• Narration: So we tell you the game
  • Classification: This is group A

Madrid managed to compose itself in the Champions League with a victory that greatly clarifies the panorama in the group stage. His triumph in Turkey and the win of PSG to Bruges clear, for the moment, white fears to skid at the dawn of the tournament. The team and its coach win time, waiting to consolidate the passage through the season. He needs to reinforce his back and have more edge up, so as not to leave his rival alive on the mat, despite piling up occasions of all colors to sentence. [Narration and statistics: 0-1]

The entire stadium standing from the beginning and the ears suffering from the whistle. Ali Sami Yen rumbled, high as the Bernabéu, stuck between the highways and skyscrapers of the new Istanbul. Madrid felt the rumble, soon with a bad face at the gaps of the Galatasaray, which seemed to leave in search of those minutes of birds that usually spend the whites. Mallorca, last example. They spent yesterday their fatiguitas in the first minutes, and so much. Up to three occasions he linked the Turkish attack, all in the boots of Florin Andone, a Romanian striker who speaks a Spaniard from Cordoba. He went through the Depor, like Babel, another war veteran who put his own thing to bother the rival. Three arrivals, three stops from Thibaout Cortois, 0-0 savior fortunately for his team. Because nothing would have been worse for this congested team than to be so soon below on the scoreboard. Three stretches that despaired poor Andone, not knowing where to fuck next. All the fire fell down the left defense zone, where Ramos and Marcelo lost their way and back. The two were among the most angry in the locker room because of the clouds over their coach. Like the rest, they knew very well what they had to do to avoid a crisis cabinet Wednesday.

They did it after the scare, thanks especially to the midfield squad, a vacuum to steal balls from the rival core, where the percheron trot of former Sevilla player Nzonzi was a bicoca for Valverde. The Uruguayan appeared everywhere, the best news of this autumnal Madrid. Kroos and Casemiro put their own, occupying a lot of ground. Even Hazard joined the hunt, generous in the ugly task the Belgian, like Rodrygo, the great surprise of the eleven. The Brazilian boy helped Carvajal and threw unchecks, although his men had more interest in the right, where the Belgian wanted to, like his fellow countryman, say some things. From his recovery the 0-1 sprouted, after wall with Benzema, another martyrdom for the Turkish defense nightmare. They combined the two, silk ankles, and Hazard sensibly looked up at Kroos, free at the penalty spot. His shot greatly relieved the whites, ahead of the tremors that Andone had brought to his goal a while earlier.

The game was very animated by the bad defenses of both. In the exchange, Madrid was adding more; accumulated 13 times in the first part. He sinned innocent in the resolution, but the truth is that each exit ended in shooting. Nothing to do with the impotent version of Son Moix.

He stole and ran the Zidane team, sometimes with order and sometimes only with the vigor of Valverde, a piece that seems indispensable in the structure of Madrid. In the mirror with his partner, Isco is diluted. Hazard had another good opportunity, turning in the area, and also Belhanda, while the Turkish fan pulled his hair. Not finishing biting a Madrid so needy was, of course, foolishness. The same, on the part of the visitor, leave the duel open, exposed to any own accusation, which are the ones that are causing more damage lately.

Benzema, in another against, could sentence, but his one against one ended up in good clearance of Muslera. Valverde, boy for everything, had cleared the way for his striker with a deep pass. Drums sounded in Istanbul and some screech of panic escaped from the stands when Madrid returned to the load. Now, Hazard, with the peephole in the crotch of the local goal. Another missed shot. Too many, when the night and the situation of the team - as Zidane says - invited to tie the three points, save the suffocation and throw for Barajas. But, of course, for that it was necessary to touch the net. What Hazard burst was the crossbar, in another frank entrance in the Muslera area, busy as an urban guard in Taksim. Dribble from the Belgian to the goalkeeper and trallazo to the aluminum. The goal is hard for the white team. A chronic problem

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