Instead of finding the bottom corner, it drifted just beyond the outside of the right post.
Ortega threw himself across the goalmouth, landing sprawled on the turf.
He remained there for a second, looking towards the ball as it rolled out for a goal kick.
He was clearly relieved.
It had been close enough to make the goalkeeper think about a third goal, and City could hardly afford another.
"Just wide!" the main commentator exclaimed. "Carlo Regutti almost puts the finishing touch on a wonderful counterattack. Ortega was beaten if that had been a little more accurate."
His partner laughed.
"I think Ortega will be thanking the post for that one. City have thrown bodies forward, and they've nearly been punished again."
Following that, the minutes began to crawl.
Every stoppage seemed to last longer than it should.
Every time the ball went out, the City supporters looked towards the officials, searching for some indication of how much time remained.
