Real Madrid-Celta Lucas, Asensio and vice versa

Lucas, Asensio and vice versa. The extremes returned normality to Madrid, which already has a diagnosis of its instability: he handles well with the teams that are looking for him and loses consciousness with those who await him. Celta is one of the first. Good taste, certain pretensions, players on the right foot, the purpose of not winning in any way and very blunt if you lose Aspas. The favorite prey of a Madrid smarter than brilliant, more solid than gunner. If he was tolerant with Elche, Celta didn't get one.

As the proclamation says that to persist is to win, Madrid's line-ups have been twins for a long time. Also the matches: the rival raids his home to rob him soon and far and they put Kroos, the team's navigator, a sentry to muddy his exit. So the thing is all or nothing. If that first line of pressure works, it comes out expensive. If Madrid saves her, she touches the cross. In half a minute, at the dawn of the game, one and the other happened. Nolito put Aspas in front of Courtois with an uncomfortable Madrid. The top scorer bit her and beat the goalkeeper but not Nacho, who had smelled toast behind the Belgian's back. And in the return, Asensio escaped the trap and delivered a velvet shipment to the second post headed by Lucas Vázquez, pain reliever for everything, to the network. One of those plays in which extremes meet. One of those centers that are exchanged for points. Asensio doesn't like the left too much, but there is a future for him.

Carvajal's volley

Madrid received, at the start, two shoves. The first is that he took Celta as a premium team and for those occasions he wears war paintings. With the lower ones, on the other hand, his eyelids fall. The second is that Coudet has taken the middle street and turned it into an avenue. He has brought the good guys together, has taken away their complexes and has given them the ball. A great plan if they keep it. If they take it away, they give away many spaces and offer little withdrawal, Save yourself Renato Tapia and whoever can. In short, the paradise of this Madrid, whose main flaw is the lack of patience (and skill) to open safes.

Thus, the game was transforming in the sense indicated by the scoreboard, with a permanent proposal from Celta and his silk midfield and a big cat wait from Madrid. The expectations were high and the results few, because Coudet's team barely found Aspas, the alpha and omega of Celta, whom football, outside of Vigo, has not taken very seriously. Not even the selectors. But he is one of the VIPs of this League. And Madrid did not find an opportunity before the break to put a second blow. None against had a good ending. He only scared again with a volley from Carvajal, which has taken a liking to luck.

Aspas' injury

The second half got off to a dramatic start for Celta. After a foul from Nacho, Aspas had to retire with his hand on his thigh. Bad that he left the game, worse that it was not a matter of a day. You already know how the Vigo team will do without him. In a minute Madrid reminded him. Murillo got a bad pass, Modric guessed it, which is a brush and a brush, prose and poetry, and the matter ended with Araujo against four Madridistas. This time the pass was from Lucas and the shot, single, from Asensio. The first goal turned upside down.

With that half resolved Hazard arrived. The plan, it is clear, is to rehome him when the house is in order. There will be timeso that he puts it in order. Neither with him nor without him did Madrid lose the application or order. That encouraged Zidane to open his hand a little with that wardrobe bottom that sometimes seems like a bottomless closet. Odegaard returned, who had been swallowed up by the earth, and even Mariano had a few minutes to unload Benzema's legs. However, it will cost the French to increase the dose of substitutes. Reality has shown that they are not all the same, it is that some are not alike.