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Nothing has tamed Betis or made them lose a fierce joy.

17 years without touching money, settling for lesser pleasures, those that in life are the best but that in football always know little.

The verdiblancos have conjugated the verb to lose too many times, so many times that they have made it a way of life.

But the

manqueperda

has been parked by an engineer who, without losing an iota of talent, has turned the team into a precise football machine.

And it is that although there are not infinite ways to win, Betis has chosen a style that brings it closer to the only objective pursued in a final: victory.

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Everything justifies that end, that of achieving a burst of happiness, which Beticismo feels as sustainable as

Joaquín

.

The captain dreamed of lifting the Cup, at home, in a surrendered stadium that the Verdiblancos will treasure in their memory as a great booty.

And he did it by overcoming a rival who looked at him face to face until the penalty shootout.

Betis started the game playing their symphony from memory and finding the seams against Valencia with such ease that the north end of the stadium fell silent.

Bordalás put together

a

team with five defenders, with

Paulista

at the helm who got the yellow card without breaking a sweat, and a midfield that had to bite the ankles of

Canales, Guido and Fekir

.

From there, Betis wanted to win the game and Valencia not lose it.

The plan that came out was the verdiblanco.

The Frenchman broke through on the left bank, supported by the sprinter

Bellerín

who reached the bottom and served for Borja Iglesias's point-blank header, interpreter of the dreams of two thirds of the stands dyed green and white.

Pandora's box seemed to have opened, unleashing the gale, the barrage of signals.

First shot, first goal, and the evidence that Valencia, beaten by the scars from which it bleeds, could not find its place.

Not even the armor that the coach put on him served to hold him apart from blows like the one that

Juanmi

wanted to deal shortly after to a spectral rival.

He danced the final to the rhythm of the Sevillians, so much so that Iglesias dared with a backheel in the area to Bellerín so that he could raise a ball that could not find a head that would convert it into a greater advantage.

hard, talisman

While Pellegrini visualized his script, Bordalás was hoarse, reordering his dwarfed eleven and did not even dare to look at the bench, because there he only had

Bryan Gil

's bullet in the chamber.

It had all happened too soon.

Betis felt so superior that they fell into the trap of giving Valencia up for dead, which did not need to handle the ball to equalize the score.

Three passes were enough for them.

With three players it was enough.

Carlos Soler looked for her on the wing, he leaked a pass that no one in the stadium imagined to

Ilaix so that he would leave Hugo Duro alone against Bravo

.

It was impossible for the talisman man of the last Valencianist cups to fail.

He touched Hugo Duro in 2019 and stung it in 2022. He even allowed himself to be wrong when trying to assist Guedes in another offensive rush.

Grogui Pellegrini's team, Canales still appeared to shoot the post almost on the way to the locker room.

Everything was to write.

And with better lyrics Valencia returned to the grass.

He tilted the field towards its bottom and began to show that the ball must be taken to the goal.

With the personality of those who seek the ninth Cup in their grayest days, the balm title that opens the doors of Europe.

If Betis does it with pause, they opted for electricity.

Guedes and Gayà

met

to put together a play that Claudio Bravo saved.

Even Paulista was encouraged to hit again from the front.

Thus emerged the general who orders, commands and sets an example of conduct.

It was difficult for Betis to understand what was happening, how the rival had forgotten that bronco motto and had the ball.

He wanted to compete.

Ilaix emerged to find gaps, to associate and look for tickles to the Betic trio that seemed to have disappeared.

The south bottom rose when Pellegrini sent Joaquín to warm up and, like a whiplash of energy, Betis reacted.

It was, once again, Borja Iglesias who gobbled up the defense to leave Juanmi alone against a

Mamardashvili

who stretched out his foot to avoid the goal of the locals.

The duel opened up so that Canales looked for a distant shot and, again, Juanmi crashed into the strain of the post.

The ball snatched by Borja Iglesias also grazed the post and while Fekir claimed a penalty and, when he recovered, crashed into the Georgian goal.

The verdiblancos had played outburst.

It was Joaquín's time for green and white madness without managing to dominate his rival.

The madness broke out.

Mamardashvili embittered Borja again and Bryan Gil emerged to try to get the captains, Gayà and Soler, to avoid an inevitable extra time and penalties.

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