The Tenth Crown

Mourinho was truly in a difficult spot!

He now felt as if he were being roasted over hot coals. No matter what decision he made, there would be problems.

What was he supposed to do after Real Madrid had completed a miserable 2–1 comeback?

Anyone could see that Inter Milan had to score—at least one goal.

Real Madrid obviously knew that too. What would they do?

As long as they weren't stupid, they would let Inter come forward and attack, then hit them on the counter.

When it came to counterattacking, Real Madrid were capable of beating Barcelona 5–0 at Camp Nou.

Inter Milan's solid defense was built on the team sitting deep. If they took the initiative and attacked, what would they have left to rely on?

Using their weakness to attack the opponent's strength—wasn't that just courting death?

But if they didn't push forward and continued using a counterattacking strategy, hoping Real Madrid would make a mistake, wouldn't that be like waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump?

Sometimes, football matches were simply like this. The momentum could shift dramatically, and a single goal could change everything.

At this point in the match, Real Madrid's tactical adjustments in the second half and Yang Yang's two goals had been the key.

The former had orchestrated Real Madrid's comeback in the second half, while the latter had calmly seized his opportunities.

At that moment, the entire Bernabéu Stadium was boiling over.

Two-thirds of the crowd were Real Madrid fans. They were all singing, dancing, cheering, and chanting Yang Yang's name.

Yang Yang sprinted all the way to the area in front of the stands to celebrate his goal. Real Madrid's players flew at him one after another. Even goalkeeper Casillas had specially rushed over to celebrate with