Ansu Fati has a gift. There is no other possible explanation. Almost 11 months out. Four knee operations. Tears every time he saw that the joint did not respond, with a pain that also broke his soul. And on the day of his return, in just ten minutes of play, he dragged everyone to the memory and the evidence. He is a special footballer. Perhaps a chosen one. It caused a penalty that the referee did not indicate. And already in the addition, with Miramón as a simple supporting actor, he took the front and fired a dry shot to achieve his release. The goal led to nirvana. His father, Bori Fati, burst into tears with his family. So did some fans. And the forward, always grateful, could not help but hug in the stands with Dr. Lluís Til. The hours of grief that nobody sees are those that mark our lives.
Who knows if another time will come for Barcelona. Let's take a look at the Primera ranking. Real Madrid leads Barcelona by five points. Atlético is two above Barça. Both teams have played one more game than Koeman's, the protagonists of a convincing victory against Levante. It is nothing more than the evidence that football and all its appendages live off the drama and continuous exaggeration.
Having written this, what happened on a sunny Sunday afternoon at the Camp Nou should serve to destroy some of the many excuses that have been used in recent times. Alibis that Ronald Koeman used to explain the very poor level offered by Barcelona in the win against Bayern and the draws against Granada and Cádiz. While it is true that Paco López's Levante offered the same opposition as a scarecrow until the very sunset, the football explosion of children like Nico González (19 years old) and, especially, Gavi (17), reinforced the suspicion. Barça will not come out of ruin by throwing balls into the area and denying their midfielders, but by giving themselves over to adolescent and irreverent football at La Masia. There also fits Riqui Puig. And of course Ansu Fati.Messi's number 10 neither weighs nor torments him. Good sign.
The light reached more parts of the field.
Gavi does not seek art, he lives within it.
The goblin sprouts to the beat of inspiration.
His neighborhood manners and fierce pressure accompany a special ability to make time and space his own.
To place yourself where the rival does not wait for you and cause chaos in the rival.
Few footballers at their age are capable of influencing the game so much.
Barcelona's best group behavior this season contributed to the youth blessing.
It was precisely the day that Ronald Koeman, sanctioned, had to stay in a private box so that his second, Alfred Schreuder, stuffed into his tracksuit, tight as a bullfighter, would lead the orchestra.
The plan disconcerted a Levante that after six minutes was already losing due to a penalty caused, and also executed, by the hyperactive Memphis. Menotti was liked when he said that describing tactical drawings was like reciting phone numbers without rhyme or reason. Footballers and schemes are too volatile. The 4-2-3-1 with which the Catalans were deployed this time was not pure either. Nico González, neat, prioritized responsibility in parallel to Sergio Busquets. Gavi, who in theory should be close to the right wing, slipped gracefully towards the center. Memphis stayed with the left wing, from where it plotted all kinds of incursions. Coutinho appropriated the playmaker's freedom award, although it was of little use to him. While Luuk de Jong, with that
saline demeanor
, He did not have more to worry about the uncheck and the auction.
Barça knew how to grow, this time yes, from a constant and suffocating pressure in the rival field.
Levante was not even capable of chaining two passes.
As if that were not enough, his defensive behavior was the most deficient.
Mustafi, World Champion with Germany despite now being much closer to an elephant graveyard, led a shattered defense.
Mingueza, on the right, and Sergiño Dest, on the left, opened the field with conviction and caused real holes to open in the center.
Proof of this was Barcelona's second goal, when the first quarter of an hour of play had not even been reached. It was Dest who took the lane again and opened the runway for Luuk de Jong through the very throat of the field. Mustafi could only follow the Dutchman's hunk running with his eyes, who was grateful for not having to control the ball. Theirs is the shot without regret. At last he entered. Luuk de Jong had not scored a goal in six months, achieved with the Netherlands team in a win over Gibraltar.
While Levante did not intimidate Ter Stegen until the time of the epitaph, Barcelona was increasing chances.
Piqué missed a meter from the goal line.
Aitor, long-suffering visiting shield, won a heads-up against Memphis after Gavi parted the seas with his ankle.
Such was the footballing ecstasy of the small Sevillian midfielder who tried to beat the goal with a Vaseline that, if he had hit it, would have made the stadium convulse.
Levante surrendered with a whole act still ahead, Barcelona was able to recreate itself with its things.
Memphis, who could not hide his fatigue, stayed up to four times on the verge of goal.
Riqui Puig, cheered, felt like a footballer again in the half hour he had.
Although the best came with the final irruption of Ansu Fati.
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