Santander League: Vibrant round trip between Valencia and Atltico | LaLiga Santander 2019

The whole of Celades, led by an incisive Ferran Torres, enclose the rojiblancos in the second part (2-2)

• 2-2 in Mestalla.
  

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The Atletico may have consumed all the flattery, but it is still a team that knows how to get afloat. Valencia may have lost the glow of lighting, even part of the trade won in two seasons of return to the elite, but it maintains Mestalla as an incorrupt temple and never loses faith. Blow after blow, none was willing to pass a train that is destined for the next Champions League.

The rojiblancos if not for quality try to win by gallons. That they stumble in the area, clench their teeth and assert their muscles in the spinal cord. Ah is almost indestructible and from there it grows to, even in isolated plays, wipe away the cry of being too far from the fight for the League.

In Mestalla it didn't show much more. He didn't even force Morata, who waited for Liverpool on the bench until the game started. Because Valencia has a hard time finding a way to break it. It is not easy, Celades. It is impossible to lay the foundations for the future of a team constantly broken by injuries. Not even chicken pox, which caught the newly arrived Florenzi gets rid.

Red and White Cobweb

Among the bad options you have to choose the best ones, which last night went by to look at Atalanta and play without Rodrigo Moreno – the scorer who maintains because they could not pay neither Attic or Bara -, without Coquelin's oxygenated oxygen to an exhausted couple and with a central premiere like Mangala. Too much risk. And yet, fight it tirelessly.

He tried to avoid the red-and-white web, stripped his captain of creative responsibility, and sought to open the field looking for the spark that would blow up Simeone's rear guard. Ferran and Guedes, in preseason, were the weapons with which to open the field and look for the fissure of a perfect chord that suffocates the rivals even if it costs him to finish them off.

The theory will soon disassemble the Valencianists. Atleti already took advantage of the Atleti of its defensive hole. Correa slipped away from the band and his center left Paulista dead for Llorente to beat Jaume Domenech. They were already in their natural habitat, that of saving results.

Ferran challenged Lodi again and again without enough fortune, Gay was desperate to shout for bands and Parejo didn't even force Koke because he didn't touch the ball. But Valencia touched the area of ​​Oblak without the Atletico stepping on that of Jaume again. The advantage seemed short. So much that, in the 40th minute, the strategy in a corner kick made Maxi, from the second post, serve the tie to Gabriel Paulista.

Subscriber to the comeback

Mestalla celebrated the balance of forces when the error arrived. Maysculo Of captain and lieutenants. Thomas stole the ball from Parejo and rode alone on the way from the goal to the edge of the break.

The wind had stopped blowing too soon and again it was time to paddle. But Valencia does not weigh. It is a team paid to the comeback and once again did. Prob Ferran, but after each overflow another insurmountable wall appeared. The draw came again, standing still. The lack to the heart of the area of ​​Parejo the Kondogbia caz from the ground and seized by Llorente.

Valencia ranks behind Ferran Torres, the blatant unrenewed youth squad who was able to find the hole by pushing the Atletico based on whips and centers that forced Oblak to hold the marker. Gameiro tried him and also Gay with two unstoppable left-handed shots. Simeone's were breathing and they even sought to surprise Jaume, but the madness in which the game was encouraged by a grandstand delivered died with the injury of Gabriel Paulista. For rest of the Atlantic.