Valencia regains faith in Mestalla and leaves the relegation zone | Sports

Valencia is so lacking in faith that their miserable victory in Elche, the place where almost everyone leaves satisfied, seemed something special to them, the beginning of their comeback to get out of the relegation places. But Valladolid only needed six minutes, six, to show their rival that this victory was a trinket. Rubén Baraja’s team, surrendered to their rival in the first half, pulled their claws in the second, as if it were worth just taking a step forward, no matter how, and, spurred on by their fans, devoted to the cause of From the first minute to the last, he achieved a comeback that allows him to jump three places in the standings and finally cross, with seven games to go, the border that on Sunday, in Cádiz, he can definitely leave behind.



Mamardashvili, Foulquier, Cenk Özkacar (Hugo Duro, min. 45), Gayá, Gabriel Paulista, Mouctar Diakhaby, Yunus Musah (Diego López, min. 84), Andre Almeida (Javier Guerra, min. 89), Samuel Lino (Lato, min. 94), Nico González (Moriba Kourouma, min. 83) and Cavani


Real Valladolid

Masip, Joaquín, Hongla, Escudero (Kenedy, min. 79), Jawad El Yamiq (Javier Sánchez, min. 53), Iván Fresneda, Monchu, Kike (Olaza, min. 79), Selim Amallah (Aguado, min. 43) , Gonzalo Plata (Óscar Plano, min. 79) and Cyle Larin

goals 0-1 min. 6: Cyle Larin. 1-1 min. 60: Mouctar Diakhaby. 2-1 min. 92: Javier Guerra.

Referee Jose Luis Munuera Montero

Yellow cards Kike (min. 55), Masip (min. 56), Hongla (min. 66) and Joaquín (min. 70)

Javi Guerra’s kick in the 93rd minute seemed driven by the 40,000 Valencian fans, who exploded when they saw the net vibrate. The ball was inside, Valencia won 2-1 and the team finally managed to rear its head after harrowing weeks.

Rubén Baraja traced the eleven he put up at the Martínez Valero, with its wall of three central defenders, but the dam broke as soon as the ball reached the legs of a trembling Diakhaby, who clumsily lost it and left the door wide open so that Larin would take a few steps forward, place the ball next to a stick and return the anguish in Mestalla again.

Then the story would change and even Diakhaby was able to make up for it with a header that Masip had at hand and ate due to overconfidence. Valladolid, until then well armed, was falling apart. Because if Valencia walks without faith, in Pucela they had something left over since Pezzolano arrived, a coach who had no followers in Spain but who filled the city with pezzolanistas as soon as he added seven of the nine points that were at stake and put distance with the drop zone. His rhombus, which almost looked like a diamond, with Monchu and Kike making Valencia dizzy, seemed definitive, but he did not know how to finish off an opponent who could not surrender to an inflamed fan base.

Rubén Baraja is protected by his legendary shell in Mestalla. Not many more would enjoy this bull in the face of such a scenario, with an audience that was beginning to chew on the loss of a status it has enjoyed since 1987. The coach from Pucelano spurred his team to halftime. He withdrew a central defender, Cenk, gave Hugo Duro a new opportunity and pricked his players so that, at least, they came out with their fangs first.

That little bit more pressure, driving speed and feeling of threat, was appreciated by the stands, an audience that went crazy with one of those comebacks that it was hard to remember at Mestalla. For many minutes there were more decibels and thrust than precision. But Pezzolano had already said it, these two teams are no longer there to play nice, only the result is worth it. And the score showed a draw when Javi Guerra took out his left foot and changed the history of a Valencia that seemed to be drifting.

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