"Oh!"
The moment Sancho got the ball, the Manchester City fans in the stands cried out.
Then, realizing what was happening, they immediately began laying into Sancho.
"Fuck you!"
"Idiot! Idiot!"
"Piece of trash!!!"
Sancho ran alongside Ilkay Gündogan, gradually moving toward Díaz.
Perhaps affected by the noise from the stands, Sancho's rhythm became a little disordered.
"Pass it back!"
Tang Ye shouted.
But the stadium was far too loud, and Sancho could not hear him at all.
A stepover...
A feint!
He suddenly accelerated, but Díaz, facing away from him, seized the chance and hoofed the ball clear.
"Wow!!!"
"Beautiful!"
"Díaz's clearance was absolutely crucial there. He successfully stopped Borussia Dortmund's attack!"
Gündogan had originally been ready to receive the ball, but he had overrun it. In the end, possession fell to Piszczek.
Manchester City had stopped Borussia Dortmund's first wave of counterattacks, but not cleanly.
Borussia Dortmund's counterattack was not over yet!
Piszczek chose to carry the ball forward himself, advancing several meters!
Spotting Marco Reus at the far post, Piszczek sent over a long pass.
Smack!
"Oh!!"
The long ball sailed over the entire midfield.
Borussia Dortmund switched possession from the right flank to the left!
Reus stretched out a foot!
A perfect first touch. Just then, Jude Bellingham came up, and Reus decisively pushed the ball to him.
He feinted as if he was going to the byline, waiting for Fernandinho to lower his guard.
Bang!
With an incredibly quick touch past his man, Bellingham turned inside!
"Look at that! Hey!"
Ederson was under pressure now!
Bellingham's cut inside forced Manchester City's defense to collapse inward.
Once the timing was right, Tang Ye gave a shout, and Bellingham passed the ball back to Reus on the left byline.
After all that movement, Borussia Dortmund still chose