2023-09-28 23:55:36
The euphoria is intense, unusual, fleeting. Perhaps its human beauty lies in these three adjectives so distant from those of any life; because the brief moments of exalted joy make the drowsiness and, in the best of cases, the usual tranquility more bearable. Atlético de Madrid, perhaps because it is old and tragic, knows instant happiness well, it fears it even after suffering a thousand blows to the chin when smiling, but when it manages to tame it and transform it into something more than a passing sensation, it is a fearsome entity. Simeone’s team, the same one that not too long ago lost with a bang at Mestalla – or was deprived of victory in Rome by a goal from the rival goalkeeper in the last play of the match – had a packed night in the derby and built a shell of illusion around her. And, despite the thousand attacks by Osasuna or the push of the noisy and wild El Sadar in the face of the obvious superiority of their team, it is very difficult to compete against a happy team.
Atlético jumped onto the Pamplona grass ready to play football similar to what Real Madrid suffered at the Metropolitano. The red and white team attacked happily, did damage on the wing on the back of a great Samuel Lino and was grateful for Koke’s calmness. Saul, in the process of becoming the footballer he once was, energized the red and white attack and won each individual duel; while Morata, with the relief of recent goals on his shoulders, was dangerously stalking Aitor Fernández’s goal. However, Atlético was missing flashes of quality from its best man: Antoine Griezmann.
The first quarter of an hour of the match passed and Osasuna woke up. He had not won at El Sadar yet this season; The rush was evident in a team that has lost restraint and, above all, quality compared to last year. Because despite the talent of Aimar In the red core, it is not the same that the overflow falls on Abde than on Mojica. The differences are bleeding.
A superlative Lino
After several timid shots by Morata, the first big chance of the match was a long shot by Torró that brushed Oblak’s right post. He warned Osasuna as he historically did at home: by decantation. However, a minute later, in the twenty, a huge cross from Lino towards his own Morata It bounced off Aitor’s chest. The ball, tilted and with little danger under its belt, fell to the left foot of Griezmann, who in his first trip into the rival area made it 0-1. Great volley from the Frenchman, forcing the ball to bounce to confuse the local goalkeeper.
Atlético embraced an early lead; It became gigantic in a numerous low block and found in Lino a potosí to explore a large estate against the backlash. But as so often happens, comfort precedes the storm.
Osasuna, with a deep wound to its pride, returned from the locker room with anger. He pushed Atleti against their goal, scored the tying goal with a great header from David Garcia –canceled by the WAS due to a dubious slap by Aimar on Giménez – and died on the edge of a tie that he finally deserved. Already in the twilight of the crash, moments before the childish self-expulsion of the Chimy Avila y Morata In a repeated exhibition of mutual blows and insults, the young talent Riquelme He took advantage of a nice inside pass from Lino, calmly dribbled past Aitor and made the final 0-2 so that Atlético could prolong their happiness.
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