Cádiz 1-Atlético 4 | Forgiveness is asked for goals

“We, the Indians, are Atleti”, which Almudena Grandes wrote and the Cholo team took the Nuevo Mirandilla. The champion Atleti, the Atleti that stands up and continues. In the League, after Wednesday, Milan. With a certain poetic touch, because it was the same eleven who went out to the Nuevo Mirandilla to shout to the world, to football, that verse by Neruda: “We, those of that time, are not the same.” That this was another story. That this was LaLiga. And they were there to stitch up Wednesday’s wound with soccer. But they had not yet settled on the game and already a scare. That in front, Cádiz, a team that competes and knows what it is playing. The clock did not reach the second twenty and Cervera in that play already revealed all his intentions to Cholo: robbery and balls to Lozano, robbery and fast counterattack. The ball gave it up, the ball did not want it, the ball was for an Atleti that was the same as the one on Wednesday but ordered in a different way: 4-4-2, with Lemar on the right, Carrasco on the left and Llorente and Hermoso on the sides. For half an hour they covered the fright with dominance, occasions and danger. He traveled all in some boots, those of that footballer, Lemar, nicknamed Camarón. Cádiz breathes and grows.

From his booty came a Maradonian pass to Carrasco which ended up pulling Haroyan from the ground. They were minutes in which he squeezed Cádiz in his field, on the Lemar brushes and on the back of some deep Carrasco and Llorente. But it was not translated sometimes. The clearest was a ball in Griezmann’s wood that had been born disabled.

Cádiz, meanwhile, did not worry, followed his plan. Steal and run. But hat by hat, first Lozano and then Nephew, spurred, they were wresting the domain with art. Salvi galloped away to stand before Oblak and hit him with a right hand that went to a corner after touching Savic that sounded like gong. Their internships in the rojiblancos began to hurt as before in the yellows the game between the lines of Lemar. Everything was balanced, while the Cholo’s were putting on a Wednesday face. Oblak was not in the photos of the match, but neither was Ledesma. Giménez left (dizzy after a blow to the head in a play in the area), Felipe joined and the clock walked to rest with Cádiz increasingly grown, fighting and winning divided balls, adding game to their steals and runs. Resisting easy, without the need to sweat.

Rest came after Simeone saw Suárez err, just in front of the goal, to miss what Suárez does not miss, and a left-footed shot from Espino, as a reply, that was only a foot away. His predictable team, a bit hasty, with Wednesday floating around him like a ghost’s sheet. The wound is still open, in the absence of goals to sew it.

But there was Lemar, to pull the thread. Because the second part was already starting at the feet of those who never came out, Ledesma and Oblak, now Lozano, now Felipe, two times it was by millimeters, when the little shrimp stuck its head out again. Cádiz is the team that fits the best and the French he sneaked his 1.71 into Ledesma’s goal like a direct bullet to the heart. Goal and assist from Carrasco. The Belgian joined the dance. He put the second to Lemar after a devilish race, but the French made omelette in hand-to-hand against Ledesma. Cádiz grew for ten minutes, all the nerves, again, crossed in the mouth, the frozen heart, the difficult airs, disturbing with a volley from Lozano, with a claw from Negredo as soon as he stepped on the field.

“Atleti is a literary team because it represents values ​​such as resistance, survival and stubbornness”, written by Almudena Grandes and Simeone expired ten minutes later, expiring all the nails stored in the chest. Released. While his footballers hugged each other angrily on the grass. Griezmann had just extended the lead, after Lemar let a center pass from Llorente’s right so that Griezmann impaled him with his right hand first. The groggy Cádiz, did not rise more than the green. Not even when Atleti made the hole bigger, after a quick play, Griezmann-Cunha-Correa, which fell on Ledesma like a submachine gun.

And it wouldn’t be the end, however, even if it seemed like it. Because Cunha always leaves hungry, wanting more, and responded by shooting Ledesma the churrigol of the day. Because it was bizarre. Lozano, from the corner, hit a center that touched Hermoso, flew over the Slovenian’s goal and fell on him … to sneak into his goal. The finale, as a reminder to Simeone, in case he forgot that this season his defense is sometimes soft.ú, that Oblak is more deadly than ever, that his most used verb will always be to suffer.