Rise of a Football God-Chapter 305: El juego de Sam!

{+6 additional minutes!}

Scoreline at the 90th plus 4th minute, 2-1…

After a moment of absolute chaos, individual brilliance, and sheer defiant willpower by FC Barcelona’s new superstar, the scoreline changed.

Scoreline in the 90th plus 5th minute, 2-2…

"…"

"…"

"…..!"

The Reale Arena in San Sebastian, Spain was silenced.

The home supporters were as silent as a church mouse, leaving the stage for the few away supporters who let loose, letting their voices heard in this large stadium as they roared and celebrated at the top of their lungs.

FC Barcelona fans celebrated; Real Sociedad fans were mortified.

’What… did we just witness?’ They thought, still not believing the sequence of events that happened in the last 10 minutes of this game.

They were speechless, they were lost for words to say.

Even the commentators were also lost for words to say but they were not paid to stay mortified and quiet, they were paid for their commentary and so they spoke, letting their rampaging emotions to overflow.

"What… a game!" They raved.

"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!"

"El juego de Sam!"

"That is what is should be called, the Sam game!"

While the rest of this stadium reacted, from the home fans to the away fans and the commentators, reacting in their own different ways, the players on the pitch also reacted as the Real Sociedad players collapsed to the pitch in tiredness.

In those last few minutes, they gave their all, utilizing the best of the dark arts to keep FC Barcelona at bay, to think the Catalans still equalized.

Besides, it was at such an agonizing time when victory was already within reach and was so close.

If Barca scored at the 88th minute, they won’t feel this much pain. A 90th minute equalizer, even any other additional time equalizer wouldn’t pain so much, this one stung so much because it came in the 90th plus 5th minute, mere seconds away from the fulltime whistle!

"…!" The Real Sociedad players could only gnash their teeth in regret and rue their luck, while also ruing the talent of that freakish midfielder turned striker.

While the Real Sociedad players reeled in tiredness and regret, the remaining 9 FC Barcelona players on the pitch felt on top of the world.

Sam led the charge.

As soon as the ball entered the net and as the away fans started roaring at the top of their lungs, immediately, he 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 did that, his teammates swarmed after him, jumping all around him excitedly as a number of them also slid after him in celebration.

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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.

As he did, Lamine Yamal jumped into Sam’s back, pumping his right fist excitedly in celebration and one of the cameramen did well to capture this iconic moment, recording it in the annals of history.

The celebrations were wild and unrestrained by the FC Barcelona players.

Having been tried, tested, and pushed to the brink by the hostile atmosphere that was created by the Real Sociedad fans and the dark arts employed by their players, to eventually equalize the game, few things in the world could equal how ecstatic they felt.

They continued celebrating for over a minute but as the celebrations eventually died down, the referee trudged towards their corner with a poker look on his face before brandishing a yellow card towards a certain FC Barcelona player.

"…!" Sam was mortified as he stared at the referee.

This was when he remembered that he removed his jersey in celebration, too overwhelmed by the emotion of the moment to care. ’Oh sh*t!’

It was too late though.

By brandishing a second yellow card, added to the first yellow card that Sam got earlier when he got involved in the Gavi bust-up, it was upgraded and he earned the second red card of his career, the first of his club career.

FWEEE!

The referee blew his whistle, directing him out of the pitch.

Sam shook his head but, in the end, chuckling with a big smile on his face, he took his time trudging out of the field.

He walked extremely slowly.

He was paying the Real Sociedad players in their own medicine. They’ve been time wasting for most of this game, Sam completed it for them.

Frustrated, a few Real Sociedad players rushed up to him, trying to push him and make him walk faster but they couldn’t out of fear of retaliation by the referee.

The referee could do nothing else to Sam, after all, he already received the biggest penalty that a referee could give, the red card.

Seeing the look on the Real Sociedad players’ faces, Sam grinned. ’An eye for an eye…’

’…a tooth for a tooth!’

As he walked, the FC Barcelona fans decided to spice this moment up even more as his actions excited them.

"Sam!" "Sam!" "Sam!"

The Sam chants erupted for the first time in Spain, in the Reale Arena.

The cameramen captured every single moment, not missing any as they recorded this iconic walk in the annals of Spanish La Liga history.

Walking towards the direction of the away stands, Sam casually threw his black away jersey towards the fans. A lucky FC Barcelona fan, a teenager caught it and immediately, a big smile blossomed on the teenager’s face.

Seeing that smile, Sam grinned. ’I’m glad’.

FWEEE!

With him off the pitch, the referee’s whistle finally sounded to kickstart this game but after a few skirmishes and a few clearances of the ball, the referee’s whistle sounded again, finally bringing this game to an end.

Incredulously, despite trailing 2-0 for majority of this game, in the dying minutes, FC Barcelona managed to orchestrate a comeback, ending the game 2-2.

Sam won the man of the match award, his first in Spain.