Klopp paced along the sidelines.
Liverpool's manager looked calm, but in reality, he was out of ideas.
Judging from how the match had gone, Liverpool needed at least half their players to suddenly explode in form for a chance to beat Manchester United. Yet today, several Liverpool players were clearly off their game.
With less than two minutes remaining, Klopp and the Liverpool fans had already accepted defeat.
"..."
"Beep, beep-beep—!!!"
"The match is over, brothers!"
"3:1!"
Bang bang!
The sound of keyboard tapping came from the livestream.
It was only an EFL Cup title, but Manchester United had gone without a trophy for quite some time, so the fans were extremely excited now that they had won one.
"Whoa! It feels like Manchester United are really hitting their stride now. Next up, all they have to do is wait for the Premier League title."
Wang Chao rubbed his hands together. "Let me check the table. Hmm... damn, it feels like Manchester United could clinch the title several rounds early."
After looking over the standings, Wang Chao came up with what he considered a fitting script for Manchester United's season.
The EFL Cup title was only the beginning.
Then they would wrap up the Premier League early, and finally win the Champions League!
[Chao, go eat shit. Where's the Tang Ye hat-trick you promised?]
[Holy shit, I lost five years off my life watching this stream. Streamer, watch yourself. When King Tang gets back to China, I'll have him beat you up.]
[It's in the bag! It's all in the bag!]
[666666]
[Cash out, cash out!]
The Huanledou website and the Leisu app were filled with cheers.
Although Wang Chao had guessed the score wrong, it did not matter, because the smart fans had not followed his betting advice in