Barcelona win and win

The goals travel from Johan Cruyff to the Camp Nou, from Spain to Europe, with the same stamp, the result of a game that is as patient as it is intense, as smooth as it is aggressive, always winning.

Barcelona doesn't care about the Iberdrola League or the Champions League.

He is not intimidated even by a historical like Wolfsburg, leader of the Bundesliga, present in nine of the last 12 semifinals of the European Cup.

Jonatan Giráldez's team brought out their unbeaten record of the season (40 games) to send the German giant to the canvas (5-1).

Another historic night for Barcelona, ​​on the pitch and also in the stands: 91,648 spectators, which erased the world record for the number of fans in the quarter-final match against Real Madrid.

The clock marked 10 minutes when Schult took the ball from the net and urgently summoned all her teammates steps from the center circle.

Wolfsburg was groggy and the goalkeeper was screaming to wake them up, overcome in mood, and essentially in football.

Barcelona, ​​by then, already had six shots, four on goal and the scoreboard was 2-0.

Aitana did not miss Rolfö's great pass in the face-to-face against Schult.

Nor Graham Hansen in his modus operandi: speed to read spaces, coldness to define.

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But Barcelona was not only willing to show its teeth in attack.

Paredes celebrated like a goal when he stretched to cover Roord's shot that was destined for Sandra Paños' goal.

The fierceness of the azulgrana contrasted with the passivity of Wolfsburg.

Played before landing in the Catalan capital, when their leader, Oberdof, fell out of the eleven.

Barça, on the other hand, had recovered Guijarro in extremis, compass of the game, impossible to decipher by the Germans.

Desperate, Germany coach Tonny Stroot rallied his players back together as doctors attended to Hendrich.

The talk this time seemed more effective.

Wolfsburg breathed, far from their goal, although with no chance to disturb Paños again.

It was just a mirage.

Barça accelerated again and Wolfsburg couldn't say a peep.

The Germans didn't work the pressure, or the transitions, or anything.

Barcelona is a team trained not to fall into relaxation.

And no one embodies that ambition better than Alexia.

The captain activated the azulgrana and found Marta Torrejón in the band, who never seems to be in a hurry.

She doesn't have it when she has to defend the sharpest wingers or when she goes on the attack.

She took her time waiting for Hermoso.

And the 10, closer to the midfield every day, she does not forget her idyll with the goal.

Then, already with the win in her pocket, Alexia put his name on the scoreboard.

The superiority of Barcelona was total.

Huth couldn't find the leather and couldn't find a way to find the speed of Popp and Jónsdóttir.

Much less, the scoring power of Wassmuth.

Symbol of another Barça victory: tactics.

Giráldez surprised on the board when he placed Crnogorcevic on the wing and left Rolfö on the side.

A castling on the left wing that worked perfectly for him.

The Swiss was as adept at reading the spaces as the Swede was at opening the field.

In the band was the talented and tireless Hansen.

Wolfsburg, condemned to keep their eyes in the rearview mirror, forgot to attack.

His idea then went through accumulating more legs in the spinal cord, although they lost weight in attack.

He did not want to leave the tie sentenced at the Camp Nou.

The strategy worked for him.

Barça was short of gasoline and the German Roord sent an alert signal.

The 4-1 was what Alexia needed to put things back where they belonged.

A new goal, this time from a penalty, to practically doom the pass to the final, which would be the third in four years for Barça.

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