Christian took the Velodrome with a goal of genius and one ready. Olympique became obsessed with glue and paste. Casillas was the penalty and Lucho failed.
Marine was a game of which deserve a medal will come on in the piece of uniform that does not hide a fracture. They started them, but ended Casillas. The ideal son settled a maciste in the prime of life as one who dropped the atomic bomb, to prevent future casualties. Casillas is no longer a captain, is a statesman. The Olympique certainly missed the penalty that would have comforted the fearful Niang while retreating sobs, his head and arm hanging tiled.
That image of a soldier in retreat serves to point out that Madrid won everything. In war and love. By land, sea and air. First resisted physical combat and then when he saw light, made for playing football, because we practiced movements, memorized. If it was not a beautiful game is because it was impossible under the fire of mortars. The aim was rather a breezy survival, winning without much trouble.
Then there is Christian, his world, his irrepressible desire to win, the courage which accompanies it. His first goal after four minutes, was the result of far-kick and perfect. The hit was a pinch and the ball flew loaded with special effects, with the instructions of a missile. Rose and steady path, time, lost altitude, violent. Mandanda, who saw him up close, you can count on.
A gallop of Taiwo (a centaur) led to Lucho tie after a double rejection of Albiol. In those minutes and those who followed the beating continued Oympique: head banging, slapping, plantillazos; the full range of port intimidation.
Lass. No one is deterred in Madrid, and Lass did something else: answer. Fellow or insulted for being so very knowledgeable of cloth, small tank demolished, percussed, crashed as it does not let the enemy surrendered marked by exhaustion. Then clear the minefield, he began to play.
Velodrome in hell there was a moment of unease. On the contrary. Christian headed to stick a corner on that play and chained three more times: Higuain, Pepe and Sergio Ramos. At the end of the second part Cristiano again touch the goal with a header. Olympique meanwhile continued hitting.
The goal of Albiol, all attention at the exit of a corner kick, awarded for his excellent season. And it should be easy to look in the company of Pepe and his flowery exuberance.
When the party was decanted for the Madrid, Casillas decided to reduce delays. Misjudged the ball but to play well to intercept the front. Stuff happens, collateral damage. Lucho, stunned, chute against the crossbar.
Benzema came through a gray Higuain and was unable to improve the tone. Raul and Morientes, effusive and teasers for the heating, then went to watch a game that did not seem able to offer other emotions.
But Christian was still on the field. So when others jogged and ran so before anyone got up after colliding with central and porter. He scored without looking left over, proud and great. As is he.
The detail. The eighth round will be at the Bernabeu Madrid on 18 known rival for round of the Champions League. Group to be first, whites will play the return leg at the Bernabeu. It will be the second time they do so in the last six seasons (the first was against Rome in the 07-08, and the Madrid lost).
The hard Brandao was not his night from the beginning. In the 8th minute you hit a Albiol plantillazo to cost him the yellow.
The Lass dandy Managed the game at will and gave a great ball into the hole to Christian who came to mean 1-3.
What a day! Casillas Unsafe at exits, committed a penalty that could complicate Lucho would win if successful.
Christian Crack Huge: scored two goals (one proud of fault), hit the post and gave a goal Benzema, it failed.