Houdini Bernabéu in the most difficult yet

It all started on the outside of Modric's boot, which is the origin of species.

The ball, with Real eliminated, flew amazingly to a hole where there was no one, where the best passes go.

Luka Modric sent a drone.

Rodrygo finished like Cristiano Ronaldo, without raising an eyebrow, and Madrid started another game.

Madrid is always starting another game.

There is no where to take it: neither its fans, stunned by the review of Chelsea for eighty minutes, nor the opponents, unable to translate a team that only wakes up when it is killed.

How to deal with something like that?

To a roster and stadium that look like Houdini, demanding chains and more chains in deep water so they can escape without a scratch?

For the rival it is demoralizing.

What would have happened if PSG hadn't scored a goal at the Bernabéu?

The question must continue to haunt Pocchetino;

perhaps, with an anesthetic 0-0, the white shark would not have opened an eye considering the comeback would work.

He is an addict.

He doesn't always happen, of course, in fact he doesn't happen most of the time, but he does happen a lot more than the others.

It is a unique feeling.

As if nothing had value without epic, as if he had to lose his pulse to know he was the winner.

Can you imagine this feeling of fulfillment and euphoria, for which there was no need, if Madrid had gone through the tie 2-0?

This is hell for everyone

And that Chelsea, aware of the casuistry, waited to put the last spade.

It was in 75 after a bath in the strict sense.

A European champion surpassing the king of the continent in everything, also in goals: one at the beginning of each part, as two warnings of condemnation, and the third for the last quarter.

With the tie already equalized by Madrid, Nacho, who is tall but is not Manute Bol, was injured, and the Whites went on to play defense with Lucas Vázquez, Carvajal and Marcelo, who are less than 1.75 meters tall, and Alaba, who he measures 1.80 and is the worst of the three in the aerial game.

This recital of short gentlemen was completed with the presence of Rudiger, who measures 1.90 and every time he reached the area he had to bend down to finish off without opposition.

Finish or leave it dead, which is another thing that Chelsea did very well at the Bernabéu:

That's what Chelsea -and everyone- believed in the only thing they did wrong: believing that Madrid had lowered their arms at the Bernabéu and in the Champions League, with Modric and Benzema on the pitch, and the fans going into that religious ecstasy of the last quarter of an hour of the burial, when he lies on top of the box so that the corpse gets up and walks around the area as Karim Benzema began to walk before finishing off with the soul, the last thing that worked for him at that time, the fifth qualifying goal.

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