Suker's impact signified Bayern Munich falling into a passive position.

Moreover, it was a deficit at home, which somewhat dampened the fans' confidence.

Some even covered their mouths, their expressions turning dejected.

Some fans who had experienced the ravages of the Milan Dynasty felt as if they had returned to that point in time, facing an unstoppable Suker.

"Our offense is still effective!" Heynckes said slowly.

Although Real Madrid scored first, Bayern Munich's offense remained effective.

"Robben? His cut-ins are indeed very effective, but Pepe is also following up. Real Madrid's coordinated defense isn't that easy to break through!" the Assistant Coach said hastily.

Heynckes: "Robben is very threatening, but did I say we should put all our chips on Robben?"

The Assistant Coach was stunned for a moment.

"Look closely at the defensive strength Real Madrid has deployed on our right wing. Mourinho wants to seal off our right-wing attacking channel, but by over-investing in limiting Robben, they will miss the 'French Super Run'!"

Heynckes narrowed his eyes slightly.

The 'French Super Run' now isn't Kylian Mbappé!

It's Franck Ribéry.

Franck Ribéry rubbed his cheek, the movement pulling at his old wound, making it look even more grotesque.

According to the pre-match arrangements, Robben had already fully served as a decoy.

Real Madrid's defense also began to shift towards Robben's flank. With this change, Franck Ribéry had a wide-open runway straight to the byline.

After enduring for nearly 30 minutes, his chance to perform finally arrived.

Losing a goal was certainly frustrating, but they would soon equalize.

Soon, the match resumed.

After falling behind, Bayern Munich's overall offensive performance became more aggressive.

Especially on their right wing, they showed a determined attitude.

"Are they that rigid?" Mourinho couldn't help but complain.

They had already sealed off Robben's flank, yet they were still passing there. In many situations, Robben couldn't even turn, only able to pass back repeatedly, but these stubborn German lads were still sticking to the right wing.

Mourinho shook his head: "Alright, I was wrong. Germans are all rigid, including Heynckes!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Mourinho suddenly froze.

He saw Franck Ribéry stealthily running forward on Bayern Munich's far-side left wing.

And Real Madrid's entire defensive line was on the right side.

Mourinho suddenly shivered.

"It's the left side!"

As soon as he reacted, Robben passed back again.

The ball went to Toni Kroos's feet.

The young Kroos trapped the ball, then suddenly extended his right hand, raising it above his head, and gently waving it.

The next second, the 'French Super Run' on the left wing suddenly burst into action.

At the same time, Kroos launched a long pass.

The ball accurately dropped towards the left wing, behind Srna.

Even Srna, faced with this sudden change, was somewhat flustered.

Moreover, Franck Ribéry had already bypassed him, rapidly approaching the landing spot.

"Oh~~~ Toni Kroos!! A sudden switch, Franck Ribéry!! My goodness! A beautiful trap!"

Franck Ribéry controlled the ball steadily two meters in front of him and immediately made a shooting motion.

Ramos, facing this sudden development, slid in to block.

But at this moment, Franck Ribéry suddenly pushed the ball sideways.

A fake shot, a real pass!

The ball appeared near the penalty spot, and there, Mandžukić suddenly ran horizontally, pushing the ball with his left foot towards the far corner.

Casillas's body weight was on the other side, unable to make a save, and could only watch as the ball drilled into the far corner of the goal.

"Goooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaal!!!!"

"A brilliant attack! A brilliant switch!"

"After continuous right-wing attacks, Bayern Munich suddenly switched their attacking flank. Toni Kroos's long pass combined with Franck Ribéry's forward run helped Bayern Munich equalize!"

"What a wonderful combination!"

"Of course, Mandžukić's push shot was also excellent. Together, they equalized for Bayern Munich!"

"39 minutes, Bayern Munich 1:1 Real Madrid!"

On the field, Suker held his head, looking astonished.

He wasn't surprised by Bayern Munich's sudden switch, but rather...

"Mario actually uses his left foot?"

Mandžukić is right-footed.

For a long time, his left foot had been an issue.

It even reached the point where if Mandžukić shot with his left foot, it had to be a feint.

But now, this guy had actually developed his left foot!

This push to the far corner was extremely tricky, and it curled, so even if Casillas made a save, the success rate would be very low.

At the same time, Suker also sighed slightly.

They had indeed focused too much attention on Robben.

Robben's cut-ins were indeed a century-old problem.

But wasn't Franck Ribéry worth paying attention to?

Quite the opposite!

In the original timeline, Franck Ribéry was the first player to challenge the Messi-Ronaldo hegemony, surpassing many top stars.

However, Bayern Munich's commercial operations were too poor.

Otherwise, based on Franck Ribéry's performance that year, he would have deserved a Ballon d'Or.

Mourinho on the sidelines also rubbed his temples.

He wasn't a careless person, but he had indeed overlooked Franck Ribéry.

If it were normal, he wouldn't have done this.

But Robben's threat was so strong that it led him to make a wrong judgment.

"Let's stabilize the situation first!" Mourinho exhaled; "Bayern Munich probably won't continue attacking either!"

The facts were as Mourinho expected; both sides tacitly held back.

In the remaining time of the first half, they did not intend to continue committing to attack.

The victory would be decided in the second half!

Soon, the first half ended.

Real Madrid players returned to the locker room.

"In the second half, we'll stabilize the situation first. Alonso, you need to take on more defensive duties. When we can't shift our defense towards Bayern Munich's right side, you need to follow up defensively!"

Marcelo alone couldn't contain Robben.

Even if Pepe provided support, it could still allow Robben to go straight to the byline. Therefore, compared to moving Pepe, it was safer to have Alonso drop back.

At this point, he didn't care if Alonso was willing or not.

That's how the situation was; if necessary, even Suker would have to defend!

"As for Franck Ribéry, Srna, you need to make good judgments. You just need to stick to him!"

Mourinho still believed in Srna's ability.

Previously, it was too sudden, causing Srna to be unable to get into position in time and lose his mark.

If Srna was prepared, he could still limit Franck Ribéry.

"For counter-attacks, let Kaka be more responsible for distributing the ball, Khedira can make appropriate forward runs. In the second half, let's play more on our right wing. Don't forget, we also have a super run!"

Mourinho's words made Bale involuntarily puff out his chest.

Regardless of anything else, in terms of speed, Bale was very confident!

Moreover, the entire first half had left him quite stifled, it was time to get a good workout.

On the other side, in Bayern Munich's locker room, Heynckes was also setting up the tactics for the second half.

But his first sentence was:

"We will make a substitution at halftime!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Heynckes continued; "Mario, you need to sacrifice for the tactics."

Mandžukić pursed his lips. Although he was unwilling, it was the old coach's request, so he nodded; "I understand! So, who are we replacing?"

Heynckes smiled.

Among the crowd, a 'cheerful simpleton' jumped up!

"Cheer! I've come to save you!"

Upon hearing this, the entire locker room suddenly fell silent.

Schweinsteiger even covered his forehead; "Oh God! The annoying one is here!"

"Hey! What do you mean by that!"

Thomas Müller pointed at everyone, indignantly saying: "Bastian, why do you have that expression!"

"I'm just very... sad!" Schweinsteiger didn't want to waste too many words on Muller.

But he was already pestered by Muller.

"Sad? Why sad? Are you born sad? Did something bad happen? Do you need me to do something to make you happy?"

As he spoke, Muller put his hand on his backside, making a farting sound with his mouth.

Poof!

Immediately, he placed his hand in front of Schweinsteiger.

"Thomas! You damn it!"

Schweinsteiger jumped up in anger.

But by then, Muller had already run far away.

The two chased and played around the locker room, which also made their teammates burst into laughter and loud cheers.

They were already accustomed to Muller teasing Schweinsteiger.

Schweinsteiger was usually very serious, and he, along with Lahm, was one of the locker room bosses, so almost no one dared to provoke him.

But only Muller, this simpleton, with his status as Bayern Munich's crown prince, could do whatever he wanted to mess around, and even Schweinsteiger wouldn't genuinely get angry with him, let alone fall out.

Or rather, they themselves enjoyed Muller's 'chatter'.

Just like now, the tense atmosphere that had been present before completely vanished after this commotion.

Heynckes also shook his head with a smile, clapped his hands, and said, "Alright, lads, prepare for the second half of the match!"

With that, he looked at Muller.

At this moment, Muller was pinned down by Schweinsteiger, who was constantly tickling him, making him laugh uncontrollably, gasping for air.

"Bastian, let him go!" Heynckes said with a smile.

Schweinsteiger then released Muller, who lay on the floor, exhaling with relief, "I'm alive!"

Poof!

"You motherfucker!"

Schweinsteiger turned and climbed back on top of him.

"It wasn't me! It really wasn't me!!—" Muller screamed in terror, pushing away Schweinsteiger's 'demonic claws' with both hands, then turned and cursed, "Goddammit! Who farted?!"

Lahm raised his hand, "Me!"

Muller: ". Captain! You know I wasn't targeting you!"

In the second half, both teams switched sides!

Mourinho quickly noticed Bayern Munich's lineup change.

Heynckes had actually made a substitution during halftime.

And it was Thomas Muller!

Mourinho disliked players like Muller.

Such players were too difficult to contain.

They didn't control the ball, but they had exquisite positioning, often invisible, but every time they appeared, it was in a deadly position.

Either a pass or a shot!

Both could create a huge threat!

Moreover, Heynckes had deployed a more classic 4-3-1-2 formation.

Muller played as an attacking midfielder, hiding behind Franck Ribéry and Robben, waiting for an opportunity.

Franck Ribéry and Robben's abilities alone were enough to be wary of, and combined with Muller's elusive positioning, the threat was greatly increased!

"Missed another one!" Mourinho shook his head.

Actually, it wasn't really a miscalculation.

He was wary of Muller, but he hadn't expected Heynckes to send Muller onto the field at this point.

It must be said that the veteran Heynckes had prepared thoroughly for this match.

All the tactical arrangements were very reasonable and sudden.

It did catch Mourinho somewhat off guard!

"Whew~~~~~"

Mourinho slowly exhaled, "Defend! Stabilize the defense first!"

He slowly narrowed his eyes, "Anyway, Bayern Munich only has 25 minutes of attacking time!"

After 70 minutes, Suker Time would arrive.

At that point, how would Bayern Munich stop Suker?

On the other side, Heynckes also looked serious.

"We must score a goal before 70 minutes!"

The moment of the decisive battle had arrived!

This was all his pre-match planning; subsequent substitutions would merely be corresponding positional changes, with no tactical alterations.

25 minutes of attacking time!

Real Madrid would defend stubbornly during this period, preparing for the arrival of Suker Time.

Real Madrid after 70 minutes also made Heynckes apprehensive!

With one side gaining and the other losing, this was no laughing matter.

Moreover, this 'gain' was Suker, making it even more crucial not to be careless.

Therefore, it was necessary to score as quickly as possible.

Heynckes believed he had already provided these players with a stage to showcase themselves; how they would perform next was something he, as the Head Coach, could not predict.

"Making substitutions at 55 minutes to further strengthen the defense," Mourinho sneered, "25 minutes? Your attacking time is only 10 minutes!"

With the 55-minute substitution, he would assign a 'bodyguard' to Muller.

Let's see how you can jump around!

On the field, Suker observed the situation.

He generally understood what was happening.

Therefore, Bayern Munich, through a series of substitutions and adjustments, had gained the initiative in attack.

Real Madrid, on the other hand, was on the defensive, needing to hold out for 25 minutes, waiting for the 70-minute mark to arrive.

Suker couldn't help but sigh.

So, this was a tacit agreement between both sides.

The key was the 70-minute mark!

Both Bayern Munich and Real Madrid were engaging in intense tactical confrontation based on this 70-minute mark.

But the question was, was it necessary to wait until 70 minutes?

Suker had learned his lesson once before, so he would use the State Recovery Card at the 70-minute mark, which naturally led to the concept of 'Suker Time'.

Everyone believed that 70 minutes was the moment Suker would explode with full physical strength.

Or rather, was he holding back, waiting for 70 minutes to arrive?

Nonsense!

Suker turned and walked towards Kaka and Alonso.

"You two, find an opportunity and directly send a long pass behind them!"

Kaka: "'Dog Frisbee tactics?"

Alonso was stunned, "Aren't we supposed to wait until 70 minutes?"

Suker said irritably, "How did this 70-minute mark come about? It's based on my burst time. What if I start bursting now?"

Uh...

Alonso was completely dumbfounded.

"You can do it now?"

"Four years have passed without realizing it. It seems Bayern Munich has forgotten how their defense was blown apart by me!" Suker rubbed his hands together, "I need to make them recall that feeling!"

Beep!!

The whistle sounded.

The second half of the match began again!

Bayern Munich immediately launched an attack after the kickoff.

Now was their attacking time, so naturally, they were more aggressive, hoping to score quickly.

Thomas Muller hid behind Franck Ribéry and Robben, constantly roaming, waiting for an opportunity to arise.

At the same time, Real Madrid also entered defensive mode.

However...

Lahm turned to look at Suker and couldn't help but frown.

Was this guy's position too far forward?

As a winger, Suker did not retreat to defend; instead, he appeared in a counter-attacking position, which gave Lahm a bad feeling.

Certainly, their tactical choices were all correct, but what if?

Just then, Ramos poked the ball away from Franck Ribéry's feet, and Khedira touched it and passed it to Alonso.

Alonso received the ball and immediately looked up.

Suker had already started his sneaky run.

Alonso drew back his bow and arrow, sending a direct long pass behind the defense.

And at the moment Alonso passed the ball, Suker also sprinted at full speed.

Suker's sudden burst startled Bayern Munich's defense.

The most crucial thing was that Suker's speed was too fast.

"Hold him back!!"

Suker was charging from the center towards the right side, meaning he was sprinting rapidly into the space behind Bayern's left-back Alaba, so Boateng signaled Alaba to foul.

Alaba immediately reached out, and unable to compete with Suker's speed, he wanted to hold him back.

But as soon as he grabbed Suker's jersey, Alaba's expression changed.

He felt as if he had grabbed a wild bull charging head-on.

He simply couldn't hold him!

Alaba did manage to slightly slow Suker down, but at the same time, he was pulled by Suker and fell awkwardly.

"Oh~~~ my God! Alaba couldn't hold Suker back!"

At this moment, the entire Allianz Arena gasped in surprise.

At the coaching bench, Mourinho and Heynckes stood up almost simultaneously, their eyes wide as they watched.

Suker rapidly charged towards the ball's landing spot, he suddenly stepped forward and leaped, extending his right foot, stopping the ball with a flying kick posture.

The ball landed steadily on the top of his foot, falling two meters diagonally in front of Suker's left side.

And at this distance, Suker could just continue to run!

"It's over!"

Seeing Suker's first touch, Boateng's head almost exploded.

He rushed over immediately.

But at this moment, Suker had already reached the ball, swung his left foot, twisted his waist, and unleashed a powerful shot.

The ball flew like a sharp arrow towards the far left post of the goal.

With a 'ding', the ball hit the goalpost and rebounded into the net.

Bayern Munich's goal was still shaking.

But what was also trembling were the hearts of the Bayern Munich players!

The old coach Heynckes covered his mouth, his hand trembling slightly, muttering to himself.

"This... this is truly a huge joke! No need to wait until 70 minutes! He can... explode from the start of the second half!"