Fifteen-up

[It's been a nightmare for them,] the co-commentator added. [They've been completely dismantled tonight, and they know it]

SC Veendam restarted play, knocking the ball around at the back, their movements slow and drained.

There was no urgency, no belief left in their play. Even their passes lacked conviction, some rolling just a bit too heavy, others played too softly, inviting AZ Alkmaar to press.

[They just want this over with,] Mike observed. [They're keeping it safe, trying to run the clock down, but AZ Alkmaar aren't letting them breathe]

Indeed, Fernando Lewis was already closing down the man on the ball, forcing a rushed clearance toward the halfway line.

Jonas Heymans stepped up, winning the aerial battle with ease and nodding it down to Haye, who took one touch before slipping it out wide to Berghuis.

[And here come AZ Alkmaar again,] the co-commentator said, his voice laced with amusement. [They're still hungry for more!]