0-0: La Real ends up muddy

La Real has lost the lead by not being able to get past the draw against Valencia who came with a very specific plan and which they executed to perfection. The txuri urdin fell into the trap and away from their football were absorbed by that special spirit that the teams of Bordalás they print to their parties. All this with the acquiescence of a Melero Lopez turned into an accomplice and finished giving the finishing touch to the team of Imanol, which saved at least one point.

With a team of Bordalás a curious thing happens. Everyone knows what to expect and no one is able to avoid it. What’s more, reality ends up beating the imagination and if on top of that the one who beeps is a guy like Melero LopezWithout any criteria, despair ends up seizing not only the protagonists who walk on the lawn, but also the public.

La Real wanted, but could not. First, because in front of Valencia they raised a match in which only Guedes it was somehow freed from the work of pressure and retraction, forming a concrete block with hardly any cracks. Those of Imanol They did not find a way to break the Valencian resistance and the few times they cracked the visiting fortress, there was always a grab, a trip or a push that canceled the advantage. The worst of all is that Melero Lopez He allowed it as if nothing happened.

In that other football that the teams of Bordalás they dominate perfectly, Getafe … sorry, Valencia, played to drive their rival mad. Foulquier made of Trace, facing Isaac, with Barrenetxea, with Januzaj… with whoever it takes. AND Racic exercised Arambarri, scratching anyone who passed by with the ability not to be admonished.

In that scenario, the Real did not know how to handle themselves and went to the locker room with the only balance of a shot on goal from Isaac that Cillessen he stopped with a good hand. It was the ideal match for Valencia.

The start of the second half seemed to reveal a more ambitious Valencia, with several arrivals on the left wing and a shot from Soler that caught Remiro. It did not last long.

La Real continued to navigate in mediocrity, mired in provocations and without any clarity with the ball. Imanol then resorted to Zubimendi already Oyarzabal, who was returning after a month injured.

The changes did not alter the appearance of the party. Valencia had hands and feet tied to the Real, prey to impotence in the face of the impunity that the Valencians enjoyed.

And in the end what was feared happened. In an exit against Aritz he was treacherously struck from behind by Wass; Beasain’s made the gesture of wanting to hit him with his feet and Melero Lopez showed him the red one. Bordalás He must have been proud on his bench.

That action ended up unhinging the Real players, who openly entered the rag in each simulation, in each foul. The game had gotten out of hand Melero López, the typical thing that happens to a bad referee.

The most relevant in attack happened in the extension time. Zubimendi did not arrive by centimeters to a good shipment of Oyarzabal, a shot of Gayà from the front he caught it down Remiro, the headbutt of Maxi coming from behind hit in Norman in the most dangerous action of Valencia and in the last the lack of Soler he walked in front of the realistic goal without finding a finisher. Losing would have been …