Espanyol and debauchery

Prodigal son. Long live the debauchery, the area to area, the impulsive, fast attacks, from hands to the head, from exalted hearts. This is how the last 25 minutes of Espanyol-Levante were lived, with clenched teeth, with 3-3 on the scoreboard and the two teams in search of the three points, which finally fell into the hands of a Espanyol who found himself again after a bad first half. Puado, the prodigal son, converted the 4-3. A few goals, both, that he will never forget.

Freeway without tolls. The match had different episodes, such as the Casa de Papel, with a Levante who wanted to steal the points from one of LaLiga’s flagship stadiums. A Coliseum where the invaders end up devoured, also Levante, which was believed victorious thanks to the defensive errors of a disconnected Espanyol and with common problems. Your right wing must have joined the new regulations for motorways in Catalonia. There are no tolls anymore, anyone can access without barriers. It does not matter if it is Janujaz with Real, Álvaro García in Vallecas or a De Frutos that drove Aleix Vidal crazy, imprecise and out of date once again. Along that lane, at full speed, a gap opened that began to be worrying.

The anarchists. And that, speaking of gaps, the one that Darder made in Vallecas with 11 points, did not prevent him from hitting the brilliant 1-0 with which the match began. Only six minutes had passed when the Mallorcan executed a high-difficulty shot with the outer instep that kissed the net. An individual action to rescue a Espanyol with collective problems, which as always cost him to press and weave positional attacks with order, annulled by a militarized Levante and the shackles of some anarchic players, who understand the game from free will and not from the basic rules.

Usual suspects. One of them is Embarba, crestfallen and failing, who ended up on the ground in a feigned penalty that was the spitting image of despair. Nothing comes out to the extreme, he does not assist or thrash, does not overflow, and does not close the band either. His anarchy despaired Morlanes, the common sense midfielder who is paying for football thingsTheir contribution to the team is as useful as it is necessary to grow collectively, but it always ends up being marked because there is always more suspicion of those who build than those who destroy.

Two glances. A Espanyol that acted as a harmonic block in the chaos of the second half against a dangerous Levante in the spaces, very alive despite being in hell. In that madness, players like RdT, Nico Melamed o Puado made the differences. From his boots was born that 4-3 that he raised to a stand that had passed through all possible states and that is still in love at the RCDE Stadium with a team that, although the mountain is high, is capable of knocking it down. A game that Moreno did not like so much, who prefers to have everything under control. But isn’t it the mission of football to also get the fans excited?