[If this goal isn't allowed, I'll eat a whole pig alive.]
[Is the referee trying to target Pogba? There's definitely nothing wrong with that goal.]
[Can a Wolfsburg fan tell me if there was anything wrong with that challenge?]
[Forget Wolfsburg—everyone in the comments is either tagged Dortmund or Manchester United. Dongqiudi is basically split between two sides now. There are too few fans of other clubs, it's all Chinese fans.]
[We won, we won! I told you Dortmund would be fine!]
"Beep!!!"
The referee blew his whistle.
"The goal stands!"
"Beautiful!"
"That means Dortmund are leading 1–0!"
Once the goal was confirmed, the Dortmund players immediately began celebrating.
"Vamos!"
Escribá raised both hands.
The camera clearly showed that Escribá's arms were trembling.
"Nice, nice!"
Tang Ye embraced Marco Reus.
Looking at the match clock.
It was now the 21st minute of the first half, and Dortmund were leading 1–0 away from home.
Hmm...
"We're about to win the title!"
Reus shouted right into Tang Ye's ear.
"Fuck!"
"Easy, Marco!"
Tang Ye pressed his right hand downward. "Calm down, calm down!"
But after saying that, Tang Ye was the first one who couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.
"Just hold on to it, like this!"
Escribá grabbed Brandt and told him to drop back more frequently to offer support.
There was not much else to say. Keep up this rhythm, and beating Wolfsburg should not be much of a problem!
"Come on!"
"Reus!"
The match soon reached the 30th minute of the first half.
Wolfsburg did have some ability, after all. Over the past few minutes, they had relentlessly attacked down the flanks and had genuinely produced some results.
Wolfsburg had now raised their possession to 48%. If they held on a little longer, they might even surpass