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Sevilla beat Betis 2-1 in an asymmetric clash that was soon smeared with white and red.
"To be or not to be, Seville is the question," read the huge tifo that welcomed the teams.
The people from Nerviona, on this occasion, did not give in to doubts.
Football is an unimagined gymnastics.
That is perhaps his greatest treasure: His emerald fantasy, the unexpected response, a spark without chains.
The grace.
the goblin
whatever they call it
There is no need to baptize what appears so pristine in that crazy game rectangle.
El
Tecatito Corona
is one of those soccer players who, in the face of despotic realism, in the face of hierarchy and order, throw themselves into spherical fiction.
To a dream of pentagons, hexagons and blades of grass.
To the noble art of the unpredictable.
With a self-pass he got rid of
Álex Moreno
and without looking up he gave a golden pass to
En-Nesyri
.
The Moroccan striker tamed the ball, faced the goal, and was shot down in the hot zone by
Claudio Bravo
, who returned to the starting lineup in a game of such substance.
Rakitic
launched the low and tender penalty to the right of the Chilean goalkeeper, who was beaten by the opposite side.
Until then, 24 minutes had passed.
They seem few in a watch, but they were a world in the Ramón Sánchez-Pizjuán.
Everything happened.
A grab by William Carvalho of Joan Jordán inside the area, in which Del Cerro Grande did not see a penalty, had shaken the stands.
Tecatito had assisted Jesús Navas, who shot just wide.
En-Nesyri grazed a
Papu Gómez
cross that came close to misleading Claudio Bravo.
A volley from Tecatito, Danger and not Corona by name, was deflected by Bartra when he almost sniffed the net.
Distribution of yellow cards to
Canales
and
Jordán
after challenging each other in midfield.
Sevilla was a storm, Betis held on as best they could on deck.
After the goal, Fekir went down to the catacombs with a torch.
He illuminated the football of his own.
He advanced as he could between gloomy corridors.
The pressure from Lopetegui's men was precise and persistent.
Then
Papu
was injured and
Acuña
made an excessive tackle on Fekir.
Vermilion yellow card.
The Frenchman ended up being substituted.
It wasn't just any game.
It was one of those clenched-jaw, white-knuckled clashes.
In hardness, Sevilla was better.
His harassment lasted the entire first half.
Eight shots, over 70% possession and a definite lead.
The second goal, already on the brink of rest, was scored by
Munir
.
Bono kicked the goal, the ball surpassed the Verdiblanca rearguard, the Moroccan headed for the goal and shot with more faith than placement.
Bravo threw himself well, but the mitts were made of sand.
Fekir, headdress
Pellegrini's changes injected a subdued enthusiasm into the visiting ranks.
Joaquín
and
Ruibal
contributed tusk.
Fekir
, touched, and
Carvalho
, misguided and parsimonious, stayed in the locker room.
The most active was the oldest: Joaquín doesn't have the speed or the flash of before, but he read the match perfectly.
He attacked, fixed the defense and created uncertainty in the hitherto comfortable red and white defense.
In minute 57 he assisted Bartra who, completely alone in the section of the area, wanted to place it and not break.
The ball went to one side.
On the next play it was Tello who allowed Bono to show off who, with a changed hand, with just his fingertips, deflected his shot to a corner.
Time passed cruelly for Betis, who did not finish contacting Borja Iglesias, a castaway on the island in the Sevilla area.
Willian José
replaced him, with the same luck.
The problem was in the center of the field, blurred, surpassed, without bite.
Sevilla, with everything in their favour, lowered the pace of the game to the point of bordering on euthanasia.
Nothing was happening.
Just a succession of horizontal passes, dominating, accommodated.
Gudelj
had entered the field only to avoid Betic temptations.
In the 80th minute,
Héctor Bellerin
he drew a goal pass that Álex Moreno did not know how to embody in a goal.
It was as clear as it was late.
Betis was already out of the game, defeated in life, tired.
At the mercy of a Sevilla that had ruled the derby from start to finish.
A free kick in minute 92, which Canales masterfully threw into the net, briefly ignited the Verdiblanco mood.
But it was already a posthumous jubilation.
A worthy epilogue after a demanding but noble meeting, where football was once again the protagonist.
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