"Chen, what do you think?" Alina asked, turning to Chen Yu.
Chen Yu was at Aztec Stadium, sitting on the bench and watching the game.
He looked around.
This most famous stadium in North America could hold over 110,000 spectators.
Although the attendance today was only at sixty percent, that was still sixty to seventy thousand people.
Compared to the United States, the soccer atmosphere in Mexico was night and day. In the main stand, one section of fans was clearly an organized group. They wore matching outfits, stood with arms around each other's shoulders, and roared with fanaticism.
At a glance, they looked like a rolling sea of people.
Chen Yu had only ever seen a spectacle like this at the Super Bowl.
Basketball arenas only hold twenty thousand people at most. The sheer scale was so much smaller.
"It would be nice if they were cheering for us," Chen Yu said, a little envious.
