Rise of a Football God

"Madrid!" "Madrid!" "Madrid!"

The passionate fans sang loudly.

The Santiago Bernabeu was a cauldron of fire and fury.

The air was electric, charged with the anticipation of 80,000 voices waiting to explode. Every seat was filled, every fan standing, scarves raised in a sea of white and blue and red defiance.

The stadium trembled, not just from the chants but from the sheer weight of history pressing down on the moment.

Real Madrid and Barcelona, neck and neck at the top of La Liga took their first steps onto the pristine pitch, the roar cascading down like a tidal wave.

Flashbulbs erupted from the stands, capturing the gladiators of Spanish football in a blaze of light.

The chants were deafening, Madridistas bellowing "Hala Madrid!" as Cules responded with defiant jeers.

Every touch of the ball in the warm-up was met with a reaction, whistles for the enemy, cheers for the heroes.

The Bernabeu breathe in symphony with the match, its pulse syncing with the drama that was about to unfold.

This was not just any game, it was a game of superstars; Mbappe, Vinicius, Bellingham, Sam, Raphinha, Yamal.

No matter the outcome, it was surely going to a bloodbath at the Bernabeu.

The aroma of freshly cut grass mixed with the lingering scent of flares and adrenaline and for a fleeting second, the world outside did not exist.

The referee's whistle was imminent, the battle for supremacy about to begin, and then…

FWEEEE!

Like a knife, the sound of the referee's whistle cut through the battlefield, and immediately, the pitch exploded into action.

Real Madrid kicked off the game, starting the clash of behemoths.

Thud! Thud!

Embodying Hansi Flick's philosophy, the FC Barcelona players quickly swarmed after their counterparts in the white of Madrid, quickly closing them down as they pressed for the ball aggressively.

But keeping their cool, Madrid rotated the ball around in midfield, giving it to Bellingham who held on to possession long enough, perfectly utilizing the la pausa before sending a threading pass to the left where a certain Vinicius Jnr. lurked.

Bam!

As soon as Bellingham hit the pass, Vinicius moved and Jules Kounde who marked him responded. Enjoy more content from My Virtual Library Empire

Bzzz!

Without touching the ball, the Brazilian did his trickery, flickering with his quick feet and dazzling the Frenchman before erupting away in a burst of speed.

Vinicius dazzled Kounde for a moment, but the Frenchman was not totally fooled, dragging at his jersey and quickly following him.

Vinicius was unable to escape, and so, slowing down as he closed down on the touchline, he started his trickery all over with his rapid feet, trying to dribble past Kounde but the Frenchman was not to be fooled.

Bam!

Vinicius passed but Kounde intercepted, sending the ball out for a corner kick.

It was just a corner kick but jumping, Vinicius waved his arms at the home supporters, riling them up as they responded, roaring like sound monsters.

BOOM!

Grinning, the Brazilian trudged off, allowing the corner kick taker to take the ball. The game was just starting, but the drama already started.

Real Madid took their corner kick and Barcelona successfully defended it.

That first action from Vinicius and Kounde was an accurate premise to what was to follow in this game, absolute cinema.

Have you ever seen a battle between 2 monsters?

Both with unimaginable powers, fearsome beyond imagination, the clash of their wills, their skills, their experience and power, it was a sight to behold.

That was the sight that now played out in the Santiago Bernabeu.

The Madrid attacking unit was electric, Vinicius clearly being the stand-out player as he dazzled with his dribbling, repeatedly testing Jules Kounde who struggled to cope with his pace and electric dribbling.

Kylian Mbappe was an explosive monster, the Frenchman exploding to life an interval with his bursting pace and quick feet, having snuck a few shots already that almost resulted in a goal if not for Ter Stegen's quick reactions.

As for Rodrygo, the Brazilian was a magician, keeping the Madrid attack ticking with his consistent and worrying dribbles.

The Madrid midfield was also electric as they dazzled, Valverde shining in particular as the closest moment in this game came from him.

Having received a cut back pass from Vinicius, as the Uruguayan charged towards the ball, about to take his customary power shot, the Santiago Bernabeu came to life as fans in white rose up around the stadium.

POW!

He hit the ball with absolute venom, sending it towards the top right corner but on top of his game, Ter Stegen managed to pull off a crazy save, tipping the ball just over his post and out for a corner.@@novelbin@@

Camavinga acted as the destroyer this game, playing the Casemiro role as he tried his best to intercept all Barca attacks.

As for their defense, against Barca's attack, they were also as solid as a rock.

Alaba and Rudiger were absolute rocks, consistently making solid tackles and roaring to celebrate every single one like they just won a battle.

The energy in this game was just transcendent.

It was not all Madrid though.

FC Barcelona took the game to their opponents. Afterall, it was a game of pound to pound, the Catalan giants were not ready to cower before their opponents despite this being their home stadium.

Afterall, it was not a game of predator vs prey, it was a game of monster vs monster.

The Catalans played with lethal intent.

Their attack gelled like a well-oiled machine, Sam fully embracing his role as a false 9 to make the attack tick as Raphinha especially dazzled with his endless energy this game even as Lamine Yamal turned Ferland Mendy inside out.

The midfield was just as solid and steady as usual, Frankie De Jong playing a solid game while Pedri strutted his stuff in the middle of the park.

The defense also did its job led by the Uruguayan wall, Ronald Araujo.

With his no-nonsense defending style, the Uruguayan led Pau Cubarsi and the rest of the defense to resist the onslaught of Real Madrid attacks.

To the fans in this stadium, they never got a moment to rest. There was no boring moment as their hearts was kept in their throats throughout.

And finally, in the 23rd minute of this game, the deadlock was broken…, by Real Madrid.

Kylian Mbappe struck!