Rise of a Football God-Chapter 304: An electric Sam display in Reale Arena!

The ball rolled inside the net.

"…"

"…"

"…..!"

A deafening silence befell the Reale Arena, but then…

BOOM!

The away stands of this stadium erupted.

"GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!" The FC Barcelona fans screamed at the top of their lungs like they just won the UEFA champions league final.

Buoyed by the loud noise of celebration being made around this stadium, Sam sprang back up to his feet, his blood-red pupils filled with blood veins glaring at the Real Sociedad fans as he jumped, planting his feet firmly to the ground as he pumped his fists at them.

The veins in his throat stretched, straining his guttural muscles, and then…

"COME ON…!!!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.

After that, quickly running into the net, Sam brought the ball out, taking it back to the halfway line to restart this game.

It took a moment for the Real Sociedad players to finally react to what just happened, including the commentators as the commentators finally raved about the brilliant moment of magic that they just witnessed.

"My God! What a moment of magic from the young Nigerian!"

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"Out of nowhere! No one saw it coming!"

"Such defiant energy, damn, his demeanor on the pitch is really like the main character of a movie!"

"Can he be the protagonist of today’s match?"

"Let’s see…"

FWEEEE!

Real Sociedad restarted the game but it was clear immediately that despite the fact that FC Barcelona just scored a goal, they had no intentions of attacking still. Afterall, they were still leading.

Real Sociedad was content with defending their lead.

For the rest of the 90 minutes, the staunch home side frustrated the FC Barcelona players even more as they turned this game into a slugging affair.

They took any tip that they could out of the Jose Mourinho playbook, dragging this game out and turning it into a contest of who was better at interrupting the play even as they annoyed the FC Barcelona players.

Of course, all of this did not escape the notice of the referee either even as he started brandishing yellow cards left and right.

Not just for the Real Sociedad players, but for the frustrated FC Barcelona players who could not hold their cool anymore, lashing out at the dark arts being employed by the Real Sociedad players.

This game was not done, not close.

There was more drama!

FWEEE!

In the 87th minute of the game, one of the Real Sociedad attackers finally got a red card for time wasting after receiving a second yellow from the referee.

The Real Sociedad players heavily protested the decision, wasting even more time in the process but the player eventually walked off the pitch.

That evened the game a bit but only for a few seconds…

FWEEEE!

In the 88th minute of this game, a certain player’s nerves finally spilled over as unable to control it, Gavi lashed out again, attracting his second yellow card of the game as he was also sent off.

As soon as he saw red, Gavi lost it.

"Bastardo!"

He insulted everyone, including the referee, totally incensed.

It was clear at this point that the referee already lost control of this game.

In the aftermath of Gavi’s red card, losing his emotions negatively for the first time in his career, Sam also got involved in the skirmish that followed, resulting in him getting his first yellow card in Spain.

His teammates’ emotions were getting to him.

It continued like this till the 90th minute.

Real Sociedad’s plan was working. In the end, after everything, they were still winning this game 2-1.

The referee added 6 minutes of additional time to this game, 6 minutes of war and more drama.

Bam! Bam!

Both sides kept on doing their thing, Barca attacking with aggressive intent while Real Sociedad defended with their lives, wasting time and employing the dark arts without fail anytime that they succeeded in winning the ball back.

In the 90th plus 5 minute, Barca’s overzealous approach to attack finally backfired as Real Sociedad finally got a juicy counterattacking opportunity.

Whoosh!

Like a rocket, after getting the ball, one of the Real Sociedad wingers erupted down the left wing, beating Jules Kounde for pace.

In no time, this winger was left one-on-one with Inaki Pena.

"…!" The hearts of countless FC Barcelona fans watching around the world stopped even as the winger finally raised his leg to take his shot.

Bam!

As soon as the ball was hit, Inaki Pena reacted, falling to the ground and making his body big and then, in a moment of luck, his trailing leg intercepted the ball…

…the ball ricocheted off Inaki Pena’s body!

Ronald Araujo, the FC Barcelona defender arrived at the loose ball first and without hesitation, he cleared the ball high up field and in so doing, Real Sociedad was opened for the first time in 95 minutes!

"…!"

Originally, once the Real Sociedad winger broke off on the counterattack, everyone expected it to be the last act of this game.

No one expected Inaki Pena to pull off such a life-changing save.

While the counterattack started, a few Real Sociedad players charged up field, opening their compact low block up and when Ronald Araujo cleared the ball up field, they were exposed.

One of the Real Sociedad defenders rushed forward, jumping to head the ball back but someone clashed with him.

…Samuel Moses!

Bang!

Sam jumped after the defender, squaring against him shoulder to shoulder and in a sheer moment of willpower, he overpowered the hefty center back.

"Can you believe it?!"

"Sam won the physicality battle! He has the ball!"

"He managed to kill the ball’s momentum with his head!"

"What control despite the collision!"

Thud!

As soon as Sam landed back on the pitch, electricity seemed to surge through his body as he swiftly turned around.

With his head, he controlled the ball and turning around, he had only one opponent remaining in front of him…, Real Sociedad’s goalkeeper.

From one end of the pitch to another, in just seconds!

Sam was one-on-one with the goalkeeper!

Real Sociedad’s goalkeeper charged out, making himself big but keeping his cool, Sam taught a certain winger a lesson in shooting.

BAM!

He rifled the ball past the goalkeeper, straight into the top right corner!

The ball nestled into the net, and then…

"GOALLLLL…!!!"

All hell broke loose as the away stands in the Reale Arena erupted, the FC Barcelona away supporters roaring and celebrating at the top of their lungs.

Immediately, Sam removed his jersey, charging towards the corner flag in ecstasy even as he slid on his knees in celebration, pumping his fists exuberantly.

When he rose back to his feet, he showed his name and number at the back of his jersey to the Real Sociedad fans who forgot to boo him.

{Samuel Moses}

{No. 11}

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The commentators were lost for words. "What… a game!"

"This game should be known as the Sam game!"

"What an electric display from the young Nigerian maverick in Reale Arena! What a performance!"

"I-I’m just lost for words!"