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Valverde wakes up Real Madrid

2022-09-14T21:51:32.674Z


The Uruguayan scores again, like on Sunday in the League, and straightens out a match in which his team was without a pulse, highly threatened by Leipzig's speed


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Federico Valverde lives these days illuminated.

He has added to his overwhelming drive a rare clairvoyance that lifted Real Madrid on Sunday when they were trailing Mallorca, and woke them from the lethargy they exhibited against RB Leipzig, a team that repeatedly placed them on the brink of defeat.

But the Uruguayan scored again, again with his left foot, again to change the game and seal the eighth victory in eight games since the beginning of the season.

RMAReal Madrid

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Courtois, Alaba (Ferland Mendy, min. 80), Nacho, Dani Carvajal, Rüdiger, Aurelien Tchouameni, Modric (Kroos, min. 80), Camavinga (Marco Asensio, min. 63), Federico Valverde, Vinicius Junior (Dani Ceballos, min. 84) and Rodrygo (Mariano, min. 84)

RBL RB Leipzig

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Gulacsi, David Raum, Abdou Diallo, Willi Orban, Mohamed Simakan (Benjamin Henrichs, min. 74), Xavier Schlager, Nkunku, Dominik Szoboszlai, Forsberg (Yussuf Poulsen, min. 80), Amadou Haidara (Kevin Kampl, min. 74) and Timo Werner (André Silva, min. 80)

Goals

1-0 min.

79: Federico Valverde.

2-0 min.

90: Marco Asensio.

Referee

Maurizio Mariani

Yellow cards Amadou Haidara (min. 72), Nkunku (min. 81), Dani Carvajal (min. 83) and Xavier Schlager (min. 89)

The last time Madrid had appeared at their stadium in the Champions League, the occasion produced one of the sharpest emotional peaks in the club's history.

That May 4, against Manchester City, Ancelotti's team came back from a little beyond elimination, a comeback more limited than those of the two previous qualifiers, also unusual.

The continuation of the history of the European Cup in Chamartín could only be an experience of several levels less intensity, to take a breath after the hot flash and the joy.

At the beginning, Leipzig was even placed several points below expectations.

That, or that Madrid had set out to come back at home from the first moment.

The Germans threatened early on, and did so precisely as expected.

At high velocity.

They are handled with a very simple and well-known program;

occasionally devastating.

As soon as they recover, they put the direct.

Nkunku, Szoboslai and Werner start running, convinced that Forsberg will put her into space a little later.

To begin with, with Madrid they had the first part of the plan left over.

The match hadn't even stretched out when Vinicius threw a bad pass at Tchoaumeni, which fell to Forsberg.

The Swede, of course, accelerated, and leaked the ball to Nkunku, even faster, only against Courtois, once again a savior to the limit.

This was repeated, with some variation, in an amazingly persistent way.

Leipzig's arrows crossed Madrid's lines on the run as if they were cutting a block of jelly.

In the other direction, the game did not flow for Real either as he calculated.

Vinicius, always fearsome, was hardly a rumor in the stands when he stepped on harmless areas.

The proof of the rarity of the clash is that Madrid threatened more with Valverde than with the Brazilian.

The attack, without Benzema, screeched, jerky, blunt.

It was up to Rodrygo to fill in the gap for the Frenchman, after the failed test with Hazard, but the Brazilian could not find the areas in which to place the mortar to connect to the lead and activate the danger.

The pace was heavy tabletop, and the Germans watched the development with a certain placidity, waiting for an oversight to throw themselves in front of Courtois again.

The Belgian was too often alone with an opponent, almost the only thing that worked at Real.

Ancelotti was impatient on the line before the dull parsimony.

He waved his arms, clapped his hands as if to wake up a napping troop.

Camavinga was also agitated, desperate at not finding partners to advance and having to turn to his central defenders, Rüdiger and Nacho, with Alaba moved to the left side instead of Mendy.

The team with seven wins in seven games seemed to have a cold and Ancelotti decided to introduce Asensio, until then sidelined, between his flirtations with a summer move and the moment of form of Rodrygo and Valverde.

The Mallorcan got angry on Sunday when after being used in the warm-up he had to return to the bench to see how the match ended against the team in which he was trained.

After sulking, the Italian chose him to shake up a team that showed no pulse.

But the Bernabéu received him with a salvo of whistles of mistrust.

Ancelotti had said that the footballer had trained very well after the tantrum, and that he had liked that.

The crowd liked to see him throw himself on the grass to cut a ball very close to his own area.

With that he was almost all forgotten:

Although the definitive alarm clock was, like on Sunday, the Uruguayan.

Against Mallorca he leveled the score just before the break, and against Leipzig he unraveled a match that looked like a giant oil tanker.

After the goal, almost in the 80th minute, the area of ​​comebacks, everything was easier.

So much so that there was even time for Asensio to complete his half-hour reconciliation with the 2-0.

Kroos took a free kick from the side of the area towards the front and the Mallorcan showed off that clean and lethal punch that hit the post and closed another happy night of the European Cup at the Bernabéu.

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Source: elparis

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