Two claws and something else. The Royal Society is like that. A robbery, a corner and a passport for Rayo, like who doesn’t want the thing. It’s not only that, of course, but it seems so easy that with a couple of strokes the portrait of the first part is drawn. The people from San Sebastian are the best, say the statistics, in the initial 45 minutes. Relentless with the score in favor.
Dimitrievski, Catena, Lejeune, Balliu (Salvi, min. 83), Fran Garcia, Unai López (Comesaña, min. 45), Álvaro García, Trejo (Nteka, min. 67), Pathé Ciss, Isi (Falcao, min. 66 ) and Sergio Camello (Andrés Martín, min. 83)
Remiro, Zubeldia, Diego Rico, Le Normand, Elustondo, Illarramendi, Brais (Ander Martín, min. 64), David Silva (Jon Ander Olasagasti, min. 64), Pablo Marín (Carlos Fernández, min. 81), Barrenetxea (Robert Navarro, min. 69) and Sörloth (Oyarzabal, min. 64)
goals 0-1 min. 14: Sorloth. 0-2 min. 36: Barrenetxea.
Referee Antonio Miguel Mateu Lahoz
A ball falls in midfield, David Silva puts his foot in, and nothing here, nothing there, like a magic trick, Unai López, who had the ball in front of him to control it, sees how it disappears. The Basque asks for a foul, but there is none, and the canary watches Sorloth, who runs to his side, puts it on in the right place, and the Norwegian, cold as an iceberg from the northern seas, touches it between the legs of Dimitrievsky.
A while later, with Rayo stunned after a good game start in which they had tied Real short, a corner kick, Le Normand’s trompe l’oeil blocking Isi on the penalty spot and the arrival of Elustondo at the first suit to extend the heel to the second. There Barrenetxea, injured for so long, was able to once again enjoy what a footballer feels when scoring a goal after many months.
That’s where it all ended, and it may seem easy, yes, but that’s what’s difficult. Make things that have been worked on a lot, which require daily effort in training, come out naturally on game day. That is what Imanol is achieving, and what is more, he is not in any hurry. He looks for the moment, he waits for the rival’s weakness, the inattention in a play, the pass that falls short, the one that goes long. And then there is the quality, of course. Brais has been blurred for a couple of weeks, Merino or Kubo are left out, but Silva’s silk appears, to do magic tricks like the one with the first goal, and make the ball disappear from Unai López’s feet. And the effectiveness of Sorloth, eight goals already contemplated, makes Isak forget, who left with the money from the Premier, and his substitute, Sadiq, who was injured and has a long life.
Iraola tried in every way, but Real did not let him. He modified his plans after the break, while Imanol watered the Zubieta soccer field, and despite some promising beginnings, in which Remiro, who barely stopped because they didn’t shoot him, but when it was his turn, he complied, he deflected a header at the start from a corner, first with his left hand and then with his right to avoid a second shot.
Rayo pressed for a while, but then it faded because Real minimized each attempt. The Madrid team is the best in the second half, but this time it was not enough to, at least, equalize an opponent who was too demanding, who finished the game still reaching Dimitrievski’s goal with enthusiasm. But it had all ended long before.
And among all of them, dressed in yellow, after two weeks without whistling who knows why, Mateu Lahoz, less histrionic, and with the pockets of his cards sewn up after the spiral he got into in his two previous games: 14 yellow cards and a red one in the Argentina-Netherlands of the World Cup and 14-2 in Barça-Espanyol that, they say, took him to the fridge. In Vallecas, the warnings section of the minutes remained blank.
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