I Swear...

Beep!

When referee Howard Weber blew the whistle to signal that the goal counted, Stamford Bridge erupted in astonishment.

At the same time, the stadium commentator cried out in shock.

"Oh, God! How did he score that?"

"Yang Yang! A goal from Yang Yang in the ninetieth minute!"

"One-nil!"

"I can hardly believe my eyes! Three Chelsea players couldn't stop him. Carvalho, Mikel, and Terry are all staring in stunned disbelief. They clearly can't believe it either. They have no idea how Yang Yang managed to get that shot in."

"Let's watch the replay again..."

"Oh, my God! Carvalho's elbow was driving into Yang Yang... Oh, he even grabbed his ear... But none of that could stop him..."

"Mikel... and Terry..."

"Oh, God! Yang Yang curled the ball around them. It was fast and completely unexpected."

"One-nil! Liverpool have taken the lead at the very end, thanks to a goal from Yang Yang!"

"That was an absolutely golden goal!"

Stamford Bridge was filled with boos, but it was impossible to tell whether the fans were booing Yang Yang for celebrating his goal, the unambitious Chelsea players, or Head Coach Scolari on the touchline. They might even have been booing Abramovich in the stands.

Cristiano Ronaldo and Mendes were both left staring in stunned disbelief.

The sudden turn of events had caught them completely off guard. They had even forgotten that they were still holding the champagne they had opened to celebrate earlier.

Andy Gray's voice came through the television, cracked with excitement.

"That was an absolutely unbelievable goal!"

"That is what a true top-class superstar looks like!"

"Super Yang Yang! In an almost impossible situation, he forced his way through the defenses of three Chelsea players, carving a gap in that wall of steel and scoring the winning