Barcelona 0-Bayern 3 | Portrait of impotence

Mike Tyson, who could be the closest thing to Bayern Munich for Barça, one day uttered the famous phrase “everyone has a plan until I drop the first punch.” Barça came out to play against Bayern with a plan. The problem was in knowing how Koeman's team was going to react as soon as the first slap landed, which was going to be sooner rather than later. After the first mucus blower, Barça fell until they were defeated 0-3 in a match that represents a portrait of impotence of a Barça that to try to make up the drama ended up playing making a toast to the youth.

On the way out, Barcelona could not avoid the feeling of facing their most intimate fears against Bayern from the beginning. Partly because of the casualties that mediated the line-up and also because the Lisbon scar continues to disfigure the skin of a Barça every day more worn out. Therefore, to Koeman was left with no other option to go out to play the match as if it were the Stalingrad resistance. He had a plan, that the first blow would go to hell. What remained to be seen is whether he had another.

From the outset, Plan A was clear: it was limited to closing spaces behind, not losing balls in the middle and trying to catch some in attack. Behind, only Araújo made the grade while Piqué drove the team too much and Eric suffered in the turns of the Bavarian attackers. The center of the field did not collaborate either and two losses by Sergi Roberto and Busquets were about to create chaos. Ahead, Luuk de Jong lowered all possible balls and Memphis fought alone against a German defense that left Neuer unprecedented in the first half.

The slap came just after half an hour of the game when Müller took advantage of the self-absorption of the Blaugrana defense that allowed him a shot from the front that hit Eric's ass and dislodged a Ter Stegen who had saved the first goal fifteen minutes earlier Bayern shot by Sané.

Bayern's goal opened up a dilemma for Barça: change the plan at the cost of receiving greater punishment, or continue holding on at the expense of the more than obvious danger of a second blow.

As Barcelona started the second half with less ambition than an unemployed person with a guaranteed pension, Bayern took a step forward due to the action of inertia and Ter Stegen found himself again with the responsibility of avoiding the drama. Six minutes into the second half, he avoided Sané's goal with his foot, but at the Camp Nou there was a feeling that it was a matter of time before the second German goal arrived. Specifically, five minutes, which was the time it took Lewandoski to score the 0-2 after a shot to the post by Musiala in a play in which the Germans shot three times before the passivity of the locals.

If before the first blow there was no plan, with the second there was nothing left but to wait for a miracle and Koeman decided to go the way of the young. He withdrew Busquets and Sergi Roberto to enter Gavi and Demir. Put to lose, lose to the young. Shortly after, Mingueza and Coutinho entered, who was returning to play a game with Barça, and Balde, who entered for an already demolished Alba. Barça decided to play at the end of the game with an almost beardless team that innocently threatened some Bavarians who they waited for their moment to score their third goal, from Lewandoski, of course, to give a Barça a bath of reality that he could not even tickle the Germans, that to which they unleashed the first slap they dismantled any plan of those of Koeman.