In the 8th minute of the game, Zhuo Cunzhi received the ball in the middle, dribbled straight in, Carlos kept chasing, but the rhythm was always in Zhuo Cunzhi's control.

What's even more embarrassing for Carlos is that he can only face Zhuo Cunzhi's attack alone, neither central defender Parker nor midfielder Guti can help him much.

Parker is not good enough, and Guti shouldn't be a midfielder at all!

With two more steps, Zhuo Cunzhi can easily cross, Carlos glanced at his eyes, and he already saw Eto'o's figure!

Can't let that Cameroonian score!

This is a request from the head coach before the game.

It's not easy to do, but it's the goal of every Real Madrid player.

It doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong, what matters is that if Samuel Eto'o performs well, these superstars will be disgraced!

Looking at Zhuo Cunzhi, who pulled away from his position, Carlos observed him carefully.

Inexplicably, Carlos felt that Zhuo Cunzhi's speed had slowed down.

To be precise, it felt like his pace was slowing down.

Bet!

Carlos stepped down directly, and a flying shovel was aimed directly at Zhuo Cunzhi!

Zhuo Cunzhi made the action of stopping the ball, who would have thought that Carlos's tackle would come so quickly.

Caught off guard, Zhuo Cunzhi fell to the ground, and the ball was shoveled out of the bottom line by Carlos.

In the stands, the cheers of Real Madrid fans were heard.

"Look, he still can't do it!" Paulino said mockingly.

Naturally, the object of his taunts was not Carlos, who had successfully defended.

"Didn't you say that you won't announce your respective positions?" Barmond's eyes widened.

"I can't help it!" Paulino is a grumpy.

"It's okay, I've already found out where you two stand." Guzmán said indifferently, "I will not be influenced by your opinions, you can shout whatever you want." ”

"How do you know?" Barmond asked in surprise, and on the other side, Paulino couldn't help but let out a boo.

It seems that he is also suffocated.

On the field, Xiao Luo took the initiative to find Zhuo Cunzhi, and after discussing it, he gave up the opportunity for this corner kick to Zhuo Cunzhi.

'If you do well in the national derby, the fans will probably support you. Xiao Luo said with a smile.

“…… It doesn't matter if it's all said. Zhuo Cunzhi shook his head, but he didn't refuse.

Standing at the penalty spot of the corner kick again, Zhuo Cunzhi had a strange sense of familiarity.

At Barcelona, he could not have the same privileges as in Aachen, and with the reason he voluntarily gave up, he had not been in the position of a corner for a long time.

Shaking his head slightly, Zhuo Cunzhi didn't think about it anymore.

There are not many tall players in Barcelona, and there are only two players who can score headers, Zhuo Cunzhi.

Even the two of them are no taller than 185cm.

La Liga is a skillful league after all, and few teams rely on headers to win.

Fortunately, for the same reason, among Real Madrid's defensive players, only Pavon is tall enough, at 188cm.

However, Zhuo Cunzhi had studied the videotape before, so he naturally knew that his air supremacy was not outstanding.

On the contrary, Samuel, which is called the rock, needs to be paid more attention.

And at this moment, Samuel is defending Eto'o.

Subconsciously, Zhuo Cunzhi is like passing the ball to Puyol.

It is Pavon who is defending Puyol now, but Zhuo Cunzhi believes that Puyol can suppress Pavon with his better prediction ability and superb jumping ability!

However, the next moment, Zhuo Cunzhi saw Eto'o's gaze.

Zhuo Cunzhi passed the ball to the far corner where Eto'o was!

On the other side, Samuel and Eto'o were constantly engaged in physical confrontation, and they felt very uncomfortable.

He almost came to Real Madrid as the "world's No. 1 central defender" and was regarded as a savior.

With outstanding strength and coming to the strongest team in the world, Samuel Ben feels that everything is so bright!

However, after coming to Real Madrid, especially after seeing the team's lineup, Samuel felt like he was being pitted -

The center-back partner is Pavon, not to mention this, Florentino's strategy is clear to everyone, and he has been prepared for it.

The problem is the position of the lower back.

Have you seen Beckham Gauguti's ultra-luxury double midfield lineup?

At least, Samuel hadn't seen it, and was even scared to pee!

Such a lineup is not harmful enough, but even more harmful are its own two full-backs.

Both Salgado and Carlos are of a very high level, both world-class full-backs.

Carlos, in particular, is completely at a historical level.

It stands to reason that Samuel should be happy to have two of his team-mates at the back.

However, the fact is that these two teammates like to step forward to help attack, plus two unreliable back-back combinations, and an even more unreliable "young" teammate, Samuel often has to rely on the strength of the "world's No. 1 central defender" to compete with the opponent's various flashy attacking combinations!

Two fists are hard to beat four hands!

It's like at this moment Samuel has predicted that Zhuo Cunzhi passed the ball here, and he hurriedly set off and wanted to jump, but Larsen behind him was cunning and cunning, giving him a hook kidney around his waist!

True to the man known as the rock, Samuel managed to resist without twisting and successfully blocked Eto'o's header!

Eto'o still got it, but he didn't have enough strength, but fortunately the angle was remote enough.

Casillas misjudged and could only pounce on the ball in an attempt to keep the ball down.

He did it!

He blocked the ball!

However, in a hurry, he didn't have time to adjust his hand and continued to save the ball into the box!

At this time, Eto'o, who has an excellent sense of rebound, has already rushed out and grabbed this second point!

Samuel's consciousness and ball intelligence are no less than Eto'o's, but he hasn't recovered from his misfortune just now, not to mention that Eto'o's start is much faster than him.

Seeing Eto'o grab the landing spot, Samuel's first reaction was not disappointment, but anger -

What about his teammates?

No matter how good Eto'o's consciousness is, he will need time to adjust his balance.

If you have excellent awareness, others can grab this landing point first!

Looking around angrily, Samuel saw Pavon, and even more so the dazed and desperate look in his eyes.

The next moment, a roaring shout rang out at the pitch at Camp Nou.

“goooooooooooooooooooooooal！！！”

Samuel sighed, and while secretly shaking his head in his heart, he also made up his mind-

Next season, just next season, he must leave Real Madrid!

Partner with these unreliable teammates, whoever wants to come!

At this moment, Samuel sincerely misses Serie A, Roma, and especially his mentor Capello.