"The ball's in!!!!!"
"Oh my God, haha!"
Although Thibaut Courtois had been in phenomenal form today, Tang Ye had still opened Real Madrid's goal in the most humiliating way possible for a goalkeeper.
A Direct Free Kick goal!
The score was now 2-0!
Swish, swish, swish—
"Roar—!!!!"
Tang Ye threw his head back and roared, trying to tear off his shirt, but Marcus Rashford grabbed him in time. "Keep it together, keep it together!"
"Vamos!"
Ousmane Dembélé came up from behind and crashed into Tang Ye's back before taking a bite out of Tang Ye's hair.
Clap clap clap!!!
Clap clap clap!
Naturally, Tang Ye himself was the most excited. After all, he had scored this right after being targeted by the Real Madrid fans. Its meaning was entirely different.
He interacted with the fans in the stands as he headed back toward his own half. Along the way, he picked up a marker that had been thrown down from the stands, then walked straight toward the cameraman with it.
The cameraman seemed to understand what Tang Ye wanted to do and took a few steps forward.
Swish, swish, swish!
The broadcast director gave them that camera angle as Tang Ye wrote "2:0" on the screen.
That was the current score of today's match.
Before the next kickoff, the broadcast showed two consecutive replays.
Perfect speed, perfect placement. Other than his slightly drawn-out kicking motion, it was hard to find any flaw in that Direct Free Kick.
The broadcast also gave Cristiano Ronaldo a close-up.
The moment Tang Ye's free kick went in, the Portuguese star applauded nonstop for what looked like seven or eight seconds.
No denying it, Tom was too strong!
"Beep!"
The match resumed!
Not only had they failed to equalize, they had instead allowed their opponents