Lin Quan's teammates apparently hadn't expected him to score directly from a free kick, so they froze for a moment after the ball flew into the net before rushing over to celebrate with him.
"Nice one, kid! That outside-of-the-foot curve was seriously slick!"
"Haha, wasn't the best part the tactical combination between Lin Quan and De Bruyne? Look at Dortmund's players—they were completely fooled!"
"Haha. If I were Weidenfeller, I'd be furious enough to burst a lung!"
"Hahahaha..."
Having equalized away from home, the players of Werder Bremen were all delighted.
They had thought they were certain to lose this match, only to unexpectedly draw it. It was far beyond what they had imagined!
"We can't relax yet. Including stoppage time, there are still about five minutes left. We have to defend well during these five minutes and can't waste the situation Lin Quan worked so hard to create!"
"That's right. In the final five minutes, we absolutely can't let them score!"
"Hehe, how about we pass to Lin Quan more after winning the ball and let him earn another free kick like that? We might even take all three points!"
The Werder Bremen players chatted and laughed as they discussed their tactics for the remainder of the match.
Meanwhile, Dortmund's players were so frustrated they could barely speak.
Every time they took the lead, they got pegged back.
Why was Werder Bremen so hard to deal with?
Hadn't they been a weak, easy-to-bully team last season?
Only one summer had passed, and they had evolved this much?
Was it all because of those two kids?
The match restarted. With little time remaining, Dortmund intensified their attack, trying to score late and take all three points.
However, faced with Werder Bremen's united defense, their attacks came to nothing.
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