Modric plays football like someone who dances to his favorite song, and playing football, like dancing, is one of those things that is never forgotten. This season he goes to recital for acting, which stir up a debate, that of its renewal, which seemed amortized not so long ago. In the Pizjuán he shone again to contradict his birth certificate: Modric is not 35 years old, not at least when he dresses short and puts on his boots.
Yesterday, differential in distribution, He was the second Madrid player in good passes (35, with a 92.10% success rate) and in long displacements (4), he led in anticipations (3) and recoveries (8), and left a created chance and a dribble . The statistical map shows a footballer of touch and work, usable for everything. Between that and the second anniversary, on Thursday, of his Ballon d'Or, this is a particularly opportune week to continue demystifying the weight of age, a personal endeavor of the midfielder, who is offended, like the most flirtatious men and women, when this topic comes up.
Modric awaits the call of Madrid
The Croatian made that peak, breaking the Cristiano-Messi duopoly, two years ago, already at 33, and no matter how time advances, its level does not lose a gram of validity. It is as if, on the contrary, he had signed a pact with the devil. This last marathon month speaks of his resistance to the accumulation of kilometers: Since November 8, he has started six games in a row, with 519 minutes out of 540 possible, 96.11%. And we still have to add the 193 out of 270 (71.48%) with Croatia, With which he also remains in the front row of the peloton: he was only dosed in the friendly with Turkey. The minute amounts to 712, 87.9% of the total, without visible traces of fatigue.
That is why Modric, and he reiterated it on November 24, wants to continue in white, the color of his other skin since his signing in 2012 for 30 million. The dream in which he lives today, however, has an expiration date: June 30. But The vinegar, As they nickname him for his fuss when he doesn't win in training, he is convinced that there will be expansion. Although on January 1 he is free to negotiate with whoever he wants, Madrid has not called him yet. While he waits, Luka focuses on what he can control: he takes care of his diet in detail, he arrives in Valdebebas among the first and leaves home as the last. It is understood, tireless, that he plays dancing.