LaLiga no longer supports accounts. The pages of the calendar are falling and Madrid does not give in. He has quality, he has intensity and he has champion pride, about all that. And she likes to come back. The second part of him at Pizjuán remains to be remembered: he scored three goals and the referee, or the referee-foggy room combination to be more precise, deprived him of another, in which I was not able to see Vinicius’s hand. The party was loaded with controversies in quantity to feed the complaints of any of the two parties. An arbitration disaster redeemed by Madrid’s reaction, by the way he turned the game around and even by how he celebrated it, in a hug from Alirón.
There is no other choice, however, than to dedicate a paragraph to Cuadra Fernández and his partner in the foggy room, Iglesias Villanueva. The first thing was a very visible hand from Diego Carlos, an undoubted penalty for the New Testament. Then he forgave a second drawer card to Camavinga, with which he moved the grievance aside. All that before the break. In the second half, Vinicius’ goal was annulled, due to a supposed hand, decision maintained after being notified by Iglesias Villanueva and review. That he, by the way, he did not notify him of the hand of Diego Carlos. Óliver would claim a previous foul by Carvajal at 2-2, but it seemed like a complete story to me.
A filthy arbitration, in short, ugly decoration for a vibrant game in which Sevilla did their best in the first half and went ahead with two goals, both with the collaboration of Militao. Then she backed down and that’s where she was wrong. Ancelotti took out Rodrygo, who between Chelsea and Sevilla has accumulated merits. He, Benzema and Vinicius put the necessary clarity in the area to make sense of the general push. The faith of this Madrid is impressive, that kind of awareness of invincibility that has been imbued, that desire to fight despite the mattress of points that it enjoys in LaLiga. This team is there for whatever it takes.