The match looked volcanic due to the return of Vinicius to Mestalla, but after a tense but bloodless night, the eruption ended up being caused by the strange way the referee had to end the match. There was one last corner left, which was going to be the last, but it wasn't. Brahim collected the clearance, turned to center, and then, perhaps with the ball already flying, the whistle blew, Bellingham headed in what would have meant 2-3 and Gil Manzano almost found himself in the center of a brawl. Until then it had been Vinicius' meeting, but not for what was expected. The Brazilian overcame the environmental pressure with two goals, but different than usual. There were two small area shots on a night in which he failed to outwit Foulquier. But it was not enough for Madrid to overcome the good performance displayed by a very intense Valencia.
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Mamardashvili, Foulquier, Gay, Cristhian Ibarguen, Mouctar Diakhaby (89 minutes), Francisco Martinez (72 minutes), Sergi Canos (57 minutes), Javi Guerra (57 minutes), Javi Guerra (57 minutes), Hugo Duro and Yaremchuk (Diego LÃ3pez, min. 57)
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Andriy Lunin, Dani Carvajal, Rüdiger, Ferland Mendy (Fran Garcia, min. 72), Aurelien Tchouameni, Federico Valverde (Nacho, min. 85), Jude Bellingham, Kroos (Modric, min. 63), Camavinga (Joselu, min. 72), Vinicius Junior and Rodrygo (Brahim Diaz, min. 63)
Goals 1-0 min. 27: Hugo Duro. 2-0 min. 30: Yaremchuk. 2-1 min. 50: Vinicius Junior. 2-2 min. 75: Vinicius Junior.
Ãrbitro Jesus Gil Manzano
Yellow cards Yaremchuk (min. 3), Vinicius Junior (min. 71), Federico Valverde (min. 80), Mouctar Diakhaby (min. 82) and Joselu (min. 99)
Real had come out to lull the game, to lower the pulse of a clash that had been heating up for almost ten months, rocking the ball from one side to the other in the distance. But Valencia had not gone for the same thing, but rather to rise to the excitement, and riding it, derail the rival's control. In the first 30 seconds, they had already thrown Rodrygo and Vinicius to the grass with fouls.
Baraja sent his people to push very high, to seek to cause failures in that soft control of Madrid. Kroos, Valverde and Camavinga kidnapped the ball at the beginning, as if waiting for not only the rival to get tired, but also the stands that gave Vinicius the whistle bell. The Brazilian entered the field with a low heart rate. He barely received the ball, he got rid of it. He seemed willing to do little, but little was the only threat. He put Bellingham in the area with a pass from the outside and the first time he launched himself into the race, more than 20 minutes after the start, Foulquier knocked him down when he was a hand's breadth away from stepping on the goal. area.
The rest of Madrid was that thick circulation with which he let time pass. Valencia didn't feel the ball much, but they eagerly awaited the moment. Javi Guerra caught a bad pass, got rid of Camavinga with a good dribble and unleashed chaos. He found Foulquier on the right, who advanced to the baseline pursued by Vinicius. The Brazilian stole, but he lost it immediately and the Frenchman managed to get a cross to the other side. He fell to Fran PÃ © rez, who shot poorly, but Hugo Duro, with extraordinary reflexes, converted the bad shot into a good pass and headed into the net.
The goal disconcerted Madrid so much that Carvajal made a mistake on a simple pass. Yaremchuk picked up the gift, avoided his compatriot Lunin and left Real with the second. He had shown up at Mestalla as if he were there to bring world peace and was met with two blows from which it took him a while to wake up. They had the ball, but control of the midfield had fallen into the hands of Javi Guerra and Pepelu, two not so recent arrivals who have acquired a formidable hierarchy.
Carvajal began to wake up Ancelotti's team, who had made the 2-0 mistake and redeemed himself with a low pass into the area that beat Mamardashvili and Vinicius came to meet him to get closer to the break on the scoreboard. .
Real left diplomacy in the locker room and Valencia began to feel the threat. Bellingham set up a defender with a cut in the area and Mamardashvili kicked out what already seemed to be inside. Baraja understood what was coming and did not want to let it grow. He intervened and introduced Guillamón and Diego López, who barely entered, had a shot one meter from the line. But it was Lunin's turn for the impossible: he also saved the goal with his feet and kept Madrid in the fight.
Ancelotti understood that the time of Kroos's Cartesianism had ended and opted for the creative disorder of Modric, who entered accompanied by Brahim. The man from Malaga devours every moment. He is an unfathomable agitator. He sent a shot with the outside very close to the post and shortly after put the ball floating towards the goal, Vinicius caught the butterfly with his head and scored again.
Madrid looked for more and Valencia was still on fire. They exchanged blows until Gil Manzano unleashed the final chaos.
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