Chapter 607: Even a Dog Tied to Manchester United's Bench Could Win

【Even through the screen, one can feel the pressure.】

【Go Manchester United!】

【Bayern is truly fierce, damn it; with this strength, wouldn't they dominate everything in Fan Fan Dejia?】

【Coutinho is coming on!】

【Coutinho again? Coutinho is the weakest link.】

Check Dongqiu Di was as lively as ever.

The match report for the end of regular time already had over 70,000 comments, thanks largely to the fans furiously arguing in the comment section.

Of course, even without anyone arguing, the number of comments would still be incredibly high because so many people were watching this match.

Looking at CCTV's data alone, the viewership rating for the Manchester United versus Bayern semi-final was nearly twice that of the Barcelona versus Paris semi-final!

"Alright, welcome back, friends watching the match! This is the live broadcast of the extra time in the lower half of the Champions League semi-finals..."

"During the tactical discussion at the end of regular time, it seems some conflict occurred within the Manchester United team; there was a shove between Tang Ye and Ashley Young."

"Yes, I saw that too; honestly, this is not good news. At this stage, unity is essential, especially since your opponent is Bayern; any single mistake could be exploited by them."

Extra time began, and Bayern made their substitution choices, with Perisic and Coutinho coming off the bench.

Just as Tang Ye had guessed, Bayern did not want to play a penalty shootout against Manchester United because they knew they would lose.

That meant pressure was now on Manchester United; they needed to find a way to withstand the opponent's attack!

McTominay replaced De Jong, while Greenwood and Amrabat were already ready on the substitute bench.

Manchester United's starting lineup looked formidable, yet they did not have many players available to substitute.

Of the 11 starting players, at least eight positions in Manchester United's squad were irreplaceable; any substitution would cause a significant drop in strength.

Slap!

Right at the start of extra time, Bayern gave Manchester United a warning shot; Coutinho's pass found Muller, who had shifted to play as a winger.

Take the ball!

Slap slap!

Executing a series of continuous passing combinations with his teammates, Muller played a through ball to Lewandowski, who had run ahead to receive it.

"Lewandowski... this is the best player of the current Fan Fan Dejia season!"

"Lewy, hold it first."

"Teammates are coming up!"

Passing the ball to a teammate, Lewandowski began drifting toward the center.

Wan-Bissaka wanted to follow, but he could not afford to leave Muller unmarked.

Ultimately, Wan-Bissaka chose to mark Muller between the two, leaving Lewandowski temporarily unmarked.

Muller passes back!

The pass bypassed De Jong and reached Coutinho, who then passed it to Thiago.

Slap!

A cross was delivered, aiming directly at Lewandowski, who had just inserted himself into the penalty area.

Jump up!

Lewandowski and Rojo both jumped, but in the end, De Gea caught the ball directly in his arms.

"Hmm, Bayern's attack is very fluid!"

"Yes, this is precisely why the Champions League knockout stage is so exciting; only top-tier strong teams can reach this point."

"However, I think what Bayern needs right now is not fluid attacking; they need to find opportunities in Manchester United's mistakes. The penalty area is full of defenders, Lewandowski's position isn't great either; honestly, delivering a cross at this moment won't pose much of a threat."

"..."

"Tang Ye, eh? What does this mean? Is he going to do it himself?"

The commentators were bewildered; after receiving the ball from Dembele, Tang Ye charged forward himself, dribbling for nearly 20 meters.

Wait, if you play like this, doesn't that make the wingers look very shameful?

"Tang Ye's stamina, eh? Oh my god, haha!"

Not only could he run, but Tang Ye even executed a shoulder feint to beat his man, directly causing the defender to fall over.

Dribbling and cutting inside!

Sule came up trying to stop Tang Ye, but Tang Ye's choice was equally decisive.

He kicked the ball forward with his left foot, ran up to it, and immediately fired a world-class shot.

Boom!

"Oh!"

Slap!

Neuer pushed off the ground, leaping out to use his hands and push Tang Ye's shot outside the goal frame.

"Damn it!!!"

Clutching his head with both hands, Tang Ye shouted loudly.

That didn't go in either!

Huff huff.

Gasping for air in great gulps, Tang Ye could simultaneously feel his heartbeat growing faster and faster.

"Neuer's form today, sigh..."

"If I were Tang Ye, I might have already had a mental breakdown by now..."

In front of the Bayern substitute bench, Sitting Like kept his brows furrowed, sometimes even feeling as though he could not catch his breath.

Speaking of which, Bayern's luck was truly good; in this match, the form of Tang Ye and Dembele could only be described as defying heaven, yet they happened to run straight into Neuer's peak performance.

If not for Neuer's constant miraculous saves, Manchester United would likely be leading Bayern by at least two goals right now!

Time reached the 102nd minute, with just three minutes remaining until the end of the first half of extra time.

After receiving the ball, Perišić immediately passed it centrally to Lewandowski, who was making a supporting run.

Controlling the ball and adjusting his stance, Lewandowski faced the right flank, preparing to deliver a pass.

At that moment, the situation changed abruptly; Tang Ye suddenly accelerated from behind Lewandowski and slid into a tackle at his feet.

Swinging his right leg out, Tang Ye tackled both the ball at Lewandowski's feet and Lewandowski himself away.

"Beautiful!"

His ankle hurt slightly; Tang Ye stood up from the ground and shook his head.

"Tang Ye's style of play in extra time is a bit violent; he's running back and forth between the defensive and attacking halves, and at a very high frequency."

Tang Ye now looked less like a player who had already played 100 minutes and more like a fresh substitute just brought on with full stamina.

"Awesome!"

Rodri came over and high-fived Tang Ye.

"Don't give them possession in the center; press them directly!"

Tang Ye emphasized the defensive details to his teammates once again.

Time quickly moved to the second half of extra time, and the two teams switched ends.

Whether it was because Tang Ye and Rodri's consecutive tackles had caused Bayern to lose confidence, Bayern's attacking intensity in the second half clearly dropped, as if they were preparing to take the match to a penalty shootout against Manchester United.

Originally, Manchester United's plan was indeed to go to penalties, but fans who often watch this Premier League giant play know that Manchester United excels most at pressing opponents when those opponents are playing defensively.

Confirming that Bayern had slowed their attacking tempo, Tang Ye immediately signaled to his teammates.

Interim manager McLaren was still standing in front of the substitutes' bench; under his dazed gaze, Manchester United changed their tactics.

"Faster, faster!"

Rodri shouted, and Lin Lin Jiade dribbled the ball forward at his maximum speed.

However, Lin Lin Jiade's speed was somewhat lacking, so ultimately Dembélé bore the main responsibility for advancing the ball.

Arriving near the byline.

It was evident that Dembélé was now struggling somewhat, but the situation for Bayern's defenders was the same.

Alternating control between his left and right feet, he saw Tang Ye in the center gesturing with his hand.

"Check it!"

Neuer shouted, and Süle hurried out to mark Tang Ye.

Dembélé paused for a moment; Tang Ye understood almost instantly, using a feint to create space.

Dembélé!

Crack!

A cutback pass to the center; Tang Ye jumped, tapped the ball from his right foot to his left, and successfully shook off Süle.

Alaba prepared to block; Tang Ye glanced out of the corner of his eye and then fired a shot.

Boom!

A powerful strike from outside the arc.

"Neuer!"

His body was fully extended, but Neuer's fingers were still about five centimeters short of touching the ball.

Goal!

"Goooo——aaaaa——llllll!!!!"

"Goal!"

"Goal!"

"Tang Ye! Tang Ye!"

"A goal for Manchester United!"

"3:2!!!"

"Manchester United has scored their third goal in extra time!!!!"

The two commentators in the broadcast booth had gone mad; unless you listened closely, you couldn't even make out what they were shouting.

This was Manchester United's third goal!

"Roar!!!!"

Face flushed red, Tang Ye spread his arms and sprinted toward the sideline.

Boom!

Sliding on his knees all the way out, he stopped, stood up from the ground, and immediately threw off the jersey he was wearing on his upper body.

"Bravo!!!"

Players from both the field and the substitutes' bench rushed out.