The game was wide open now. Every clearance, every counter, every touch felt like it could decide the match.
The clock had ticked into the 88th minutes time, and both teams knew there was still a few last chances left in this thriller.
Rob: [AZ Alkmaar have to throw everything forward now! They know time is running out!]
Chris: [But Den Haag, they've just come inches away from winning it! The momentum is swinging back and forth!]
Martens collected the ball in midfield, his head turning quickly, looking for movement ahead.
Berghuis darted down the right, his legs still willing to make one more sprint. The pass was sharp, cutting through the Den Haag midfield.
Chris: [Berghuis is free again! He's been dangerous all night!]
The winger took one touch to steady himself, another to push forward. The defenders were retreating, backing up towards their 18 yard box. Berghuis faked a cross, cutting inside on his left foot—
A curling shot—
Rob: [Berghuis goes for goal!]
