Martial showed his two black gloves to the camera.
Ancelotti was genuinely anxious now, because according to Real Madrid's plan, they had intended to use Manchester United's own strengths to contain them. Simply put, they wanted to press high and stop Manchester United from building attacks.
Ancelotti's plan had been sound. He believed Manchester United's defenders were unreliable and bound to make mistakes sooner or later.
But!
It was only today that Ancelotti realized his own defenders had fallen apart first!
Ancelotti reached inside his suit jacket, pulled out a canister of something blue, and kept pouring it into his mouth.
Real Madrid's manager liked chewing gum too!
But unlike Tang Ye, Ancelotti had absolutely no restraint when it came to chewing gum.
He had poured out at least four or five pieces just then.
Who ate that much gum at once?!
The Real Madrid manager's mouth kept moving, leaving many fans watching the broadcast deeply moved.
When it came to handling pressure, Ancelotti really needed to learn from Erik ten Hag.
Just look at how panicked the guy was!
"..."
"Vinícius Júnior!"
"Beautiful, Vinícius Júnior!"
He beat Dalot one-on-one and cut inside toward the box.
Vinícius Júnior was incredibly fast, making for a tremendous visual impact.
Eric Bailly did not dare stick out a foot to tackle him and could only keep retreating under Vinícius Júnior's pressure.
"Huff... huff, huff."
Smack!
A cross!
Benzema!
Benzema got a shot away, but David de Gea palmed it out one-handed.
The rebound fell to Eric Bailly, and Vinícius Júnior charged in to challenge him.
He won the ball!
Smack!
He slotted it home, and Vinícius Júnior had put the ball into Manchester United's net.
Beep!
Before the Real Madrid players could begin celebrating, the referee blew his whistle.
"Hey! What was that?!"