"YES!" All the Schalke players threw their hands in the air the moment the whistle was blown. "COME ON! FUCKING FINALLY!"
Pure, unadulterated relief flashed across their faces, as if a huge boulder had finally been lifted off their shoulders.
Even though they didn't show any exaggerated celebration, the joyfulness being shared by everyone here spread so quickly, allowing all the people who were still in the stadium to see that this was not an ordinary win for Schalke.
Frohling, especially, was so ecstatic right now. He high-fived all the people on his team one by one, even the benchwarmer who had never had any chance to play on the pitch in his regime. His smile was beaming, enough to brighten the whole day.
Not that anyone could blame him, of course, since the man had been under a lot of pressure the last week. So many rumors spread in the media, speculating about who would replace him.
