Football: I am only 16 years old, and you want me to retire and make a comeback?

Chapter 676 Dortmund scores 2 goals in quick succession! Bruno Fernandes' unintentional foul
Snapped!
Bruno Fernandes scored a penalty with a hopping step, successfully deceiving Bürki and finding the back of the net.

"Roar--!!!"

B.F. roared as he ran out, then slid off on his knees, swinging his right fist upwards.

"Fuck you!"

Bruno Fernandes swore at the Dortmund fans, his aggressiveness reaching its peak.

Rashford came up from behind and put his hand on Bruno Fernandes, who had just completed his brace.

"Fernandez really did a great job in today's game."

"Hey, that's not quite right. You should say that Fernandez has been performing very well this season!"

Manchester United spent around 7000 million euros to bring Bruno Fernandes to the club, but he has delivered the performance of a player worth 1 million euros.

For Manchester United, who always pay a premium for players, this deal is quite a bargain.

"Glory Glory Man United~"

"Glory Glory Man United!"

Playing away from home, but leading 4-1, Manchester United fans are celebrating like it's a holiday.

They expected to win, but they certainly didn't expect to achieve this score.

Why aren't they making a substitution? What's the point of having this goalkeeper?

[Bürki: Brothers, the Bundesliga's easy wins against weak teams gave me a break, and now the Champions League is suddenly pushing the intensity up for me, what am I supposed to do?]

[Let's take the first goalkeeper off and bring on the second. It's amazing that Eskreva hasn't made a substitution. Even if Rashford is just mediocre, at least he can get one-on-one chances!]

Guerrero is hilarious; his defense isn't even as aggressive as Pogba's. Dortmund must have been out of their minds playing against Frankfurt.

Trailing by a full three goals, apart from Tang Ye, Pogba, and Reus, all other Dortmund players on the field were criticized from start to finish.

Losing to Manchester United is normal; it's acceptable to lose.

Is losing 3 a bit too much?
The camera panned to the home team's stands, where Dortmund fans remained silent, not uttering a sound for a long time.

The director found a support sign among the many fans at the scene.

Stop playing with three defenders, Ferran!

Fans hoped to send messages to Eskribá through their support signs, but Eskribá was already on the verge of collapse.

The trembling hands of the Spaniards are proof of that!
"Lift your head! Lift your head!"

Reus signaled to his teammates to cheer up.

Knowing something was wrong, Escriva quickly made a change and called several Dortmund players to the sidelines.

Like Tang Ye, Eskeriva also had noticeable bloodshot eyes.

Gritting his teeth, the Dortmund coach made a decision he didn't think he would make.

"Let's play with three defenders!"

"Paul, move forward and support Tom. I don't expect you to stay in the backcourt all the time."

"Do you understand, Paul?"

Eskeriva speaks incredibly fast.

He was worried that if he spoke slowly, he might change his mind, and it was a big no-no to make continuous changes to tactics in a short period of time!
"Are you sure?"

Pogba was a little excited, touching his chest, looking like he was ready to go all out.

But like Escriva, he didn't believe that the words came from Escriva's mouth.

"That's it!"

"What we need now is a goal!"

Despite the presence of his natural enemy, Escriva remained rational.

He was well aware of the consequences of going into the second leg with a 1-4 deficit.

Dortmund only has two paths ahead of them.

1. Go all in, burn your bridges and give it your all.

2. Giving up the chance to catch up, and giving up the chance to catch up when the score is 1:4 means that Dortmund has given up on advancing to the Champions League semi-finals.

With such a small opportunity before him, Eskeriva really didn't want to give it up!
"It's okay, it's okay, keep going!"

In Pogba's eyes, Eskriva's words were tantamount to telling him to play as an attacking midfielder, and this sentence successfully made Pogba's brain rush.

The game starts again.

It's now the 58th minute of the second half, and Westfalen is noticeably quieter than it was in the first half, as some fans are still reeling from the shock.

Dortmund has never been beaten by such a scoreline before this season!
"There are a little over 30 minutes left, well, if you include stoppage time it should be around 35 minutes. Dortmund needs to hurry if they want to advance."

"..."

After taking a 3-goal lead, Manchester United noticeably tightened their attacking intensity, and with Pogba moving forward, the situation on the field changed significantly.

Manchester United's original strategy was to overwhelm their opponents with attacks, which prevented Dortmund from launching any offensive attacks.

Now Dortmund is doing it.

To be honest, the teamwork between Pogba and Tang Ye was almost too smooth for words.

With the change in skin color, you might even mistake Tang Ye for Rodri!
boom!
A short, curved pass was delivered, and Tang Ye charged towards the left baseline.

Tighten the core!

boom!
Tang Ye headed the ball to Reus.

"Middle, middle!"

Reus immediately moved to the byline, preparing to make a cross as Tang Ye had requested.

Near the corner flagpole!
Left foot!

!

Reus executed a Cruyff turn, feigning a cross with his left foot while actually flicking the ball to his right, before passing it to Tang Ye with his right foot.

Glancing at the penalty area out of the corner of his eye, Tang Ye took the initiative to run towards Reus's pass.

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[De Bruyne's 45-degree cross lv6: Replica]

Proficiency: 0
A cross from the left foot, aimed straight into the penalty area!
Haaland!
Wow!!!

Dortmund's center forward leaped high and unleashed a powerful header.

boom!
The ball hit the grass under Martinez's watchful eye, bounced up, grazed De Gea's hand, and finally went into the goal line.

"The ball is in!"

"Haaland!"

"2:4!"

The commentators and fans were all shouting, and Haaland was also a little excited, but then Tang Ye and Reus shouted: "Take it out! Take it out!"

"Get the ball!"

"hurry up!"

They had just found their attacking rhythm, and the team was still down by a full two goals.

How can we celebrate at a time like this?

69th minute!

boom!
Tang Ye played a through ball into the penalty area, and Sancho unleashed a powerful shot.

duang!

Sancho's shot hit the right post and bounced out, which Akanji caught.

boom!
One more kick.

He kicked hard, but unfortunately Akanji's shot went straight into the stands.

"Wow!"

"That was a very decisive attack!"

"Yes, wow... Manchester United needs to be careful, Dortmund seems to have found their rhythm."

Tang Ye raised his hand to signal to Akanji, and then Dortmund began a rapid retreat.

Two minutes later, Dortmund launched their next attack.

"Come!"

Tang Ye ran to the side road and reached out his hand to Hummels, who was coming from the middle road.

Hummels passed the ball to him.

Facing Rodri, Tang Ye pretended to stop the ball, but actually backheeled it to Pogba, who was running out on the right wing.

"Hey, when did Pogba come up here!"

"Hmm, Dortmund over here!"

Pogba dribbled down the wing, and his height advantage left Luke Shaw with little chance against him.

Time to proceed!

Pogba blocked Luke Shaw's body, and he and Sancho played a one-two, with Pogba successfully getting the ball on the right byline.

"stick it on!"

De Gea signaled to the defenders to go after Pogba.

However, Pogba was very decisive and completed the pass before the defenders could get close.

Snapped!
The ball was given to a position slightly to the right of the center!

Actually, this was originally an empty spot, but Tang Ye brought Rodri up here from somewhere.

Rhodes couldn't foul, and Tang Ye knew Rhodes wouldn't foul either.

Because the Manchester United defensive midfielder already has a yellow card!

Tang Ye performed a series of ball-stopping skills while running, controlling the ball with his chest and passing it to his thigh, then to his calf, and finally rolling it onto the grass.

A sudden stop by stepping on the ball!

Tang Ye easily nutmegged Mata, shaking off Rodri and running to the left front, followed by a croquet ball.

Mata's mind was trying to defend, but his body couldn't keep up, and in the end, his brain and torso got tangled up and he fell to the ground.

Wow!!!

He accelerated forward, swinging his right thigh forward. "I'll go!"

boom!
Rodri immediately fell to the ground to block the shot.

However, Tang Ye had actually guessed that Rodri would do this, so his right foot shot was a fake shot.

Possession to the left foot!

boom!
boom!
Two consecutive "bangs" were heard because Tang Ye's long-range shot hit the left post first and then bounced into the net.

"TOOOOOOR!!!!"

"Oh my God!"

"Tang Ye's long-range shot after nutmegging!"

"This was a true testament to individual ability!"

Tang Ye actually wanted to celebrate, but the deficit and Manchester United's ownership made him give up the idea.

"Get the ball! Get the ball!"

Although it wasn't Haaland who scored the goal, the Norwegian was in the lead, so he still needed to go in and retrieve the ball.

[What the hell? ]

【No, both sides are pulling off comebacks, huh? Couldn't Dortmund have started pushing earlier?】

[Actually, Manchester United shouldn't have given up attacking after taking a 3-goal lead; their defense was completely unable to hold off Tang Ye and Pogba...]

Okay, so here's the question: where is Bellingham?

[If Bellingham had made a better move, Dortmund wouldn't have conceded four goals; their style of play was too immature.]

"Dortmund, eh..."

"Manchester United are in big trouble now. They've gradually given back the advantage they gained from penalties in the first and second halves."

Many Manchester United fans went straight to bed after the 4-1 lead, their minds filled with the image of their team winning the first leg with a perfect 3-goal lead.

However, this is far from the truth.

Although the TV is off, the game on TV won't stop!

Manchester United fans are too naive!

"Wir halten fest und treu zusammen!"

"Ball-heil Hurra, Borussia!"

"Vor keinem Gegner wir verzagen!"

"Ball-heil Hurra, Borussia!"

"Unwavering loyalty, unity of purpose"—this was the motto chanted by Dortmund fans in the stands.

They had almost given up hope, but Dortmund turned their hopes back in just 10 minutes.

A fourfold score difference can be achieved in just 10 minutes, which just goes to show how captivating football is in some ways.

"TangYe! TangYe! TangYe!"

Dortmund fans are chanting the name of their savior.

Pogba is somewhat pitiful. His performance in this match was not much worse than Tang Ye's, but because of his lack of fame, he did not receive the same treatment.

It doesn’t matter!

Dortmund is on the verge of a comeback!

In the 76th minute, Tang Ye picked up the ball in the middle and suddenly stopped, then passed it to Pogba behind him.

Pogba suddenly came up and took a long-range shot towards the goal.

Snapped!
The shot was so straight that Pogba's long-range effort was deflected to the ground by De Gea.

Haaland, attempting a follow-up shot, collided with De Gea and ended up receiving a yellow card.

"Huh, huhu..."

"Is everything okay?"

Tang Ye patted Pogba on the shoulder.

Judging from his breathing and performance on the field, Pogba seems to be struggling.

cough!
Pooh!
Pogba spat to the other side, then turned around and gave a thumbs up: "It's okay, it's okay."

Tang Ye patted Pogba on the back.

By the 81st minute, Ten Hag's forehead was covered in sweat.

Of course, the situation in Eskeriva was similar.

The two head coaches are now thinking the same thing.

That means the game ended with a score of 3:4!
Manchester United knew they couldn't hold on any longer.

Dortmund knew they couldn't hold on.

Bellingham pulled the ball under his body, timed his pass perfectly, and successfully delivered it to Tang Ye.

nice!

Hey!

The Manchester United players shouted anxiously, and the next second Rodri and Bruno Fernandes, who were watching the replay, ran towards Tang Ye at the same time.

B-Fei reached out to pull Tang Ye, but failed.

At this moment, Tang Ye accelerated, and Rhodes had no choice but to use his body to block.

The two people collided and fell to the ground at the same time.

boom!
Tang Ye spread his arms and lay back.

There was nothing wrong at first, but B Fei clearly didn't expect Tang Ye to suddenly collapse. He slammed on the brakes, but it was too late.

"what!!"

B Fei stepped on Tang Ye's right hand and jumped up immediately upon hearing the sound.

Tang Ye lay on the ground, his left hand tightly covering his right hand, his face flushed red.

"Fuck!"

Something is very, very wrong.

Dortmund's team doctor entered the field immediately, and amidst boos, players from both sides surrounded Tang Ye, who was lying on the ground.

B covered his face with both hands.

Judging from Tang Ye's voice, this must have been a very serious stampede.

“Beep beep beep!!!”

Dortmund fans immediately expressed their dissatisfaction with Bruno Fernandes.

Thinking Bruno Fernandes hadn't pulled back his foot, Dembele shrugged at his teammates: "Wait, why did you step on him?"

Bruno Fernandes is currently in a state of unspeakable suffering.

"Is this how you train your players?!"

Eskeriva walked up to Tenhach's face: "Why did you step on that?"

Judging from Tang Ye's expression, it was a very serious injury; Eskeriva was about to explode.

"Hey, calm down, calm down!"

Ten Hag signaled to Eskriva to calm down, and seeing that the latter was about to come up again, Van der Gach ran over and separated Ten Hag and Eskriva.

"This wasn't intentional, it's obviously not intentional!"

Van der Gach said, "Bruno has already pulled back his foot!"

"...Damn, what the hell!"

Escriva was losing his temper and a conflict was about to erupt when Matti grabbed him and brought him back.

"Calm down, calm down, Ferran, calm down!"

The camera focused on the scene.

"Hmm, judging from this situation... it's not very good."

"It depends on whether it's stepped on a finger. If it's the palm, it's fine, but it looks like it's most likely a finger."

Tang Ye's right hand was held by the team doctor, while his left hand covered his face. Players from both sides were around him.

Despite the serious injury, there was no conflict between the two teams; instead, Dembele kept expressing his dissatisfaction with Bruno Fernandes.

The two team doctors exchanged a glance, then gestured to Eskeriva in front of the bench.

"It seems Dortmund is about to make a substitution!"

"Hey, wait a minute!"

"Tang Ye is unwilling to change!"

Tang Ye understood the team doctor's gesture, and immediately shouted, "No, no, no substitution! No substitution!"

"You can kick, you can kick!"

"You have a broken bone."

Manchester United players were present, but the team doctor didn't hide Tang Ye's injury because it was too obvious.

"My finger is fine, just give me some painkiller, hurry up!"

Tang Ye urged him on.

The team doctors exchanged glances, wanting to ask Ten Hag's opinion, but Tang Ye shouted again, "Really, just do it, it's fine, it's not a big problem, it's okay."

"Hey……"

With a sigh of relief, the team doctor took out lidocaine spray from the medical kit.

After a few quick treatments, the equipment manager took the bandages and gave Tang Ye's right hand a simple bandage.

"call……"

After the pain subsided, Tang Ye slowly stood up and walked off the field under the guidance of the team doctor.

"They dealt with it right there on the pitch; it seems Dortmund isn't planning on making any substitutions!"

……

(End of this chapter)