Fweeee!~
The sharp whistle pierced through the jubilant atmosphere of the AFAS Stadion. The referee signaled a stoppage before the restart, turning the crowd's attention to the touchline.
[Looks like we've got a substitution here,] Martin said, his tone softening slightly.
Gertjan Verbeek stood near the technical area while gesturing toward Gudmundsson, who was now listening intently to the coach's instructions. It was clear to those observing that he was prepared to be substituted in.
The fourth official raised the electronic board high, and the glowing numbers were clear for all to see: 21 OUT – 19 IN.
[Benjamin's number is up,] Dirk observed. [The young man's night is done, and rightly so. He's run himself into the ground and back up]
The camera focused on Benjamin who's jersey was clinging to his sweat-drenched frame as he glanced at the electronic board. He slowed his stride, exhaling as his teammates patted his back in appreciation.
