Liga Santander: The Atlantic, brakes and entanglement | LaLiga Santander 2019

After an electric first half, with 4 goals, he does not finish Sevilla in the second and clicks on his way to the next Champions League

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Usually, the vsperas are usually complicated. Although the head tries to hold on to today, a part thinks, without remedy, in the morning. In the case of the Atlantic, it could have been on Wednesday. In Anfield, for more you are. But none of that. The rojiblancos focused first on Sevilla, because this year, duties in LaLiga are a priority for a morning in the Champions League. The exchange of blows in the first half gave way to the unsuccessful treasure hunt for Simeone's. Again, with the feeling of being halfway again. Over vigor, there was plenty of desire, but falt (again) leading. (Narration and statistics)

The fact is that in the middle of the game, the Atlantic experienced much more intense sensations than, practically, throughout the rest of the season. In the air currency that are usually the first red and white parts, no face or cross came out. It remained in a most traditional singing position that is remembered in the Wanda Metropolitano. It was a first act of high tension, seasoned by an intense dose of VAR, which led Diego (as usual) to the limit Simeone but also to Julen Lopetegui, who tried to be in the same place as the Argentine. That is, as close as possible to that monitor that I decided so much on that boot.

Because on the Madrid lawn, apart from the classic rivalry, an important part of the passport for the next edition of the Champions League was for sale. Hence the rhythm and speed. No one hid anything. The grand insufflation in the previous one, perhaps thinking more about the hard visit to Liverpool that is coming. Although, perhaps, they served as a small push against Sevilla. After a few minutes of crossfire, with flashes of Joao Flix, determined to recover the clairvoyance for which he was signed in summer, the Lopetegui opened the Attic's defense as it happened in his day the waters of the Red Sea opened. Only this time it was not Moiss but Jordn, and it was not with a staff but with his boot. Of course, Savic's colors were taken out. From Jong I danced on the green and undressed Oblak for the first time.

But to this Atlantic, hot flashes seem to revitalize him. It happened two weeks ago, when Villarreal got ahead of the Wanda, and, halfway, last Sunday, neutralizing the initial goal of Espanyol. And in just a quarter of an hour, everything turned upside down. Joao Flix fell into a noise in the area, his companions launched themselves in search of Hernndez Hernndez and he, who was trying to hear the whispers of Gonzlez Fuertes from the VOR room, ending up penalizing a previous hand of Diego Carlos. Things of technology. The point is that MorataThat something was spreading, he had hugged the ball in his lap, as if he actually had a baby. It was the ball destined to break his league league in 2020 and, with a millimeter shot, set his account to zero.

Sevilla was stunned by the matter and the Atlantic with sharp paws. So, minutes later, Koke He stole a ball, drove the kickback precisely and found Joao on his left, who unhooked and scored again, with the help of Kound. In a quarter of an hour, everything was back to normal. Or so it seemed. Hispanics rose quickly from the canvas, Reguiln He ripped one of those miracles from Oblak under his sticks and Trippier ended up knocking down Ocampos. Hernndez's doubts Hernndez again dissipated the VAR. And the Argentine, as he did Jong, deceived Oblak for the second time. Until Philip He could have signed a third-party head, but it would have been too much for one part. It was time to get air again in the locker room.

Joao's change

After the break, two shoes (one from Gudelj and one from Joao Flix) and a Simeone bulb. Beautiful, who had defended the left-handed flank without bragging, left his place to Carrasco and obviously, Salt Take your classic trip to the side. The Atlantic tried to suffocate, but Sevilla took the head out of the threatening water. Marcos Llorente, turned into a kind of pirate, tired of stealing balls, getting in the way and even putting some touch of quality and lungs. Vaclic pointed his glove to the sky to clear a poisoned shot of Carrasco and the bleacher, already lit, burned with the visit of Diego Costa. There are moments in life that claim adrenaline. And nobody oozes more than Costa. Although his legs are leaden by parentheses.

The Atlantic was entrusted to the imagination of Joao Flix, to the culebreos in the area of belt and to the street races of Carrasco, which is no small matter, until Simeone ripped the young Portuguese from the lawn for some inconvenience. The boy went out to the race, while his hobby tried to find the explanation he does not know. TO Vitolo, Costa and Correa had to invent another ending. There was no way. The tie ended up being a delicacy for Sevilla and a very light dish for the locals, who get tangled up again on their way to the next Champions League and they have to keep looking sideways at a good number of threats.