Erik ten Hag made a string of substitutions, directly moving Marcus Rashford up front as the center forward.
Several Bayern Munich fans in the East Stand were cheering for Erik ten Hag.
Not Manchester United fans.
Bayern Munich fans were cheering!
Well done, Erik!
Rashford should be playing center forward. He is a center forward!
"Erik ten Hag is still playing Rashford at center forward..."
"He must have his own reasons, I guess."
The commentators were speaking up for Erik ten Hag.
After all, he was a Champions League-winning manager and the founder of a dynasty. Erik had surely noticed something that "outsiders" had missed.
"Out wide!"
"Pull it over! Drive it forward!"
Julian Nagelsmann roared.
Unfortunately, fans watching on TV could not hear the coaches shouting from the sidelines.
Nagelsmann's intensity, combined with the natural forcefulness of German, had the fans seated behind the stands absolutely loving it.
Of course, enjoying the sound was one thing. Raising your hand because you enjoyed hearing it was very much another.
50th minute!
Smack!
Matthijs de Ligt sent a long ball from the back, finding B. Fee with precision.
B. Fee lifted his leg and stomped hard on the ball flying toward him.
Nice!
Tang Ye's eyes lit up. He cut inside and turned, taking possession while sending Jamal Musiala tumbling to the ground.
"Oh!!"
"Tang Ye!"
"He carries it forward himself first!"
"Let's see how Tang Ye handles this."
"Bayern Munich need to be careful now!"
All eleven Bayern Munich players began dropping back, with the defensive midfielders retreating the fastest.
Joshua Kimmich came up from behind and put a hand on Tang Ye's shoulder.
"Fuck!"
Tang Ye shouted, then shoved Kimmich away.
When that did not work, he decisively stopped the ball under his foot and passed backward to de