Leicester City's players seemed like they were on steroids, running wildly on the field without a trace of fatigue.
In contrast, Tottenham's players appeared listless, particularly the two forwards, who seemed as if they were still in a drunken stupor, lacking their usual vigor.
Boos echoed from the stands; as the home team, Tottenham's fans couldn't bear it and mocked their own team.
The atmosphere on the scene kept changing, and by the sixty-fifth minute of the game, the situation was already very unfavorable for Tottenham.
Gongsun Qiang, munching on fried chicken, let out a wild laugh: "Qin Hao, you said I'd lose, so tell me, where do I lose?"
Qin Hao glanced at his watch, "Five more minutes."
"Five minutes?" Gongsun Qiang scoffed incredulously, sneering, "Stubborn as a mule."
He continued watching the match, happily eating fried chicken.
The match pressed on, and at the seventieth minute, a verbal spat erupted between a Leicester City defender and a Tottenham forward.
