The dribbler is a gambler.
Bet with your marker nothing less than the ball.
Whoever wins takes it.
It is not as easy as it looks.
To begin with, two types of courage are needed: physical, because there are markers that would have to be searched for weapons before a game;
and morale, because in professional football people applaud if you keep the ball and insult if you lose it.
Also, you have to be determined.
He who doubts feints himself.
With these initial attributes, the dribbler has to summon the imagination, to make the marker believe something different from what he is going to do;
at the waist so that, wriggling, it contributes to the deception;
and to ability, so that the ball obeys all occurrences.
Finally, speed is needed to flee the crime scene.
All these weapons were used by Dembélé against Real Sociedad.
How do you stop a snake?
It was the exhibition of an art that is disappearing.
Beautiful, surprising and effective art.
Each run by Dembélé traced a different pattern, handling the ball with one leg or the other, to cleanly overcome the human obstacles that he was finding.
After the first half, Real changed the marker and the system to hold him, but Dembélé's inspiration was already unleashed and he not only continued to find escape routes, but also found the path to the goal.
La Real was already with ten due to the expulsion of Brais Méndez.
But to this numerical disadvantage it was necessary to add that of the rivals that Dembélé eliminated in each slalom.
There was a kind of mismatch between the melancholic and distracted face every time the camera reached him in close-up, and those accelerations that perfectly synchronized time and space.
With one play it's enough.
The following day, Real Madrid received Atlético with the expectations of the case.
Atlético took control of the game and found the goal in the first half.
Madrid's game was ugly and kind of sticky.
In the second half the team took out its favorite weapon, that of pride, but the game still did not appear.
Until Rodrygo received a ball near the area, instinct took over his body and his foot seemed like the tip of a foil.
In the face of that inspiration there is no line of defense.
He eliminated everyone who came out looking for him and when he had nothing else to do, he scored the goal.
The rivals were left with the face of beasts trapped in a trap, their teammates' confidence returned and the Bernabéu remembered their power.
Thanks to the dribbler, another game began.
Football develops more effectively the collective and formal qualities of the game every day, and dribbling, which is the individual practice par excellence, has been losing prominence.
And with it we lost cunning, magic, imbalance and even the mocking grace implicit in all dribbling.
The training sessions in which he is forced to play with one or two touches are the first suspect of this drift.
But there are more responsible.
It is a specimen that we should protect.
Far from it, today the haggler is confused with a provocateur.
As if the skill were not a virtue that elevates the game, but a humiliating action for the rivals that authorizes punishment.
Vinicius is the best example.
He is the most punished player in Europe and receives as many or more yellow cards than his markers.
It will be because Vinicius's protests hurt more than the kicks they hit him.
The best way to make a sadder and more mediocre football.
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