When Sven Bender slid the football into Borussia Dortmund's goal, Marcel Reif exclaimed, "My God—an own goal! Sven Bender has scored an own goal! This is just terrible for Borussia Dortmund!"

He quickly recovered and added, "Did I say the same thing before? Never mind, this time it's even worse!"

Duan Xin was also surprised. He had just said that as long as there were no unexpected events, Dortmund would be fine if they continued to play according to their established plan. But no sooner had he finished speaking than reality slapped him in the face...

Hadn't this unexpected event just occurred?

Two minutes into the game, Kuba was seriously injured and left the field. Before the end of the first half, Klopp was sent off the field with a red card for protesting the referee. And now, an own goal—all the worst things that could happen to a team had somehow happened in less than sixty minutes of game time...

On the Chinese internet, fans were also expressing their opinions on the matter: "Who did Dortmund offend? It's rare to see such bad luck..."

"I think Dortmund forcibly reversed Bayern Munich last season, winning the league title and the Champions League title, which must have exhausted all their good luck for the next ten years. Now it's time to pay the price..."

"The season isn't over yet, but I think the most tragic team should be Borussia Dortmund!"

"I'm so sad, I'm about to cry. Dortmund is so unlucky..."

"I think Dortmund should be more realistic this season. Set the goal of getting a Champions League spot for next season. As for the Champions League... don't think too much about it."

"What I'm most afraid of now is Zhou Yi and Yan Min getting injured. I don't care about Dortmund's results, I just want them to be safe and healthy before the World Cup..."

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Seeing Sven Bender shovel the football into Weidenfeller's goal, Augsburg's coach, Weinzierl, jumped up on the sidelines and punched the air—God is on our side! We can definitely reverse this game!

Then he issued instructions to his players, telling them to maintain the high-pressure attack and try to score another goal in a short time.

Dortmund will definitely be affected by this own goal, so we have to strike while the iron is hot!

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Sven Bender's own goal did have a very negative impact on Borussia Dortmund.

The fact that the head coach was sent to the stands was already a blow to everyone. Nothing positive happened during the half-time break, and everyone entered the second half with the disappointment of the first half. As a result, only ten minutes into the second half, Sven Bender scored an own goal, and the two-goal lead was suddenly reduced to one goal.

If there was anything that could comfort them before, it was the score of 2:0, which was their only advantage.

Now that advantage had vanished instantly.

A two-goal lead and a one-goal lead feel completely different.

A two-goal lead makes people feel safe, while a one-goal lead only makes people feel a sense of crisis.

After the mentality changed, Dortmund was unable to cope with Augsburg's desperate style of play.

Seeing that his team's offensive was surging during this period, just short of a goal, Weinzierl decisively made a substitution.

He replaced striker Bobadilla with South Korean striker Ji Dong-won.

"Ji Dong-won is on the field. Coincidentally, the South Korean striker will transfer from Augsburg to Borussia Dortmund at the end of this season. So this game is like him saying hello to his new club's fans in advance..." said Duan Xin.

However, Ji Dong-won's way of saying hello to his new club's fans was a bit... heart-wrenching.

Just two minutes after he came on, Augsburg launched another smooth attack on the right, and Hahn sent another accurate cross from the right, the football heading straight for the near post.

Ji Dong-won suddenly cut in and flicked a header backwards!

The football flew past Weidenfeller's hand and into the far corner of the goal!

"Aaaaaah! Augsburg has equalized—!" Marcel Reif exclaimed. "This game is so dramatic! Ji Dong-won has only been on the field for two minutes, and this is only his second touch of the ball in this game! Could Dortmund's luck get any worse!?"

"Dangerous ball... Oh!" Duan Xin sighed, "No one was marking Ji Dong-won when he cut in... But to be able to head the ball in like that is really... too lucky..."

In the blink of an eye, Dortmund's great situation was gone... No, it wasn't just gone, it had fallen from the clouds of heaven into the mud of hell!

The morale of the Dortmund players, who had conceded two goals in a row, had plummeted. At this time, they would naturally look to the coach's bench for the latest instructions from Klopp. But when they looked over, they could only see Buvac helplessly spreading his hands, not Klopp.

Only then did everyone remember that their head coach, their backbone, had been sent to the stands before the end of the first half and hadn't even entered the locker room...

The coach wasn't there, so what should they do in this situation?

Many people's hearts sank, and they had no idea what to do.

On the other side, the Augsburg players, who had scored two goals in a row, were in high spirits. They didn't even celebrate the goal too much. After Ji Dong-won scored, Milik rushed into the goal to retrieve the football and then turned and ran towards the center circle.

It was only the sixty-fourth minute, and there were nearly thirty minutes left in the game. With this momentum, they had a chance to create a miracle, coming from two goals down to eventually score three goals in a row and reverse the game.

To take three points from the terrifying Westfalenstadion and return home triumphant!

Not many teams can do that!

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"Too bad, too bad..." The TV broadcast was cutting to close-ups of Dortmund players one by one. Every Dortmund player who appeared in the camera looked frustrated and in pain, and Marcel Reif kept repeating this sentence.

But when Zhou Yi appeared in the camera, the style suddenly changed.

The camera didn't capture his expression because he was covering his mouth and talking to Yan Min.

Although his mouth couldn't be seen, some... positive things could still be seen from his eyebrows.

"Zhou Yi seems to be giving Yan Min some instructions..." Marcel Reif guessed.

He guessed right.

Zhou Yi was indeed giving Yan Min instructions.

He didn't have time to pose and show his sadness and pain.

"They've equalized now, did you see them running back with the ball?" Zhou Yi asked Yan Min.

Yan Min nodded.

"That means they're definitely not willing to take a point at our home, they still want to win."

Yan Min curled his lips: "Not a small ambition, to beat us at our home? How is that possible!"

"What's impossible? The football is round." Zhou Yi said, covering his mouth. "They must be feeling good now, and it really is their chance. But it's also our chance..."

Yan Min guessed Zhou Yi's idea: "You mean play on the counterattack?"

Zhou Yi nodded: "That's right. If they want to create a miracle, how can they do it without going all out on the attack?"

Zhou Yi didn't need to say the rest, Yan Min understood. This kind of thing had happened many times since he came to Dortmund.

He was also very good at counterattacking, with strong speed and individual combat ability, he was indeed a good player for counterattacking.

"Don't be confined to one position, run wherever there's space." After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he signaled Yan Min to go outside the center circle.

Next, Zhou Yi turned to his other teammates and shouted: "Hey! Hey! The game isn't over yet! This is our home!"

Many teammates were attracted by Zhou Yi's voice. They looked up at Zhou Yi, who waved to them, signaling them to come up and prepare to kick off.

For some reason, when they saw Zhou Yi's calm and composed appearance, their sinking hearts were suddenly held up by something, and they stopped falling.

That's right, wasn't Zhou Yi still there?

With him, what was there to be afraid of?

Many people would involuntarily have this thought.

Although they had been tied by the opponent, Zhou Yi always had a way, didn't he?

The TV broadcast cut to Klopp's face in the stands again. The head coach, whose face had been gloomy for most of the game, finally showed a smile again.

"Zhou Yi is encouraging his teammates. Someone needs to step up at this time!" Duan Xin perked up. "As the core of the team, Zhou Yi needs to show the aura of 'if not me, then who else'!"