Reality is the dross of illusion. And Liverpool took a scourge of objectivity in Madrid. Real complied point by point with the script that required the match with a 2-5 starting point. He played with firmness and poise. Applied from start to finish, even with more energy than his pale rival, who never rebelled after the destruction of the first leg. Today is not enough. At times, as if the one who had to come back was Madrid. Maybe it was out of habit. The truth is that Real, never disturbed, prevailed through football, through vibrations, through wisdom. The seal was put by Benzema with a goal in the last stretch. Before, the local team had already recorded a battery of occasions. Liverpool didn’t even mess him up.
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