Messi elevates Ansu Fati

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Divine youth, that rebuilds everything in its own way. Without the vices of what they call experience and that, often, both limit and constrain. Ansu Fati is 17 years old . But don't lower your head when asked for responsibilities. He is not afraid to claim passes to Leo Messi , grateful that the boy discovers in him that father figure that he saw in Ronaldinho . Nor does the dangerous smile of the upstart genius, despite being already an essential footballer in a totem club. Not only does he have the gift of the gol - the youngest bigoleador in the history of the League - but also the clairvoyance of those who interpret and solve the difficulties without being unchanged. Well dribble. Well put the heel. Well draw a Chilean. Well stop time. In the blessed adolescence of Ansu Fati, Barcelona has found a reason for hope. It should not be forgotten when the curtain goes down.

Barcelona, ​​which could not give continuity to its good dawn in a second act of harassing rival , obtained a huge revenue to the connection between Messi and Ansu Fati to follow the trail in the league championship of Real Madrid , still three points away , and take Levante by the hand to their fourth consecutive defeat. A couple of minutes of Messi's creative explosion and Fati's diabolical determination were enough. The goalkeeper Aitor Fernández , the goal that stops the tournament, defeated the frustration of those who see life run under the legs.

Ansu Fati came from spitting a duel in Messi's sun with the goalkeeper. He put on the Aitor mittens, but that was nothing more than the prologue of nirvana. Messi, whom Setién freed from all defensive demands with a 4-2-3-1 in the retreat that always left him off the hook, pulled divinity and sixth sense. He turned on himself and, even from his own field, he noticed Fati's career on the left. The boy endured Miramon's onslaught until his wishes were released on the shot.

The Camp Nou was still entertained with the outbreak when Messi returned to the charge, this time with a diagonal on the front that for the Rosario is nothing but bureaucracy. Ansu Fati received again. And also dialed again. This time, by a whiplash with the left-handed one before which the goalkeeper, with the legs apart before the need to cover the goal, nothing opposed.

He craved calm. Even more before the rhythm of the goals that was later failing the Levante after the rest. Barcelona is a club so peculiar and twisted that the real game, which has nothing to do with the seams of the ball and goals, is the one played on the stage. Among ties, merchants, crepe sellers and finance sharks. The masters of this are them. An hour before the meeting began at the Camp Nou there were those who followed with special attention the vicissitudes of Sporting de Braga in his duel with Sporting de Portugal. Not because the NOS league has a special interest for the Barca fan, but because Trincão had just scored. Yes, that young man hired by the Barcelona entity for the next season and that, with the permission of the Brazilian Matheus Fernandes , has become a mirror that returns a grotesque image of the government of Josep Maria Bartomeu . At the expense of knowing if Eric Abidal will be the next executive to go through the president's chopper - and also sports vice president - after a winter market that has stiffened the first squad, Blessed Setien takes advantage of what he has. He solved the duel against Levante with 14 players from the first team. And Ansu Fati, of course.

However, the first half of Barcelona was solvent. Setién insisted with the 4-3-3 recovered in the win against Leganés. Rakitic held the position of Arturo Vidal as a left-handed interior and next to an improved De Jong. Lenglet kept Umtiti on the bench. And Semedo , on one of his most stimulating nights in attack since you saw the Barca shirt, was projected down the right-hand lane as it had not been seen in the Camp Nou for years.

However, Setien still has a long time to go before his team is reliable. So that nobody wonders about what can happen in continental high-altitude duels. The Levante did not finish once at the door in the first half. In the second he did it up to ten times, with Morales, Rochina, Hernani or Roger playing with the extreme fragility of others. Rochina , already in the addition and after beating the celestial bearing of Ter Stegen, kissed the net. It was already late, although Setién never stopped looking at the clock.

Barcelona is still tender and prone to drama. Without even knowing if with Messi and Ansu Fati there will be enough .

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