Chapter 307: Fastest goal
On the day of the match, as the two teams walked onto the field from the player tunnel, the entire Santiago Bernabéu erupted into deafening cheers. Real Madrid fans occupied most of the seats in the stands, but there was still a small section left for the visitors from Barcelona.
Wang Feng silently surveyed the opposing half of the field. Hmm, they were all familiar faces: goalkeeper Valdés, defenders Thuram, Puyol, Van Bronckhorst, and Márquez, midfielders Xavi, Deco, and Iniesta, and forwards Eto'o, Messi, and Ronaldinho. Except for Messi, everyone else had crossed paths with Wang Feng before, so they were all very familiar with each other.
As the Spanish referee, Sánchez, blew the whistle to start the match, Real Madrid kicked off.
"Good evening, everyone. Welcome to Spanish Broadcasting Television. We are currently live broadcasting a key match of the seventh round of La Liga, with Real Madrid hosting Barcelona."
"We can see Real Madrid kicking off first. Now let me introduce the starting lineups for both sides. In goal for Barcelona, number 1, Valdés."
"What? What just happened? A goal! Goooooooooooal! Wang Feng scores!"
"Oh my God, just seven seconds into the game, Real Madrid has breached Barcelona's defense. Is this real? I can hardly believe it!"
"Let's take a look at the replay. Wang Feng kicked off, passed to Raúl, surged forward, received the ball back from Diarra in the back, Diarra passed to Guti."
"Guti sent a long ball directly into Barcelona's penalty area, and Wang Feng had already rushed there! He's so fast, the Barcelona defense had no time to react!"
"Valdés rushed out to block, but Wang Feng chipped the ball over him with a volley. Real Madrid leads 1-0!"
"Too fast, this goal is too fast. Real Madrid scored this goal in just 7.53 seconds, breaking the record for the fastest goal in La Liga!"
After scoring this rapid goal, Wang Feng excitedly ran to the sidelines, leaping over the advertising boards to interact with the fans, causing waves of screams and cheers.
Soon, Guti, who had delivered the exquisite assist, came behind him, jumping onto Wang Feng's back, shouting, "You really did it, this feels like a dream!"
In fact, they had specifically practiced this tactic before the match, as part of their aggressive start, although Coach Schuster thought its success rate was low. But they achieved unexpected success on their first attempt!
Wang Feng's speed and Guti's long pass were essential elements of this goal, so when their teammates arrived, they surrounded the two to congratulate them. This goal would surely go down in La Liga history.
Meanwhile, the Barcelona players looked bewildered, their eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment, as they had not yet grasped how they fell behind.
So, when the game resumed, it took them a long time to adjust their mindset. They futilely passed the ball around in the middle and backfield, while Real Madrid continued their pressing strategy. One goal was not a guarantee.
"Barcelona seems to still be immersed in conceding the first goal," said Tanté Sánchez, a guest commentator in the Spanish Broadcasting Television studio. He was a Barcelona legend and former team captain.
"They should reduce meaningless passes and penetrate into the opponent's front court instead of being indecisive under Real Madrid's pressure. Come on, warriors of Catalonia!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Real Madrid launched another attack. This time, Reyes intercepted a pass from Xavi in midfield and then fed the ball to Wang Feng on the right.
Wang Feng controlled the ball at his feet, facing the pressure from Puyol, he used a feint to deceive the opponent before gently poking the ball through the legs of the Spanish defender, then chased after the ball towards the baseline.
"A beautiful feint to bypass Puyol's defense!" exclaimed the TV commentator excitedly.
On the sidelines, Sánchez added with frustration, "The feint was originally Ronaldinho's signature move, but Wang Feng executed it so smoothly."
"Wang Feng is not just a player who relies on speed and strength to play football, otherwise he wouldn't often create brilliant solo plays, even dribbling past seven players on the World Cup stage. He simply attacks with the simplest and most efficient methods."
"Let's see how he organizes this time."
Wang Feng positioned himself near the baseline as if to cut diagonally into the penalty area, drawing the attention of Marcos at the near post, while he used his left foot to redirect the ball backward before Puyol arrived, sending in a cross.
The ball passed between Puyol and Marcos, straight to the edge of the small area where Raúl was unmarked. He easily raised his foot to shoot.
But Barcelona goalkeeper Valdés performed exceptionally well, managing to parry the close-range shot, although due to the ball's force, he could only push it out instead of holding onto it.
The Barcelona defenders immediately chased after the ball, wanting to clear it out of danger, but there was someone faster than all of them, Real Madrid's number 10, Wang Feng, who arrived before everyone else and slotted in the rebound into the empty net!
"A goal! Goooooooooooooooooal! Wang Feng's follow-up shot in front of the goal, helping Real Madrid expand their lead. In less than thirty minutes of the game, they are already leading by two goals!"
"The Galacticos seized an unexpected opportunity. After Wang Feng broke through the defense on the wing and crossed, Raúl had a great chance inside the penalty area, but he missed the goal."
"Just when everyone thought the home team's attack was in vain, the Chinese superstar had already rushed into the penalty area to follow up. He was the first to reach the ball's landing point and easily slotted it into the empty net!"
Sánchez analyzed from the sidelines, "This goal was due to Barcelona's defensive line having problems. We can see from the slow-motion replay that Wang Feng immediately entered the penalty area after the pass, but the defenders Puyol and Marcos just stared blankly as the ball reached Raúl's feet, without choosing to mark him."
"This is the difference between world-class forwards and top defenders. Wang Feng is always moving into space, but top defenders only focus on whether they can defend against the opponent at that moment, without thinking about the next move."
"I hope this goal can wake up Barcelona. They have wasted too much time, and Real Madrid's defense has not yet experienced any pressure so far, which is unbelievable."
After the goal, Wang Feng found Raúl and hugged him, while the Spaniard lamented, "How could I miss such an opportunity?" Wang Feng laughed heartily, "If you don't want to score, then of course, I'll take the chance."
Two goals behind, Barcelona seemed to wake up from a dream. They intensified their attack. In the 34th minute of the first half, Xavi orchestrated an attack in the frontcourt, sending a through ball into Messi's path inside the penalty area, but his shot was saved by Casillas.
Before the end of the first half, Barcelona created another chance. Thuram intercepted at the back and passed to Deco, who then played a series of passes with Xavi in midfield, advancing towards the Real Madrid half.
Reaching the 30-meter mark, Xavi lofted a pass into the penalty area, where Eto'o held off Salgado's pressure, lifting his left foot to attempt a volley, but unfortunately, the ball went slightly over the crossbar.
Finally, the referee Sánchez blew the whistle for the end of the first half, with Real Madrid leading 2-0.
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