Looking Back at the Moon, Setting the First Record!

Looking Back at the Moon, Opening the Scoring! As the halftime whistle blew, the 0-0 score remained firmly displayed on the electronic screen at Maracanã Stadium.

Inside the players' tunnel, the atmospheres in the two teams' locker rooms could not have been more different, yet both were tense to the extreme.

Germany's locker room was oppressively quiet.

Löw stood before the tactical board, his fingertips lightly tapping the first-half statistics. His expression was calm, but there was a trace of gravity in it.

Every one of his predictions had come true.

Once the tempo was opened up for an attacking exchange, Li Yufei's threat would be enough to tear apart Germany's entire defensive line.

Deliberately slowing the pace in the first half and stabilizing the midfield had indeed avoided fatal risks, but it had also completely strangled Germany's attacking edge.

They held the advantage in possession and passing accuracy, while shots were even, yet they still could not break through England's ironclad defense.

Löw knew that Germany could not continue cautiously grinding out the match in the second half.

Passive stability was, in essence, an opportunity for the opponent to build momentum.

He raised a hand and wiped the defensive formation from the tactical board, redrawing a strategy that combined wing assaults with central penetration.

In the second half, Germany would gradually raise the tempo and actively seek a killing chance.

Meanwhile, in England's locker room on the other side, the atmosphere was steady and spirited, brimming with resilience.

Capello did not make a grand motivational speech. He merely adjusted the players' states at an unhurried pace.

"You did very well in the first half. You withstood the midfield pressure of the strongest team in the world."

"Although the physical drain was considerable, we survived the toughest phase of the