As the celebrations died down and the players jogged back into position, the scoreboard now read 3-1 in favor of AZ Alkmaar.
[Still plenty of football left,] Mike reminded the viewers. [But that was a statement goal from AZ Alkmaar]
The game restarted, but the energy had shifted once again. AZ Alkmaar weren't just leading—they were back in control.
Benjamin jogged back into position, his pulse still racing. The roar of the away fans echoed around the stadium, their voices filled with renewed energy.
Altidore, still hyped from his goal, exchanged a quick fist bump with Henriksen before refocusing.
[AZ Alkmaar have sent a message with that goal,] Mike said, his tone brimming with excitement. [They weren't about to let RKC Waalwijk get back into this one]
[Absolutely,] his co-commentator agreed. [And let's give credit to Benjamin for that assist. The kid's been electric down the left flank all game. One goal and one assist to his name tonight]
Fweeeee!~
