Real Madrid makes Levante cry

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A cruel night condemned Levante to Second.

Football, so reprobate at times, made him go through a terrible torment in Chamartín, where he was unceremoniously spanked by a Real Madrid team that soon realized that he was facing a match of confetti and streamers.

The champion procured a jubilant encounter.

Madrid denied anyone who thought they had nothing at stake.

Beyond professionalism, of course there was: Liverpool in sight forces not to lower competitive tension, good habits.

At Real, everyone toasted, from Mendy to Vinicius with his first hat-trick as a target.

Along the way, a historic goal from Benzema, a full-blown Camavinga, another moving Modric... Minutes for homegrown recruits like Peter and Mariano Gila.

Given the local frenzy, the visiting team only lamented.

RMAReal Madrid

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Courtois, Ferland Mendy, Lucas Vázquez, Jesús Vallejo, Nacho (Gila Fuentes, min. 81), Modric (Peter Federico, min. 74), Federico Valverde (Kroos, min. 74), Camavinga, Vinicius Junior, Benzema (Jovic, min. 74) and Rodrygo (Mariano, min. 61)

LEV Raise

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Daniel Cárdenas, Miramón, Róber (Vezo, min. 76), Martín Cáceres (Campaign, min. 38), Son, Postigo, Pepelu, Gonzalo Melero (Stonemason, min. 56), Radoja (Enis Bardhi, min. 38), Dani Gómez (Roger, min. 56) and Morales

Goals

1-0 min.

12: Ferland Mendy.

2-0 min.

18: Benzema.

3-0 min.

33: Rodrigo.

4-0 min.

44: Vinicius Jr.

5-0 min.

67: Vinicius Jr.

6-0 min.

82: Vinicius Junior.

Referee

Adrian Cordero Vega

Yellow cards Camavinga (min. 42), Roger (min. 64) and Modric (min. 68)

Levante went to Segunda crushed in Chamartín, where they went through an inhuman ordeal.

Heartless football.

After Cádiz's defeat in San Sebastián, the Granotas had to draw at least.

At the break they were already more than dreamed.

Madrid was not merciful and the 4-0 at half-time fell short.

So upset was Lisci's squad and so fortunate was Real Madrid that the win could have been vintage: half a dozen goals, three shots at the posts —a curious

by Valverde—, a few saves by Cárdenas, some goals disallowed

, several shots a centimeter from the target...

A takeoff by Morales at the minute of the game did not portray Levante at all, a team that even on the brink of the abyss usually plays with ease.

In Madrid, Levante had no choice but to improvise glory.

At the Bernabéu he could hardly even blink.

Eleven solitudes from start to finish, even though the day was just a rehearsal with some public for Ancelotti's.

Benzema, in his best rhapsode role.

Camavinga took out the broom, Modric pulled the square and bevel, Valverde was a flock, Vinicius and Rodrygo wanted spotlights... The only Madrid line that referred to the headlines was the forward.

For a reason, cluster bombs were falling from all possible angles over the Cárdenas area.

Real was a convoy against their self-absorbed adversary, a rival sore from the beginning of the course that went 27 days without winning.

The First slipped away without remedy, he did not have it with three technicians —Paco López, Javier Pereira and Alessio Lisci—.

Nor was it enough for him with players with notable passage through the elite such as Morales, Roger, Campaña, Vardhi, Soldier... Forced from very early on to the role of resistance, the final exam at the Bernabéu was an ordeal for him.

Lisci altered the defense compared to the last game, but Levante with three central defenders was a defensive mob.

A bargain for the local team, a team with the purpose of going to the dispute as if it were, for example, a Madrid-Liverpool in Paris.

The 1-0, already the son of the white game, came in an unexpected way, that of Mendy.

The French winger planted himself in the Cárdenas area after a stampede caused by Modric's geometric pass.

The play required a terminal assist for Rodrygo, isolated at the penalty spot.

A bagpipe, Mendy must have thought, as rare as a scorer.

Cárdenas was not fine before the Frenchman's shot.

The shock of the goal was definitive for Levante, who went to the canvas again and again.

Merciless, the Real Madrid team overwhelmed him in all sectors.

There was no way to take notes because the goals and chances were chained without delay.

Madrid had a great time.

And few deserved greater joy than Benzema, author of the 2-0.

A legendary goal.

The Frenchman equaled Raúl as the second best jackal in the history of Madrid.

With 323 goals, he is only surpassed by the supernatural Cristiano with 450. Benzema's explosion has been categorical.

He has 44 goals so far this season, 27 in the league, with an average of 0.9 per game.

The Madrid of Di Stéfano, the one of the ye-yés, the one of the Fifth, the one of the galácticos, the one of Cristiano... And the Madrid of Benzema must be sealed for life, the best last name for this Real de Modric , Vinicius, Courtois...

Levante, which has left indelible marks in these five seasons spun on the big catwalk, only found relief with the waning weather.

The final whistle was his only consolation.

Liverpool does not give truce to the champion who made Levante cry.

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