Rodrygo, in the action of the 3-2.PIERRE-PHILIPPE MARCOU / AFP
When Real Madrid seemed most popular, Rodrygo appeared from the waiting room and it was Inter who was groggy.
Football winks in a game with a lot of marrow.
An exhilarating duel that both took as terminal.
A capital game with curves for both of them from which a Madrid saved by Rodrygo's bell, who had been in the dark room for a while, came out with flying colors.
His blow to the table could not have been more opportune for a Real who had no other bullets left.
And Inter, demanding from start to finish, was not a little walk.
Not much less.
At Di Stéfano, Real and Inter honored Don Alfredo, who fought more than one battle as a target against the centurion Italian team of the sixties.
For Madrid he contributed to a full-length match, without bagpipes.
A meeting of those only available to first class brigade members.
Real Madrid and Inter, two colossi of European football, two clubs from yesterday and today, with the nut squeezed by their gutters in the first days of this European Cup.
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Real MadridCourtois, Sergio Ramos, Lucas Vázquez, Ferland Mendy, Varane, Federico Valverde, Casemiro, Kroos (Modric, min. 77), Hazard (Vinicius Junior, min. 63), Benzema and Marco Asensio (Rodrygo, min. 63) InterS .
Handanovic, Alessandro Bastoni, D'Ambrosio, de Vrij, Achraf Hakimi, Brozovic, Ashley Young, Barella (Gagliardini, min. 77), Vidal (Nainggolan, min. 86), Perisic (Alexis, min. 77) and Lautaro Martínez
Goals1-0 min.
24: Benzema.
2-0 min.
32: Sergio Ramos.
2-1 min.
34: Lautaro Martínez.
2-2 min.
67: Perisic.
3-2 min.
79: Rodrygo.
Referee Clément Turpin Yellow cards Vidal (min. 43), Ferland Mendy (min. 47), Brozovic (min. 50), Federico Valverde (min. 61), Barella (min. 71), Casemiro (min. 84) and Courtois (min. 91)
As a result, in Valdebebas no one looked for shortcuts.
From the start, the two firm contenders, ready for all kinds of duels.
Some, tremendous.
Like Sergio Ramos with the titanic Lautaro, an Argentine who does not wrinkle or beat.
It has twenty fangs and is not a leg at all.
On one side, two fighters: Achraf and Mendy.
No one was safe in a vibrant, electric, sparkling challenge.
To the amazement of Don Alfredo, this Inter de Conte has become amnesiac.
Nothing to do with Inter, head
of the HH
catenaccio.
Now, without barricades, it is a bizarre team, one of those who anguish their people by the articulation of the game from their goalkeeper.
Braid Inter from the cave.
And he is not disdained, of course, by Madrid.
With such disposition of both, each one went to by the neighbor to his area.
Before five minutes, Asensio already put the spotlight on Handanovic, who deflected his left foot from inside the area after an adventure from Hazard.
The crash was going blow by blow, so it did not take long to hit the interior box back.
Barella almost hit it, as Vidal shortly after with a whiplash that could well burst one side of the net.
In Valdebebas there was no respite.
Inter came out on the shoulders of Lautaro, who signaled to unload the game with Ramos always on red alert.
Madrid did not give in, despite the little footfall of Asensio, who has not just released.
Still too tame.
Still wanted after injury.
Courtois hit the categorical Lautaro and Valverde, another abrasive player, missed two shots for a fingernail.
There was no football in bulk when Mendy mistook Achraf.
The harassment of the Frenchman caused the ex-Madridista to want to play with his goalkeeper in a very forced way.
Lazarillo, Benzema got in the way, swiped Handanovic on a tile and blew the ball open.
The 1-0 down a few minutes to Inter, who noticed the shake.
So stunned that no one recognized Sergio Ramos.
As if the local captain were an outsider who does not appear on the stickers.
Kroos took a corner, Ramos flew like Ramos and headed like Ramos.
The thing of all eternity.
At Inter, all spectators of a movie seen a thousand times.
There was no white flag from Conte's.
Brozovic threw a pass with too much powder for Barella.
It was a ball of fire, but the Italian marked the virguería of the night, the assistance of the season.
The boy called Lautaro with the goal with a Versailles high heel without even letting the ball touch the grass.
Inter was in the game.
Back from the interval, Madrid suffered, their lines more unplugged, with more horizons for the voracious Inter.
The Real split down the axis and the visiting team grew to the same extent that those of Zidane decreased.
The French coach intervened, who noticed the little deposit that Hazard and Asensio had left.
Shortly after the relief of the extremes - with a track for Vinicius and Rodrygo - Lautaro, with Ramos out of place, served Perisic 2-2, who defined marvelously with Lucas in the neck.
The comeback could have been greater.
The rambunctious and efficient Lautaro crashed into the crossbar after a blunder by Mendy just before Perisic missed a shot crossed by a fringe.
Inter flew and Madrid snorted.
But soccer is a lot of unforeseen events.
In the worst local stage, Valverde, a gladiator, put Vinicius in the race, who did not delay his message to comrade Rodrygo.
This one, so on tiptoe lately, fired a withering shot and put a face of relief throughout Madrid.
Europe is no longer that far away.
