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Usually, vespers are usually complicated. Although the head tries to cling to today, some think, hopelessly, in tomorrow. In the case of Atlético, it could have been on Wednesday. In Anfield, for more signs. But none of that. The rojiblancos focused first on Sevilla, because this year, duties in LaLiga are a priority for tomorrow in the Champions League. The exchange of blows in the first half gave way to the unsuccessful treasure hunt for Simeone's. Again, with the feeling of being halfway again. There was vigor, there was plenty of desire, but there was (again) aim. [Narration and statistics]

The case is that in half game, the Athletic one experienced sensations much more intense than, practically, in all the rest of season. In the coin in the air that are usually the first red and white parts, no face or cross came out. He was in a most frantic singing position that is remembered in the Wanda Metropolitano. It was a first act of high tension, seasoned by an intense dose of VAR, which led to the limit (as usual) Diego Simeone but, also, to Julen Lopetegui , who tried to be in the same place as the Argentine. That is, as close as possible to that monitor that decided so much on that boot.

Because on the Madrid lawn, apart from the classic rivalry, an important part of the passport was for sale for the next edition of the Champions League. Hence the rhythm and speed. No one hid anything. The stands breathed encouragement into the previous one, perhaps more thinking about the hard visit to Liverpool that is coming. Although, perhaps, they served as a small push against Sevilla. After a few minutes of crossfire, with flashes of Joao Felix, determined to recover the clairvoyance for which he was signed in the summer, the Lopetegui players opened the back of Atlético as it happened in their day the waters of the Red Sea opened. Only this time it was not Moses but Jordan, and it was not with a staff but with his boot. Of course, Savic's colors were taken out. De Jong danced on the green and undressed Oblak for the first time.

But to this Athletic, the hot flashes seem to revitalize him. It happened two weeks ago, when Villarreal went ahead in the Wanda, and, halfway, last Sunday, neutralizing the initial goal of Espanyol. And in just a quarter of an hour, everything turned upside down. Joao Félix fell into a noise in the area, his teammates launched themselves in search of Hernández Hernández and he, who was trying to listen to González Fuertes's whispers from the VOR room, ended up pointing out a penalty by a previous hand of Diego Carlos . Technology stuff. The fact is that Morata , who smelled something, had hugged the ball in his lap, as if he actually had a baby. It was the ball destined to break his league drought in 2020 and, with a millimeter shot, set his account to zero.

Sevilla was stunned by the matter and Atlético with sharp paws. So, minutes later, Koke stole a ball, precisely drove the backlash and found Joao on his left, who drew and scored again, with Koundé's help. In a quarter of an hour, everything had returned to normal. Or so it seemed. The Hispanics rose swiftly from the canvas, Reguilón tore off one of those miracles of Oblak with his head under sticks and Trippier ended up knocking down Ocampos . Hernández Hernández's doubts were dissipated again by the VAR. And the Argentine, like Jong did, fooled Oblak for the second time. Even Felipe could have signed a third-party head, but it would have been too much for one part. It was time to get air again in the locker room.

Joao's change

After the break, two shoes (one from Gudelj and one from Joao Felix) and a Simeone bulb. Beautiful , who had defended the left-handed flank without bragging, left his place to Carrasco and, obviously, Saul was on his classic side trip. Atlético tried to suffocate, but Sevilla drew its head from the threatening water. Marcos Llorente , turned into a kind of piranha, got fed up with stealing balls, getting in the way and even putting on a touch of quality and lungs. Vaclic aimed his glove at the sky to clear a poisoned shot of Carrasco and the stands, already lit, burned with the visit of Diego Costa . There are moments in life that claim adrenaline. And nobody oozes more than Costa. Although his legs are still leaden by the parentheses.

Atlético was entrusted to the imagination of Joao Félix, to the culebreos in the Correa area and to the street races of Carrasco, which is no small matter, until Simeone started the young Portuguese from the lawn, just 10 minutes from the final honk. The boy went on the run, while his hobby tried to find an explanation. Vitolo , Costa and Correa had to invent another ending. There was no way. The tie ended up being a delicacy for Sevilla and a very light dish for the locals, who get tangled up again on their way to the next Champions League and have to keep looking sideways at a good handful of threats.

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