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

Chapter 688 Dortmund's first title in nine years, Eskrima's first league title as a coach.

"Here here!"

boom!
Tang Ye made a tackle to steal the ball from Arnold.

"Beep, beep beep!!"

At the very moment the ball went out of bounds, the referee blew the whistle to end the game.

"The match is over!!"

"The final score is 4-1, and Dortmund has secured this victory away from home!"

The commentator's voice was loud, and the noise from the stadium was transmitted to the ears of fans watching on television through the recording equipment.

"Dear viewers in the live broadcast room, this is a live broadcast of the 31st round of the 2020-21 German top-flight football league. After winning this match, Borussia Dortmund has accumulated 84 points in 31 rounds, securing the Bundesliga title for this season in advance!"

"This means that no matter how Bayern performs in the next three matches, they will be out of the running for the Bundesliga title this season!"

In the footage, Escriva leads Matti onto the pitch.

"Vamos!!!"

"Roar!!!"

boom!
He delivered a perfect knee slide!
Eskeriva's original intention was to slide on his knees, but having been retired for so long, his sliding technique was really too bad. He was supposed to slide on the grass, but unexpectedly he ended up kneeling on the grass.

"what!!"

"Ferland!"

Eskeriva cried out in pain, and Marty rushed up behind him: "Are you alright, Ferran?"

"Fuck!"

Eskeriva got up on the grass, gritted his teeth, and rushed towards Tang Ye's direction.

boom!
The two collided.

"Ha ha!"

Escriva kept patting Tang Ye's back, and Tang Ye used his strength to lift Escriva up completely.

"Dortmund!"

Boom!

"Dortmund!"

Bang bang bang!
"Champion! Champion!"

Reus, disoriented, stumbled his way to the away team's stand and, without thinking twice, let out a shout.

"champion!!!"

Tang Ye was about to go to the away team's stand with Eskribwa to write about the match when he found that Eskribwa was holding him very tightly, making it impossible for Tang Ye to push him away.

"Mr. Ferran?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Ye noticed that Eskeriva's hand was slowly loosening, so he took the opportunity to push him away.

When Tang Ye looked into Eskeriva's eyes, he saw not excitement, but tears from Ferran.

"..."

"it's okay no problem."

Tang Ye put his hand on Eskeriva's shoulder and whispered, "It's just the Bundesliga, it's fine. Come on, come with me."

Tang Ye felt that Eskeriva was like an overly sentimental child.

Fortunately, it wasn't a big problem. After all, Tang Ye was already 22 years old and he was a considerate adult.

For a caring and mature adult, taking care of a child is not a big problem.

"Ball-heil! (Long live football!)"

"Ball-heil!"

"Ball-heil!"

[Wow, that's awesome!]

[I told you, how could Wolfsburg possibly beat Dortmund? They still got thrashed.]

[Fun fact: Zhang Yuning played only 2 games and won a Bundesliga title...]

[King Tang! I hereby announce that this year's Ballon d'Or winner has been decided!]

[A Bundesliga champion has caused a mess]

[Oh dear, here we go again. Do you even know the value of 84 points in 31 rounds? Could your Bayern Munich team get 80 points in the entire season?]

"Marco!"

Upon arriving at the away team's stand, Tang Ye put one hand on Eskriva's shoulder and extended his other hand to give Reus a high-five.

Haaland, who was on the bench, also came over. The Norwegian grinned and looked at Tang Ye with a slightly horrified expression: "So I still won by doing nothing in the end, haha!"

"Hey……"

Tang Ye helplessly shrugged.

Having only one child like Mr. Ferran is already exhausting.

I never expected Erling to be a child too.

I’m so tired…

But forget it!

Tang Ye and Haaland collided chest to chest.

When playing games, he always carries his friends to victory, and now he's doing the same in matches. Tang Ye isn't the stingy guy who's unwilling to carry others to victory.

"Ferlan? Hey! Ferlan!"

Reus called out to Eskreva a few times, but received no response from the Dortmund coach.

"He's been like this for the past few minutes!"

Tang Ye pointed to Eskeriva, whom he was supporting: "I don't know what happened either, he must have heatstroke."

Reus looked at Escribá, whose face was expressionless, but tears kept streaming from his eyes.

This is certainly not heatstroke; heatstroke wouldn't cause such a severe reaction.

It's likely that Eskeriva is possessed.

This is his first title in one of the top five European leagues in his coaching career. Escribá has broken the curse on himself. Now he needs some time to fight against the evil before he can break through to a new level!
Tang Ye pushed Eskreva to Reus and raised his hand to greet the fans in the stands.

Tang Ye was waving his hand nonchalantly when he suddenly frowned and looked at Harland beside him: "Isn't this number wrong?"

"Um, what?"

"Haven't you noticed we have a bit too many fans?"

After Tang Ye said that, the Dortmund players on the field finally realized what was going on.

Damn it, it's an away game, so why are half the people in the stands wearing yellow?
"I rely on!"

Suddenly shouting out, Tang Ye clearly had discovered something. He decisively pointed and told his teammates what he had seen.

Dortmund fans kept rushing into the aisles of the home team's stands, with the fierce Dortmund die-hards using their bodies to push past security.

"Go away!"

Wow!!!

"Long live Borussia Dortmund!!!"

It looks chaotic, but in reality, these fans who rushed the field were organized and disciplined.

They had planned all of this long ago!

"Hey, it seems there's been some trouble at the scene..."

"Yes, although it's Wolfsburg's home ground today, we see, well... the Volkswagen Stadium seems to have been taken over by Dortmund fans."

[Tang, run! They're coming for you!]

[Holy crap, I'm speechless. Tang Ye, that idiot, hasn't even realized what's happening yet. He's going to get gang-raped soon.]

[Haha, still celebrating here? Run!]

[Just waiting to see what happens; I already know what's going to happen next.]

Fans watching the broadcast guessed what was going to happen, but Tang Ye, who was on the field, was still celebrating passionately.

He stood in a row with Pogba and Sancho.

"Oh~oh~wow~~~"

Tang Ye imitated Pogba's "Great Shift of the Universe," and then the two of them glided in the moonwalk together.

"Oh, Michael Jackson!"

Reus joined the team.

The atmosphere reached its climax, but then Tang Ye suddenly stopped dancing.

Their gaze fell upon the podium.

Thousands of Dortmund fans in the stands broke through the security lines and jumped down from the stands one after another.

It's like... well, a zombie apocalypse.

"wow..."

Tang Ye stood still.

That's a bit scary! But actually it's not too bad. With more than 20 Dortmund players on the field, the pressure on each player isn't actually that great when spread out among them.

"Spread out!"

Tang Ye shouted, and then immediately took the lead, running towards the north stands.

"Go to the other side!"

Pointing to the south stand, Tang Ye gestured for Pogba to separate from him.

According to the plan, there shouldn't be any problems, but Tang Ye's thinking is clearly different from that of the fans.

The Dortmund fans who rushed onto the field abandoned the other players and charged straight at Tang Ye.

Hey!!!

Tang Ye shouted, "Over there! Which way to go!"

"I rely on!"

After a sudden change of direction and acceleration, Tang Ye stopped again.

There are at least 1000 people on the field, and the number is constantly increasing.

Tang Ye stood still.

He knew he couldn't escape anymore.

Just like slaughtering a pig for the New Year, dozens of people surround a fat pig.

No matter how fast this fat pig runs, it's useless!

"TY!!!!"

"Tom!!!"

Fans surrounded Tang Ye, and the Dortmund midfielders huddled together before being lifted up by the fans.

"3, 2, 1!"

Wow!!!

He ascended directly to heaven.

and also!

"Wow!!!!"

Ascend to heaven again!
"TangYe!"

"TangYe!"

"TangYe!"

Wow!!!

I thought winning the championship away from home would be better, but it wasn't much better.

The scene was filled with smoke from signal flares, mostly yellow and red, so even Tang Ye, who was positioned at a high vantage point, couldn't see much.

The COVID-19 pandemic in Germany is not completely over yet; the situation on the ground is so dire that even the Ministry of Health would be driven crazy.

"Vamos! Champion!"

At the corner of the players' tunnel, Hummels and Brandt embraced.

Marty came up.

"Where's Tom? He's being interviewed again."

"Tom."

Hummels pointed towards the stadium through the wall: "Maybe we should wait a bit, he's still flying in the air."

"hiss……"

Marty took a deep breath and helplessly shrugged.

We'll just have to wait a bit then.

……

Top post on Dongqiudi: Dortmund 4-1 Wolfsburg, securing the Bundesliga title with three rounds to spare! (219352 comments)

The poster on the homepage of Dongqiudi shows the current situation at the Volkswagen Stadium, with nearly 1 Dortmund fans crammed into the stadium.

Although it's a poster celebrating Dortmund's championship victory, only one Dortmund player can be clearly seen in the image.

Humans don't have wings, so they must be standing on the ground.

But the player in the championship poster is very different.

Tang Ye is flying in the sky!

Nine years in the making! Dortmund wins their second Bundesliga title since 2012!

Appendix: 2020-21 Bundesliga Standings (after Round 31):

1. Borussia Dortmund, 84 points. (Champions)

2. Bayern Munich, 70 points. (One game in hand)
3. RB Leipzig, 62 points. (One game in hand)
4. Wolfsburg, 58 points. (One game in hand)
5. Frankfurt, 54 points.

The Bundesliga is a league with a high degree of polarization, and this season it's even more extreme, with the top three teams occupying the 60, 70, and 80 tiers respectively.

In a way, this season's Bundesliga and last season's Premier League are quite compatible.

Last season's Premier League was a close race with the top three teams, like a Three Kingdoms game.

The biggest gap in the Bundesliga this season is between the top three teams, with the gap between Dortmund and Bayern Munich being even greater than the gap between mid-table teams and relegation-threatened teams!

In addition, the staff also added a sentence below the pinned poster.

[Escribá's first league title as a coach]

It's outrageous that a prestigious club like Espanyol hadn't won a single league title before today.

But Ethan is indeed Ethan; other coaches' first championships are in the Spanish Second Division, the German Second Division, or the English Championship.

Eskeriwa won the Bundesliga title right from the start!
Click, click, click!

At the press conference, Eskeriva's face was no longer wet with tears.

After a child has finished crying, they will naturally have a joyful smile.

"Ferland, this is their first league title."

"Yes, Thanks."

Eskeriva leaned forward, unusually wanting to talk more with the reporter.

The champion is like this: he can speak freely in front of reporters.

"Looking back now, your decision to bring TY from Manchester United to Dortmund was absolutely correct. He brought historic help to Dortmund and broke Bayern's recent monopoly on the Bundesliga."

"Well... according to calculations by staff at the relevant newspapers, the 7000 million euros you've spent on the TY concession has already been fully recouped, and..."

"7700 million euros, to be precise."

Escribá interrupted the reporter and then added, "But we still broke even, and we might even make a profit after the semi-final."

When he speaks, Eskeriva's chin is raised.

A loan that fully covers costs, and incidentally brings Dortmund the honor of winning the Bundesliga title and reaching the Champions League semi-finals. Even the most low-key coach will speak loudly in front of reporters.

That's just how people are; sometimes you just can't help but become arrogant.

Click, click, click!

The camera shutter clicked, and the second reporter to stand up asked a more targeted question.

“Ferland…we must admit that your transfer was the right one, but from another perspective, Dortmund’s Bundesliga title and Champions League semi-final appearance were both achieved through loan deals.”

The reporter looked Eskeriva in the eye: "What I mean is... since it's a loan, does that mean it doesn't reflect your ability as a head coach?"

The reporter gestured with his hands: "This season's Dortmund feels very strange to us, like... well, I don't mean to mock you, but Ferran, you just need to put TY in the starting lineup and let him play where he likes, and then Dortmund wins? It seems like that's how it is this season?"

"..."

Click!

I thought Eskrima would be embarrassed by this issue, but to my surprise, the Dortmund coach actually smiled at this moment.

"Haha, um... actually, I've thought about this a long time ago, considering just how useful I am to Dortmund..."

Eskrima shrugged: "Maybe I didn't find the most suitable tactics for Dortmund, but that's football. We have to look at the results. I helped Dortmund win the Bundesliga title and reach the Champions League semi-finals through loan deals. Well, I think that's part of my ability."

"I remember we weren't the only team that wanted to loan TY last summer, right?"

Eskeriva countered the reporter's question: "But it seems we're the only ones who've succeeded?"

“I completed this loan, which other coaches couldn’t, and I think that’s one of my strengths. I can rely on the players, and I can create some tactical details based on the player’s characteristics, and then let the team work with that player. That’s also my ability.”

In fact, Eskeriva had already figured it out long ago.

Does he actually have a significant role in the Dortmund team?

This was a topic that Dortmund fans were discussing on social media at the beginning of the season, and Eskriwa was certainly aware of what was happening online.

Ferran also had his doubts, but after a season of reflection, he no longer has any doubts.

Is the coach useful to the team?
Why worry so much? Competitive sports are all about results, that is, outcomes.

Just tell me whether you won or not!

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(End of this chapter)