On the field, he, like the Gran Forest Wanderers fans, believed the outcome of this match was already decided.
The only variable was whether it would turn into a massacre, as large scorelines are common in the National League.
"The time has reached 60 minutes, and the score on the field is still 3-0. MacKenzie's long pass is too strong! It goes directly to a Gran Forest Wanderers defender. It seems he's a bit anxious."
"Maguire heads the ball out of the box, Aaron Cole gets the ball on the perimeter and passes it to the central midfielder McConnell. Cambridge United are reorganizing their attack."
Gran Forest Wanderers calmly organized their defense, showing no apparent weaknesses, and Head Coach Louis was very satisfied with his players' performance.
As a seasoned commentator, Smith also noticed this:
"Gran Forest Wanderers' defense is very layered; Cambridge United simply cannot break through their multi-layered defense."
"McConnell lays the ball back to Cole. Cole receives the ball at the edge of the box, facing 5 defenders!"
"Clearly, there isn't a good oppor..."
"SHOT!!!"
"GOALLLLLLLL!!!"
Smith hadn't even finished speaking when Cole's earth-shattering long-range shot interrupted him!
"A magnificent shot! From Cambridge United's young player, Aaron Cole!"
"He chose to shoot directly from the top of the box, facing multiple defenders, and it was a low shot! Cambridge United pull one back!!!"
At this moment, Cole nimbly evaded all the celebrating players and sprinted towards Huang Hao, like a happy child.
"Boss! This is my first goal!!!"
Cole seemed extremely excited, hugging Huang Hao and shouting loudly.
"In the future, you will have more goals! I believe in you! Go, win back the points we've lost!!!"
Huang Hao forcefully pushed Cole back onto the field.
The Gran Forest Wanderers players didn't overly concern themselves with this conceded goal; after all, they had already taken up their defensive positions, they just hadn't expected him to dare to shoot from long range.
The team still had a two-goal advantage and hadn't made any mistakes; it was just that the goddess of luck had favored Cole for a moment.
"Cambridge United are back in the game! McConnell passes the ball to the wing, to the overlapping Iliat!"
"Iliat crosses!!! Will missed his man!!! Sager!!! Header!!! 3-2!!! Cambridge United pull another one back!!!"
Smith excitedly stood up.
"I can't believe Cambridge United have pulled back two goals! It seems something interesting happened in the locker room during halftime!"
"There are still 15 minutes left in the match. Let's see what exciting performances both sides will put on next!"
If 3-1 was a very safe score, then 3-2 was the most dangerous score.
At this point, Gran Forest Wanderers clearly realized the danger.
Louis began to make substitutions, constantly pacing back and forth on the sidelines, reminding his players to concentrate and strengthen their defense.
The match continued to tick by, minute by minute.
Unconsciously, it had reached the 90th minute, and the referee could blow the final whistle at any moment. It seemed that Cambridge United, despite pulling back two goals, would still have to swallow the bitter pill of their first defeat.
In the stands, Mikel nervously watched the match on the field, his hands clasped tightly in front of his chest, praying.
From time to time, he would glance at the coaching bench, because next to Huang Hao was the scarf he had been longing for.
"I have to admit, Cambridge United in the second half was a pleasant surprise. It's a pity they woke up too late, otherwise the outcome of this match would truly have been full of suspense."
"The 2 minutes of added time are almost up; the referee could blow the final whistle at any moment."
"Cambridge United have a throw-in in the attacking third. This should be their last attack."
"Iliat throws the ball forcefully to MacKenzie, and MacKenzie lays the ball across to McConnell!"
"McConnell dribbles towards the box; most of the Gran Forest Wanderers players have retreated into their own penalty area. Suddenly, McConnell taps the ball back, and a yellow lightning bolt rushes forward. Cole! It's Cole! There are no green jerseys within 6 meters of Cole! All 8 of Gran Forest Wanderers' players are in the box!!!"
"Cole, prepares to shoot as the ball comes to him!!! Maguire rushes over, but it's too late!!!"
"He scored again!!! Cole!!! From the same position, the same angle, he scores again!!! Cambridge United equalize!!!"
Smith jumped up excitedly! As if at this moment, he had transformed into a Cambridge United fan.
"Unbelievable, unbelievable, absolutely unbelievable!!! 92nd minute!!! The magical Cole, from almost the same position, with a powerful shot, opens Gran Forest Wanderers' goal again!!! A golden goal!!!"
Huang Hao raised his arms and cheered, while Mikel in the stands cheered and sang Cambridge United's team song with everyone. Louis, on the other hand, was dumbfounded.
He never expected his team to be equalized in the final moments.
Although they didn't win, the team's renewed performance in the second half swept away the gloom in their hearts.
Ultimately, Cambridge United drew 3-3 with their opponent away from home, but the significance of this match for Huang Hao was far more than just a draw.
Cole's brace and the team's desperate comeback further solidified his belief in the high-press, attacking style of play.
After the match, he didn't rush his players back to the locker room. Instead, he led the team to the away fan section to thank the more than 100 fans who had followed the team.
Their excellent performance in the second half naturally earned them applause from the fans.
Most stadiums in England are dedicated football stadiums, with the coaching benches embedded within the stands, so fans and players are very close.
Mikel stood in the first row, looking at Huang Hao somewhat awkwardly, while Huang Hao smiled without speaking.
"Alright, I have to say, my actions at halftime were a bit excessive."
Mikel finally chose to apologize.
"Not at all. If I were you, I might be even angrier! Thank you for your scarf, it's very important!"
Huang Hao looked at Mikel with a chuckle.
"Uh, well, although I wanted to give it to you, I only have this one."
Mikel was almost in tears; he clearly didn't want to lose this scarf, as it was a symbol of his status in the fan organization.
"Next time, I can't guarantee it will return to you."
With that, Huang Hao tossed the scarf to Mikel.
Mikel treasured it as if it were a priceless gem, gently caressing the scarf, as if apologizing for having just lost it.
"If your team doesn't perform well, I'll throw other things in your face next time!"
Mikel gained a lot of confidence after getting his scarf back.
"I won't give you the chance, fatty, just you wait."
Huang Hao smiled as he led his lads and their hard-earned point off the pitch.
!!!
Harris's shot slammed violently against the crossbar.
"F**K! Damn it!"
Harris cursed, spat on the grass, then slowly turned and jogged back to his own half.
The Cambridge United first team had a match yesterday, so they had a day off to rest today. However, the U23 reserve team trained as usual, preparing for their match the day after.
As a single Corgi, Huang Hao had no plans for his holiday, so he habitually jogged to the Cambridge United Training Base, simply to check on the reserve team's training.
When Harris saw Huang Hao on the sidelines, his anger flared even more!
Since his debut, Harris had scored over 150 goals in various competitions. Although he had played for many lower-level teams, he had always been a solid starting striker.
He never expected Huang Hao to immediately relegate him to the reserve team, with no sign of softening or easing up.
This was a humiliation he had never experienced in his professional career!
Perrotta also shared in his misfortune. Their arrival instantly elevated Cambridge United's U23 frontline.
Perrotta, seeing that the National League had already started, became anxious. He thought about talking to Huang Hao with Harris, humbling himself, but Harris flatly refused!
Being trampled underfoot by a newcomer from the East was something Harris absolutely could not accept!
The ball fell to Harris's feet again, and the enraged Harris dribbled towards the box. At this moment, he desperately wanted to score a goal to forcefully show Huang Hao that he was an indispensable attacking general for Cambridge United!
Unexpectedly, a young player emerged from the wing, and with a slight poke of his toe, he directly dispossessed Harris of the ball!
My f***!
Harris, who was already fuming, completely exploded now!
He spun around, chasing after the player with murderous intent. When he caught up behind the player, he suddenly jumped with both feet, stomping directly onto the player with the ball.
"CRACK!!!"
A somewhat chilling scream echoed throughout the Cambridge United Training Base!
