Fweeeee,
"So we are back underway for the start of the second half and Arsenal are ahead by 3 goals. We were expecting a bit of competition due to Sporting's recent performances but they've been outclassed at home by Arsenal, led by their teenage spearhead, Izan like he's trying to remind the world of something."
The second half had opened with noise.
Sporting's fans didn't just cheer—they howled, hammered, clapped and stomped like they could will something real into existence.
The green-and-white end swayed as their team returned to the pitch with fire in their legs, not fear.
They'd been down three before.
Not like this.
But still—they believed.
And belief was something dangerous when just the right amount of ability was attached to it.
In the first four minutes after kickoff, Arsenal barely made it out of their own third.
Sporting pressed like they'd found oxygen again.
Trincão picked Timber's pocket and whipped in a near-post cross.
