Real Madrid for Life Wins the 13th Champions League Against Liverpool

The Whites take their third straight apron before a Liverpool burdened by the injury of Salah and the blunders of his goalkeeper. Bale scores a goal and Cristiano insinuates a possible goodbye.

Europe surrendered again to the evidence and took a white flag to the unique and winning habit of Real Madrid.

An infinite Madrid for which time does not pass. A club that goes for the European Cup in slippers. A team with such a spell with this tournament that is as capable by the good as by the bad.

That the same certifies his thirteenth Orejona with a goal by Bale for posterity and with two equally historic blunders of the rival goalkeeper.

So disastrous was the German Karius as his compatriot Ulreich in the semifinal with Bayern. This Madrid, which has also put its own, everything has gone round. So in Kiev he conquered his third consecutive Cup, only within reach of Di Stéfano’s Madrid, Cruyff’s Ajax and Beckenbauer’s Bayern. Almost nothing. And it could leave a trace like Cristiano’s Madrid, but the Luso tarnished the festivity with a misplaced tantrum. Dry in the final, CR gave him to insinuate his departure from the club. The egometer through the clouds once more.

Europe surrendered again to the evidence and took a white flag to the unique and winning habit of Real Madrid. An infinite Madrid for which time does not pass. A club that goes for the European Cup in slippers. A team with such a spell with this tournament that is as capable by the good as by the bad. That the same certifies his thirteenth Orejona with a goal by Bale for posterity and with two equally historic blunders of the rival goalkeeper. So disastrous was the German Karius as his compatriot Ulreich in the semifinal with Bayern. This Madrid, which has also put its own, everything has gone round. So in Kiev he conquered his third consecutive Cup, only within reach of Di Stéfano’s Madrid, Cruyff’s Ajax and Beckenbauer’s Bayern. Almost nothing. And it could leave a trace like Cristiano’s Madrid, but the Luso tarnished the festivity with a misplaced tantrum. Dry in the final, CR gave him to insinuate his departure from the club. The egometer through the clouds once more.

Each Madrid player seemed to play solitaire, without properly occupying the spaces. All mummified. Until the meeting turned with the dismay of Salah. The Klopp boys felt as helpless as their devoted fan. With Lallana, forced reliever of the African after a course in nursing, Liverpool lost its spark. He noticed his rival, as tanned, clinical as few to maneuver in the different chapters that are presented in the same game. Even if there are also tears in their ranks. Case of Carvajal five minutes after Salah’s misadventure. Madrid’s misfortune is incredible, unparalleled. He crunched in the 2016 Milan final and missed the Eurocup in France. In Kiev it happened again and now you can run out of Russia 2018.

Unlike Liverpool with Salah, Madrid overcame Carvajal. He took a step forward and took the match by the front. Well trained by Benzema -in his best version- and with Isco more precise, Zidane’s painting paddled better since then.

A Christian headbutt responded wonderfully Karius (a mirage, seen his later acting pardus). Benzema holed the rejects but CR’s offside play condemned Madrid. A Real who in the second act would go on wheels. Bale and Karius put everything on the side of Real Madrid.

A shot by Isco to the crossbar after a blunder from Lallana anticipated the script of the second act. With the Madrid to the beat and his rival to slipstream, the first fright came to the German goalkeeper Karius. He grabbed a long service from Kroos to Benzema without haste. But you know what cable was cut. He rushed absurdly, in such a way that when he took off with his hand, he bounced the ball on the foot of the French striker. Of traca. And the man still had another blunder.

The scourge of Karius seemed to be a final scourge for Liverpool. He did not win at all and managed to get the tie after surpassing Lovren to Ramos in a corner and Mané give the finishing touch to Navas. The English box took a breath after the fatality of Salah and Karius’s biggest disappointment. Until Bale, who had a blink in the duel, scored the goal of the goals. One of those that cause an eternal impact, those that will rewind forever and ever. The Welshman caught on the fly, several floors, a center of Marcelo with the right and nailed the ball into the net after a Chilean epic. Someone alone within the reach of the chosen ones. He was certified by Zidane with his gesture of amazement. He, Zidane, author of one of the best goals in the history of the finals of the Cup. Bale can already discuss with his coach about Madrid’s golden goal in this tournament.

In advantage and better armor than input, the Real did not loose. Bale gave him a rope and in front of him there was only a trace of Mané, who finished off Keylor’s right post. There the British squadron was fused. He had another one who was bored. Of Karius, of course. The German also swallowed a shot from Bale who responded with hands of plasticine. End point to the dream of the reds. Point and followed this legendary Madrid, with four Champions for its impressive museum in the last five years. Another Madrid for life. A Madrid that is already worth thirteen, that wins and wins. Sometimes, for talent. And other times, because yes and because yes. It is the art of winning and winning in the European Cup, the gateway to its exclusive mythology.

 

 

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