"Kim gets there before Kristensen as he clears the ball out of the penalty area. Bayern Munich could break on the counter— OH WAIT A MINUTE! The ball bounces perfectly in front of Brandt... BRANDTTTT!!!"
The ball looped up off the turf, hanging for a split second in no man's land. Lukas had already judged the bounce, timing his stride to perfection. As the ball rose just inches from the ground, his body coiled like a spring — left foot planted firm, right leg swinging through with controlled fury. The strike connected flush, leather smacking against boot with a sharp crack. The half-volley rocketed forward, skimming low but with venom, skipping once before tearing toward the bottom left corner of Neuer's goal.
Even with the number of bodies packed in the box, the shot evaded almost everyone. From Musiala, who sensed the danger and came out quickly to block the attempt at the last minute, to Dier whose legs were outstretched just in front of Neuer to deflect the venomous shot.
