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Sevilla paled against Borussia Dortmund (2-3) in one of their worst games of the season.
The Germans defeated those of Lopetegui, who accused the blows of Haaland, imperial and decisive.
De Jong's goal in 85 lit up the second leg.
Borussia Dortmund barked and Sevilla bit.
In minute 6, after a good visitor start,
Suso
feinted in the segment of the area.
First he faked the shot with the good one, with his left, then he settled it on the right and kicked predictably but with faith.
Hummels
, very soft, somewhat covered, poisoned the ball, lodging it in the net of his goalkeeper, a bewildered Hitz.
A suicidal clearance.
It was time to climb.
The local reverie ended up turning into a nightmare.
Jadon Sancho
, with his dribbling, with his sharpness, kept the spirit on in his.
Their teeth had barely dug into the flesh.
The goal against them was not noticed, on the contrary, they had set their boots on fire.
Haaland pivoted, returning every ball he received, struggling with the centrals, softening the Germans' attack.
Uncomfortable those
Lopetegui
;
light, very warm, unrecognizable.
In the 20th minute, the Norwegian dropped to a band.
He received the ball there, far away.
He tamed her, cared for her and gave her fluffy and soft to
Dahoud
, who was prowling the rival area.
The German-Syrian midfielder, with space, prepared the shot with culinary delicacy, to his love, placing the impossible ball for Bono, who flew in vain.
The goal collapsed Sevilla, who forgot the planned plan.
Neither pressure, nor conquest on the sides, nor severity behind.
Pure smoothness.
Just eight minutes later,
Haaland
seized the ball, ran towards the door without being blocked, regal, with
Diego Carlos
recoiling, averted, metus reverentialis;
the forward leaned on Sancho, who returned it with precision, dodging the red-and-white rearguard, leaving him completely alone in front of Bono.
I do not forgive.
What a great handball player Norway lost.
Parquet move, twenty by forty.
If he had been knocked down by an opponent, they would have whistled seven meters.
One thing is superiority and another is tragedy.
Sevilla was made of clay.
Erin Terzic's men sniffed the bewilderment and pressed furiously.
Papu Gómez lost a ball in the center of the field.
The BVB mounted a fierce counter.
Reus
dragged the ball to Bono's area and yielded to Haaland who, oh surprise, was relentless again, beating the Moroccan with a cross and low shot.
The game had gone to the Nervionenses before the exhibition of the other great European beast, which seemed to respond to Mbappé.
The boy has
18 goals in 13 games
in the Champions League.
And he is 20 years old.
Some numbers without possible comparison.
The rest was a towel shaken in front of the face, some air behind the blanket.
Rakitic
gave up his position to Gudelj after the intermission.
Lopetegui wanted to stop the bleeding, hold on to the game like the Coyote to the branch.
Papu began very active, already used to the extreme, looking for a
translucent
En-Nesyri
during the first half.
But nothing worked.
The jabbing of his team in the first minutes after the restart ended up unsettling Lopetegui, who was looking at the clock in confusion.
Munir
,
De Jong
and
Óliver Torres
entered the field, exchanging the Sevilla attacking point.
Insubstantial and desperate against the defense of Dortmund, a priori, one of their weak points.
Oscar's assistance
Borussia Dortmund waited patient, orderly, fatuous.
A
demolition of Akanji to De Jong
in the area quickened the pulse of the sevillistas.
Makkelie did not see a penalty.
In the absence of twenty minutes, Sevilla was lost in the center of the field, in the labyrinth of their impotence, blunt, unable to disturb Hitz, a mere spectator, with the latex of his gloves still immaculate.
Without ideas in the creation,
Óscar Rodríguez
entered
to open a window to set pieces.
Any search for light is honorable.
And the midfielder almost succeeded in his first appearance, a free-kick that crashed into the right post of the Swiss goalkeeper of the Rhineland.
You could see the dull stands, the fatigue, the elaborate black-and-yellow closure.
Terzic began giving his team oxygen.
Passlack
and
Brandt
came out to contain the last arreón of Sevilla, that hopeful goal for a return that will be like dancing on glass.
A goal that came, that did not remain in the limbo of the desired goals, in that invisible layer.
There are no heroes without feats, and Sevilla had once again been involved in a miracle.
Óscar assisted
De Jong
who, icy, crossed before the visiting goalkeeper.
A goal that is iodine for a wound that seemed deep.
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