Chapter 583 - 113: Advancing to the Final! New Leader of the Bundesliga! Bayern’s Nightmare! The Most Perfect Enemy! Goal: The Treble
Wang Shuo and Bruno both took off at the same time, chasing after the ball.
Bruno was trailing, but Wang Shuo had the advantage in speed. The two of them reached the edge of the penalty area near the left corner at the same time.
The Brazilian center-back had gotten into the most advantageous position and tried to box him out, but Wang Shuo charged in from the side, delivered a legal shoulder charge, and forcefully muscled Bruno aside.
As the ball came down, Wang Shuo flicked it up with his right foot, causing Bruno to lunge at empty air.
He immediately followed with another flick, chipping the ball to his side.
The next moment, Wang Shuo charged into the penalty area.
But by then, Schweinsteiger had also gotten back into position and immediately moved to cut him off.
Facing Xiao Zhu, Wang Shuo executed a deft feint. He faked a move with his left foot, then suddenly cut to the right, smoothly pushing the ball ahead with his right foot as he moved laterally inside.
In a single move, he was past Schweinsteiger. He had created a shooting angle and unleashed a powerful shot with his right foot.
’If he could, Craft really wanted to curse Schweinsteiger’s mother!’
’It was like this last weekend, and it’s happening again tonight.’
’Can’t you be a little more reliable and stop Wang Shuo?’
’How did you let him get past you so cleanly?’
The moment Craft came off his line, he knew it was a lost cause.
"GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!"
"2-0!"
"It’s Wang Shuo again! A brace!"
The entire Allianz Arena fell silent!
In just four days, across two matches, Wang Shuo had scored five goals against Bayern.
Could anything in the world be more demoralizing than this?
The Bayern fans in the stands, in particular, were completely speechless.
The banners that had been waving furiously now hung limp.
Everyone stared in disbelief at the young Chinese player sprinting across the pitch.
Just what kind of deep-seated grudge did he have against Bayern?
Why did he perform so brilliantly every time he played against Bayern?
Wang Shuo paid no mind to any of that, excitedly joining his teammates in a group hug on the sidelines.
2-0!
The match was all but decided!
But once Wang Shuo calmed down, he reminded his teammates of something.
"We can’t let our guard down yet. We’re up against Bayern. Don’t forget the ’99 Champions League final!"
The victim that time was Bayern!
Wang Shuo’s teammates voiced their agreement.
Interestingly, all three of Klopp’s substitutions came after the 85th minute.
Each substitution made Van Gaal grit his teeth in frustration.
Bayern grew increasingly desperate.
The clearest evidence of this came in the 87th minute, when Lahm received a yellow card for a foul.
In the 89th minute, Robben also committed a foul and received a yellow card.
But in the end, Bayern couldn’t turn the tide.
2-0!
Thanks to Wang Shuo’s brace, Dortmund successfully knocked Bayern out of the DFB-Pokal to secure their place in the final!
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The moment referee Mayer blew the final whistle.
An ecstatic Klopp was the first to charge onto the pitch.
Uncle Mustache sprinted like a madman, grabbing every Dortmund player he passed and pulling them into a full-force hug.
He was truly ecstatic, absolutely beside himself.
When he reached Wang Shuo, he swept him up in a bear hug, lifting him off the ground and shouting in his ear, "Did you hear it? Wang, did you hear it?"
"All the Bayern fans in the stadium have gone silent!"
"This is your reward!"
Wang Shuo was grinning from ear to ear, but his mind was still clear.
He was tempted to remind Klopp: ’If they’ve all gone silent, how am I supposed to hear anything?’
But in the end, he decided to keep quiet.
’Uncle Mustache was so excited and happy right now; it was best not to rain on his parade.’
’Klopp was never a bookworm, even as a kid. Understandable!’
Of course, Uncle Mustache had no idea he was being lightly scorned by his star player. He laughed heartily, continuing to hug and congratulate his players.
He looked as if Dortmund had already won the DFB-Pokal!
It was a highly likely outcome, but they hadn’t actually won it yet.
Only the travelling Dortmund fans were particularly ecstatic.
They were singing and dancing in the stands.
They erupted in cheers, especially when Wang Shuo and his teammates came over to thank them.
Finally, they all began chanting Wang Shuo’s name in unison.
Wang Shuo stood shoulder to shoulder with his teammates, arms draped over each other, watching the fans in the stands. A great ambition began to swell in his heart.
’The Bundesliga is already in the bag!’
’The DFB-Pokal is pretty much ours too!’
’So, shouldn’t we make a push for the Champions League this season?’
’You’ve always got to have a dream, right?’
’What if it actually comes true?’
’That would be the first treble in the history of the Bundesliga!’