There was no discussion: an absorbing Real Madrid shook a scruffy Liverpool. He fell short, but such was the white superiority that even Vinicius became an optimist of the goal. A night that you will not forget. The goal brought him together in one of those days that have a universal echo.
Vinicius was the greatest exponent of a Madrid that initially subdued his rival, penalized him for every blunder, which was not few, and avoided the swelling visitor when Salah sealed the 2-1. A round, mature and complete Real that could have closed the tie. Due to football mysteries, Klopp's team can still ruminate on a comeback.
Real MadridCourtois, Nacho, Eder Militao, Ferland Mendy, Lucas Vázquez, Casemiro, Modric, Kroos, Benzema, Vinicius Junior (Rodrygo, min. 84) Marco Asensio (Federico Valverde, min. 69) LiverpoolAlisson, Trent Alexander-Arnold, A. Robertson, Nathaniel Phillips, Ozan Kabak (Roberto Firmino, min. 80), Naby Keita (Thiago, min. 41), Fabinho, Wijnaldum, Mane , Diogo Jota (Shaqiri, min. 80) and Salah Goles1-0 min. 26: Vinicius Junior. 2-0 min. 35: Marco Asensio. 2-1 min. 50: Salah. 3-1 min. 64: Vinicius Junior. Referee Dr. Felix Brych Yellow cards Mane (min. 38), Lucas Vázquez (min. 48), Thiago (min. 55) and Trent Alexander-Arnold (min. 82)
Initially, it was a symposium of administration and management. He was summoned by Real Madrid, a Caesarist in his management of the game. It did not require a Versailles match to reduce Liverpool to ashes, turned into a jug set by the impeccable process of the whites. Because it is flawless when a team closes a first half with two goals in the backpack, generates a couple of more occasions, does not grant a single warning to its goalkeeper and mummifies its most disturbing opponents (Salah, Mané). And with a first foul committed in the 34th minute! An expert opinion typical of those encyclopedic teams, curdled in a thousand similar battles.
Such was the derision that Klopp ordered a relief three minutes before the break. The German put Keita on target and gave Thiago a field. The German coach, so talkative he, did not give a damn about skipping one of the most elementary codes of football. That's how things were for Liverpool.
Both teams left with mended defenses. Liverpool have been dodging the casualties of Van Dijk, Gomez and Matip for a long time. Suddenly, Zidane was left without Varane -covid- , loss added to those of Carvajal and Sergio Ramos. The Real did not flinch, firm, the ranks tight. The panoply of Klopp's group was bizarre. Without their centurions on duty, Liverpool no longer overwhelm with those continuous outbursts that made them defend forward because they had two first-rate guards – Van Dijk, Gomez. Today, it neither goes nor comes.
At the Di Stéfano, Liverpool took 50 minutes to pretend that it was Liverpool, in the world football nomenclature for half a century. Without rhythm and with knotted boots, his staging was clumsy. More than one sprain carried the ball, hurting the feet of the Klopp boys. Bad business when there are guys in front of Casemiro's trade, Modric's expertise, Vinicius's freshness, Benzema's class … And the great Kroos observatory.
Behind the visiting rear there were bargains. A Courtois serve was enough for Vinicius, after an extraordinary control, to threaten the English team. With a rear guard of altar boys, even Vinicius almost caught a goal from the head. Matter of time. Kroos is not Courtois. The German has a vernier on the insteps. From his own field, the German, who monitored the game, put Vinicius in the race, who after a chest do to cushion the ball sent Alisson to the crawl.
Such was the disaster of the reds that he was not in charge of Madrid were already taking care of them. Alexander-Arnold, let's say. It's a lateral with forceps. Precise for the attack, orthopedic for the trench. The man cleared his head towards his corral without noticing the presence of Asensio. A delicate mince on Alisson, very one of those that have illustrated Messi, and to toast (2-0). Liverpool's grotesque in the first act closed with another blunder. Of Kabak, but Alisson, of fluke, deflected Asensio's shot. At rest, a Real in fullness; a Liverpool to the dark room.
A breath of air seemed to warn the Mersey team when, after the truce, Thiago sought the ball for a while. Another chicha. He wasn't genuine Liverpool, but he was already a distant relative. Thus came his first and only auction. Casemiro jumped to the pressure, did not arrive and a foray of Diogo Jota concluded with a rebound and the first footprint of Salah. Lucas avoided the offside. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Liverpool found themselves in the tie. It seemed that the turnaround of the game was real when Mendy crossed over to Mané, heading for a draw. A mirage.
The English team resisted what it took for Vinicius to return to center stage. Asensio had a shot at a counter, but missed the pass. Liverpool, once again calamitous, did their thing. A simple throw-in, with the visitors in the dark, led Modric to meet Vinicius. The Brazilian fired and Alisson was soft
Vinicius left exhausted and Madrid lost some horizon. It was the moment of Lucas, Militao, Nacho … In this Madrid everyone added. In this Liverpool many, many, remained. As many merits of some as demerits of others. Anfield, with Liverpool as a solo walker, will dictate sentence.
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