Santiago Bernabeu Stadium
The Merengues stopped waving their white handkerchiefs. They stood up, craning their necks, looking at the field with anticipation.
Robinho received the ball from Chen Zhong, opting for a direct pass to Raul. Raul dribbled into the left side of the penalty area, lifting the ball for a pass to the far end where Van Nistelrooy was.
Van Nistelrooy tangled with a Mallorca player, and the ball nearly grazed his toes as it went past.
"What a pity!"
"Chen initiated this attack."
"Everything was so smooth."
"It was just at the final touch, under the opponent's interference, Van Nistelrooy couldn't put the ball in."
"We can clearly hear the fans' sighs of regret."
Mansano, who had been holding his breath, relaxed a bit. He couldn't help but glance at the young man he met before the game. That pass of his nearly resulted in a goal, causing a bit of unease in Mansano's heart.
