The atmosphere in United's dressing room was tense. The players filed in, their heads bowed in contemplation, a stark contrast to the cacophony of the stadium. Erik ten Hag, their manager, was already there, his face flushed with frustration and determination.
"Listen up!" ten Hag's voice cut through the silence like a knife. "We can't let this slip. We dominated that half, but one mistake has put us behind. Mainoo, don't dwell on it. We all make mistakes. What's important is how we respond."
Mainoo nodded, though the weight of his error was still evident in his eyes.
"We need to be sharper, more clinical in the final third," ten Hag continued. "Matthew, you've been excellent, but I need you to step up even more. Take the game to them. Make them fear you."
Matthew nodded, determination etched on his face. He was ready to shoulder the responsibility.