The precision is cruel because it is not measured by weight, it does not always correspond to the effort. It can train, and trains, but in football there is something innate that makes it possession since childhood. Toni Kroos and Asensio had her. That is why your goals can appear from nowhere, when Madrid is dominated or when you barely take minutes in the field. What difference does it make. It's a hit, an instant. The Inter, a good Inter who entered the Bernabéu with a mower at the speed of a car, paid him for driving it without gloves. Al Madrid is left over, in the eighths as first and at a healthy moment, which allows Ancelotti to do therapy with Jovic or Hazard. [Narration and statistics: 2-0]
To Inter served what served him, nothing more, and did not speculate with how to get it. To win, he attacks. Although the dialectic of soccer admits other ways, Simone Inzaghi did not arise go in search of the victory given by the first place from the inferiority. The inter-authoritative, intense, with a very high rhythm of play, and deep. Al Madrid pushed him into his area, in which Militao emerged, with the only alternative to look for Vinicius in the exits. There were few in front of an overwhelming domain during boot, with Dumfries and Perisic, the railroads, permanently in the windows of the Courtois area. The first one owned the right and of all the areas for which he unfolded. Only a physical problem can explain that it was the first change, replaced at rest. Perisic, for the part of him, is hurtful in each of him, as if time did not pass for this member of the great Croatian generation.
In San Siro, the Inter missed Perisic before Madrid, although this did not prevent him from dominating those of Ancelotti, although with less energy of what is done at the beginning in Bernabéu. The bet for a similar rhythm needs a goal. If not, it is unsustainable. Brozovic tried twice with the shoots of him and also Perisic, but carvajal was filed. Dzeko headed high and Calhanoglu's accuracy did not find the bow either. Occasions, ultimately, without the necessary definition, the opposite of what Kroos represents.
In the middle of the internal tide, the German shooting was like seeing a white buoy appear. The Italian team maintained its inertia, but with the conviction of having lost its moment. The minutes did nothing but see it until you reach the rest with a Madrid that had invested the trend. He demonstrated the whole of ancelotti occupied when he needed it, the opposite of him, both on the bench and in the countryside. Simone Inzaghi exhausted the changes, five, before the Madridist honor of him had done any. In the field, Barella was his hand after being knocked down by militan with the usual intensity in the Brazilian. It is hard but without double intentions, the central, hearted in the stadium. Italian, who had had a good start and a great occasion when the second time started, ended the game prematurely, in the worst way. The possibility of being first for Inter was already an Everest. Moment, then, to start saving energies. Casemiro, apercency, was the first to go to the local bank.
Jovic, who returned to the ownership after his good minutes and his goal in Anoeta, progresses properly. He does not have mobility or energy for high blood pressure, but he has auction. He tried it, much more integrated into the game. He left the field between applause when Asensio arrived to score the second goal, a tremendous shot, but less than Vinicius. Bernabéu has a new idol. Instead, Hazard entered. Madrid upside down. Or the right.
Date Of Update: 07 December 2021, 17:53
