"It's over."
"As long as Real Madrid doesn't lose this one."
"Even Chen Zhong can't do anything now, can he? Especially fighting with one man down and a foolish referee."
The fans discussed incessantly; opinions varied, but the belief in Real Madrid's chance of victory was pitifully scarce, especially with Albiol still warming up on the sidelines.
People preferred discussing and imagining how many people would criticize the damned referee after the match.
Even the few hopeful ones, seeing Chen Zhong exhausted on the pitch, could only put away their "delusions."
Just when everyone accepted their fate, someone suddenly noticed Marcelo advancing forward.
"Real Madrid controls the ball."
"Chen Zhong signals the advance."
"Marcelo moves forward on the flank."
"Are they going to attack?"
"Chen Zhong continues with the ball."
"Passes to Marcelo."
"A quick one-two combination."
"They're aiming for a goal!"
