The Celtic Park, packed with sixty thousand spectators, fell silent!
The shirtless, burly Scotsmen stood motionless, like dummies from a soccer video game, frozen in place.
They had taken the lead early, their chants once deafening!
But at the last minute of the first half, they were overtaken, rendered speechless.
In just 45 minutes, from paradise to hell.
Emotions from volcanic heat to icy cold.
And the architect behind all this was Inter Milan's number 99 player, Tang Long!
During half-time.
Tang Long sat down, barely able to drink water before feeling a stabbing pain in his ribs.
"Hiss..."
His sharp inhalation drew Berni's attention.
Berni lifted Tang Long's shirt, revealing a red and swollen rib.
"Tang, you can't play anymore, you must rest!"
"The team doctor said it's just a rib contusion, no big deal."
