In utter despair

On the way back.

As Lin Fan drove, Wu Youlan was by his side with a face full of excitement. "Brother Lin, you're way too awesome!"

"I'm just alright," said Lin Fan humbly, "Actually, I feel like I was bullying them. Don't you think so?"

Wu Youlan nodded as she seemed to agree. "I feel that way too. Did you see how dispirited the Yokohama F. Marinos players were in the end? Even when they gained possession, the Golden Flowers players would just rest in the original positions, waiting for you the throw the ball over. When I saw that, I nearly died of laughter."

Lin Fan chuckled. He felt that that had been a little unfair. The Yokohama F. Marinos players had been running up and down the field and they had been exhausted. Meanwhile, the Golden Flowers players had just been resting on the opposition's side of the field just waiting for the ball to come to them.