I Am Scouted by Real Madrid

Chapter 200: Chapter 73: Now I Have No Choice but to Go All Out

”Is he still the Soldado we know?”

Compared to the commentator’s surprise, those fans watching the replay saw everything more clearly.

[I saw it, Soldado, the lone wolf, was willing to pass the ball, and it was because of Chen.]

[I have a question, could Soldado see Chen’s gestures? I think he probably couldn’t, right?]

[No, didn’t you see Soldado constantly observing his surroundings? When he received the ball, he clearly saw Chen’s gestures.]

[Oh my God! Soldado, the lone wolf, actually passed the ball.]

[Chen, he could even conquer Soldado.]

[What does it mean to have status within the team!]

While Raul ran towards the corner flag to celebrate, Schuster’s eyes were also full of astonishment.

Although Soldado was the player with technical skills closest to Van Nistelrooy in the team, he lagged far behind Van Nistelrooy in terms of teamwork.

Especially during warm-up matches.

Back then, Schuster did give Soldado opportunities.

But how did Soldado repay him? Every time he got the ball, if there was the slightest chance to shoot, he would try to shoot.

Which was something only the dumbest players in the world would do, successfully causing Schuster to put Soldado out in the cold in his heart.

But now...

This goal by Real Madrid clearly changed Villarreal’s mindset; they were not willing to lose this win, and the ”Andalusia curse” hyped before the game also intensified their expectations for a win in this match.

So in the ensuing time, Villarreal fell into a ”getting more and more anxious” loop.

And when Villarreal’s players became impatient and faced Real Madrid’s ”passing and control” style, their tempers would flare up as if adding fuel to fire.

In the 57th minute of the match, Villarreal finally had a good chance, but their shot was directly saved by Casillas out of bounds, and during the corner, Beto, in his rush,

punched Heinze in the face!

”Oh~”

”That move wasn’t very calm!”

”That’s a red card!”

”Yes, that’s a red card, both teams have now had a player sent off.”

”Beto received his second red card of the season!”

Schuster saw this scene from the sidelines, punched the air repeatedly, appearing very excited, and at this moment, Francisco delivered a piece of excellent news to Schuster.

”Boss!”

”Barcelona is trailing!!”

Real Madrid and Barcelona didn’t start their matches at the same time; in the first half, Barcelona took the lead as Ronaldinho scored, but it wasn’t long before Aguero helped Atletico Madrid equalize the score.

And in the second half, first Aguero assisted his fellow Argentine Maxi Rodriguez in scoring to take the lead, and just as Soldado assisted Raul, Puyol fouled Aguero from behind in the penalty area and received his fifth yellow card of the season, also gifting Atletico Madrid a penalty.

Fernando effortlessly scored the penalty while also completing his 11th league goal of the season.

It wasn’t until Atletico Madrid had a two-goal lead that Francisco came to inform Schuster of this important matter.

One goal lead can easily be equalized, but two goals, that’s not so easy.

”They’re trailing???”

Schuster’s eyes widened, and then he looked toward Robinho on the substitutes’ bench.

If Barcelona loses this round to Atletico Madrid, and they beat Villarreal, the points gap between the two teams could be safely stretched to 5 points!

Suddenly, Schuster’s desire for victory peaked.

”We can see Robinho on the sideline waiting to come on.”

”Real Madrid used their third substitution slot.”

”They want to replace the somewhat exhausted Robben with Robinho.”

”Oh!”

”Chen Zhong’s long pass!”

Just as the commentator was about to chatter a bit, Chen Zhong, who had the ball on the field, after receiving Robben’s return, made a long pass swiftly.

In this match, Raul, who had already made many ineffective sprints back and forth yet persevered, was rewarded.

”Raul!”

”Successful offside break!”

”Will he become the team’s hero?”

In the stands, Villarreal fans booed loudly, Schuster’s eyes widened full of anticipation, but then Alvarez from Alva made a direct sliding tackle from behind.

”Beep~”

The piercing whistle sounded as the referee pulled out the third red card of the match.

”This is a golden opportunity!”

”Undoubtedly a red card!”

”Alvarez.”

”In the 72nd minute of the match, he used a red card to stop a dangerous attack.”

”Villarreal is now down to 9 men.”

On the sideline, Schuster turned red with excitement as Alvarez slowly walked towards the sideline, clearly aware that it’s hard for Alva to win now, as their primary ”wish” had shifted from victory to a draw.

”Hurry up, you piece of crap!”

”How could he do that, he shows no sportsmanship at all.”

”Move faster! Move faster!”

The Real Madrid fans in the stands were evidently very angry as well, loudly cursing Alvarez, but it didn’t change Alvarez’s slow exit.

”Chen!”

”Chen!”

Chen Zhong heard Schuster’s call on the field, turned his head, and saw Schuster signaling a 4:1, and he instantly understood.

Just now, Atletico Madrid scored another goal to seal the victory, with Aguero stealing the ball from under Puyol’s feet and then using a feint to dodge Gabriel Milito again.

He broke through to the edge of the penalty arc and shot low with an arc to the bottom right corner, scoring his 12th league goal of the season.

And after scoring, Aguero celebrated by taking off his shirt, picking up his seventh yellow card of the season joyfully.

4:1

Barcelona’s failure in this match was already a given.

And if Real Madrid could win this match, they could widen the gap to 5 points again!

”It looks like Schuster has informed the players on the field of the latest news.”

”Atletico Madrid is now leading Barcelona 4:1.”

”No wonder Calderon is famously one of the four Devil’s Home Grounds.”

”They have made previously undefeated for eight rounds Barcelona look very miserable.”

Robinho, who just came on, clearly knew the news as well, quickly sharing with his teammates that Barcelona was trailing by three goals at Calderon, instantly boosting Real Madrid’s morale.

If Barcelona, having chased 7 points in a month, is glory for them, for Real Madrid, that would be shameful.

”Chen!”

”Slide tackle!”

”The ball was directly intercepted.”

”Villarreal clearly hasn’t seen such a fierce Chen in this match!”

”But this is the Chen we know!”

The foreign commentator’s eyes lit up instantly, just as Villarreal had settled on a basic strategy, wanting to drag out a draw at home.

Chen Zhong, after the free kick was taken, rapidly charged into Villarreal’s penalty box, heading the ball to a teammate, and after the shot was blocked, he made a direct sliding tackle, knocking down ball and man alike.

The referee held the whistle in his mouth, while his eyes were on the linesman; from his angle, he saw Chen Zhong first hit the ball, but the linesman’s angle was not certain.

Most importantly...

The ball, after Chen Zhong’s ferocious tackle...

slowly rolled into a very dangerous area.

And there, Robinho was rushing to join the battlefield at high speed!

”Chen’s tackle!”

”The ball rolled towards the edge of the box.”

”Robinho’s speed is very fast.”

”The referee didn’t blow the whistle!”

”Robinho!”

”Without stopping the ball, he takes a shot directly!”