Spain didn't let the moment settle.
The equaliser had lit something inside them, and from the restart they surged forward again, sharper, quicker, more direct. Pedri dropped deeper to orchestrate, dictating the tempo with those effortless touches, while Fabián Ruiz and Zubimendi pushed higher, compressing Germany into their own half. Yamal and Nico Williams stayed wide, stretching the pitch, constantly threatening to isolate their markers. Germany, for the first time since taking the lead, were being forced back.
It felt like Spain were the ones hunting the winner now.
Every clearance came back. Every loose ball seemed to fall red. The Allianz Arena, which had been roaring just minutes earlier, now held a nervous edge, the kind that tightens with every Spanish pass around the box.
By the 85th minute, the pressure had reached its peak.
