Chapter 22: Cheers at Camp Nou Stadium!

Simon Grayson's adjustment effect was definitely immediate. When Ben Parker invested in the offense, Barcelona's offense immediately changed, Vasquis became more free. He could provide Shaq with a support point in the frontcourt near the middle, and Ben Parker could also use the space left by Vasquis to sprint.

In the 24th minute, Shaq pushed the attack to the left with a mid-range pass in the middle. Ben Parker, who understood it, followed, and Vasquis quickly inserted into the penalty area on the left of Real Madrid.

"Bang!"

Ben Parker's cross is coming!

The ball did not fly high, and after flying over David Luis, it fell down. The Vasquis who followed up hit the ball with the "bang" end. It's a pity... the players from Lamacia's youth training camp are really average in heading.

Casillas, 37, who is standing in front of Real Madrid goal, has been guarding the goal for the "White Army" for twenty years. Vasquis' header with little power and unfast speed is useless...

"Bang!"

Casillas directly received the ball with both hands!

"oh------"

"What a pity! What a pity! Fernando caught this opportunity very well, but it's a pity that the header did not have the power to pose any threat!"

In the 27th minute, Shaq finally got the chance. The "Little Pharaoh" passed the cross from the right, giving him a chance to shoot outside the penalty area on the right side of Real Madrid!

"Dong!"

A huge muffled sound rang out in the Camp Nou Stadium, and the ball flew over from Papadopolos in front of Shaq, right foot, heading straight to the upper left corner of the Real Madrid goal.

Casillas' position is relatively low. He had to block Shaq's chance of hitting the near corner before. Now that the ball has flew to the far corner, he has no way to make a save.

More than 100,000 Barcelona fans were already clenching their fists unknowingly, staring at the ball with their eyes tightly, waiting for the ball to fly into the goal and jumping up and cheering!

But--

As the ball got closer and closer to the goal, it ended up...

"Swoosh!"

The ball rubbed against Real Madrid's left goal post and flew out!

"oh------"

Camp Nou stadium screamed in pain!

A pair of painful faces frowning tightly, and the hands holding their heads tightly. They all clearly felt how regretful Barcelona fans were at this moment.

How come this ball... didn't make it!?

Shaq also had this idea in his mind. When he first started, he felt very good. Although Papadopoulos had blocked most of the angles in front, Shaq still felt that this shot should have a chance, but it was a pity... it was a little bit worse.

"Hehe, Shaq, it's a little bit worse! It's only a little bit worse!"

After watching the ball fly out with lingering fear, Papadopoulos turned his head and laughed at Shaq. He hadn't forgotten to try to irritate Shaq, although he knew that the possibility was slim. He had been teammates with Shaq for four years at Manchester United. He had never seen Shaq lose his calmness. At most... he was just a little excited!

"Oh? Papa, do you really want me to be angry?"

Shaq suddenly asked with a serious look on his face, and immediately made Papadopolos Gabagaba unable to speak, watching Shaq turn his head and leave. He suddenly felt that the gate of his team seemed to be a little dangerous.

really--

Just three minutes later, Shaq received a pass from Raphael from the top of the penalty area. He kept sweeping the ball and flew to the feet of the "little pharaoh" Salave on the right.

"Bang!"

Salavi did not stop the ball, and directly passed the ball across the middle outside the penalty area on the right. The ball flew to the small penalty area on the right side of Real Madrid. Shaq appeared on the pass line. The rounded his right leg and banged the ball out with a "bang" sound!

"Bang!"

The next moment, a loud bang came out, and Papadopoulos grabbed Shaq's right hand and his body was half lying down. However, he still used his left foot to block the ball out of the bottom line...

"oh----"

Camp Nou stadium wails again!

Barcelona fans were depressed again. How could such a ball be prevented?

At the same time, Papadopoulos, whose left foot was numb, was very grateful in his heart. Fortunately, he had already started to guard against Shaq's sudden outbreak in the morning, but even so, he was still thrown away by Shaq at the top of the arc in the penalty area. It was not until the moment Shaq shot that he caught up, otherwise... this ball would have to be scored!

Papadopoulos knew very well how terrifying Shaq's shot was. With such a close distance from the goal, Shaq's shooting angle was not tricky at all, but as long as he hit the goal range, even if the goalkeeper blocked it, he would not be able to block the ball!

"Team doctor... shout... call the team doctor!"

Papadopoulos did not let Casillas pull himself up, but instead gasped for the team doctor...

When Plaandley commanded the team doctor on the off-court, he was still worried that if the team lost Papadopolos, he would definitely not be able to stop Shaq. Just like this goal just now, if Papadopolos had not known his understanding of Shaq and his outstanding personal ability, the Camp Nou Stadium would have been celebrating the goal now.

"Papa, how about it?"

When Shaq saw Papadopolos lying there, he squatted down with concern. His movements did not arouse the alert of Real Madrid stars. After all, the "King of Ball"'s football quality is still trustworthy, not to mention that these two people have been teammates of the "Red Devils" in the past four years!

"It's okay, my feet are numb!"

Papadopoulos smiled at Shaq and added: "I haven't seen you for half a year, your kid's foot strength is stronger again!"

Shaq laughed: "Nonsense! Brother, my power has reached its limit. Speaking of which, you are not as strong as before! Be careful, you can't stop me next time!"

"Hehe, try it!"

Papadopoulos smiled confidently, but he was really worried: Damn! Next time... I won’t really stop this pervert, right?

Since transferring to Real Madrid, Papadopoulos has been doing his best in training and games. He feels that his condition is still very good, but after 30 minutes of confrontation with Shaq in this game, he still feels sad to find that his ability to confront has declined. Although he is still very relaxed when fighting against strikers from other La Liga teams, he is no longer able to adapt to Shaq's rhythm when facing Shaq.

Papadopolos's concern finally became a reality ten minutes later. Barcelona got a chance to counterattack after Rivero won Higuain, and the ball was directly pushed to Shaq's feet.

As soon as he turned around, Shaq took the ball and ran a step and stopped immediately, then passed the ball to Vasquis in front of Papadopoulos's face to the left.

The "New Messi" started very quickly, and Varane's follow-up was half a beat slower. Papadopolos had to move two steps horizontally to defend against Vasquis. As a result, Shaq took this opportunity to rush over to Papadopolos. Vasquis's diagonal pass was also sent out at this time.

"Bang!"

Shaq's right foot lightly controlled the ball. After a wonderful two-over-two, Shaq broke into Real Madrid's penalty area the moment Papadopolos turned around and chased.

At this time... the fate of Real Madrid was decided!

Plandelli was helpless on the sidelines and turned his head aside in disappointment, and even closed his eyes. He knew very well how perverted and terrifying the number one "scorer" recognized on the Green Field is now.

How could Shaq miss such an opportunity?

Shaq dribbled the ball and broke into Real Madrid's penalty area for only two steps, and his left foot suddenly drew on the ball!

"Swoosh!"

Shaq's cold shot was not very strong, of course, it was just relatively speaking. The ball pulled out with the outside of his left foot was quite fast, and he turned to the left with an arc against the ground. In a blink of an eye, he flew into the goal in the lower left corner of Real Madrid...

At this time, Casillas had just reacted to save, and his body tilted... and fell on the lawn.

“golllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!”

"The ball is in! The ball is in! Shaq! Shaq! Shaq! Shaq! Shaq! Shaq! 40 minutes! Shaq scored! This is Shaq's 57th goal for the team this season! 1:2! We are only one goal behind! There is still time in the first half, can we equalize the score??"

At the Camp Nou Stadium, everyone cheered. This time... no one was unhappy because the goal scorer was Shaq. From the chairman of the VIP private room, to the old man and child in the stands, 103,949 people, everyone cheered for Shaq's goal!

At this moment... Shaq is the hero!

The hero in the hearts of every Catalan!

Stand out when the team needs goals the most, such a person is the team's hero. He can win the love of fans, especially in the match between Barcelona and Real Madrid, which is even more meaningful than events such as Manchester City's derby.

"Hmm———"

Shaq, who had already run to the camera to make a "boo" gesture, heard the extremely huge cheers in the Camp Nou Stadium, and also noticed the extremely excited faces of the fans who were close to each other. Then... Shaq temporarily changed the way he celebrated the goal, stood there with his arms wide open, and turned around...

"Haha, this kid, are you starting to conquer the Camp Nou?"

Simon Grayson, who was off the court, couldn't help laughing with McAndrew beside him after seeing Shaq's celebration. They knew so well how charming Shaq was. Those goals one after another would not be hostile to Shaq, and they would not have any resistance.

Camp Nou has been trampled by Shaq!
Chapter completed!