could run, it was useless!

Their speed couldn't keep up with the ball!

This left Dortmund's players collectively stunned, even starting to doubt whether their tactical setup was correct.

If they kept playing like this, they had no idea how many more goals they'd concede over the match.

This was Westfalen, their home ground.

If they lost by a huge margin at home, or even suffered a disaster, the players wouldn't know how to face the team's fans.

So, after the restart, Dortmund's players became hesitant and seemed afraid to keep attacking.

On the sidelines, Schaaf saw Dortmund's players' performance and felt much more at ease:

Just as I guessed—young players have clear strengths, but their weaknesses are just as obvious. Their mentality is too easily shaken.

So now, Coach Klopp, do you have a way to break out of this crisis?