Once Higo entered the locker room, he found that the atmosphere was quite strange here.
Players arrived one by one as well, and yet none of them spoke loudly. They just whispered lowly to each other, not showing any ripple of emotion in their tone.
No anger or dejection could be seen here, nor any excessive joy that would usually appear when the team was on a great run.
Everything was just… Flat fine. Yeah, that should be the best description for this situation.
The boy himself didn't think too much about it. After all, the team had done well in the first half, but really not that excellent.
Putting aside the team's frontline that always failed to find the back of the net, the defense that he led was also quite problematic so far.
They let one or two Dortmund players slip into the heart of the team's territory so many times, and honestly, if not for Higo's performance, the team would've been down by one or two goals at this point.
