Barça shakes off complexes against Real Madrid... miraculously

's Real Madrid's first defeat

came at the Palau Blaugrana, where the then assistant began to take charge of a team that he inherited after the unusual dismissal of

.

A suddenly revitalized Barcelona, ​​led by an unstoppable

, dispelled any doubts about this start of the season for 37 minutes in which he plucked the eternal rival, who had won five of the previous six.

And yet, ghosts back, he trembled so much at the end that he didn't end up losing because this time

's miracle escaped.

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The Balearic enjoyed the triple that would have signed (another) historic comeback.

Because this time the script had little to do with what had been happening since last May, with the Final Four, the ACB and even the Super Cup.

This time

could not reign, this time the rebound was Barça.

Even without

nor the recently operated

) and with very little of a

whose physical condition does not allow him to stay on the court for too long, Barça regained momentum and fang, superior as it was not so long ago .

The azulgrana had already suffered three defeats so far this season and injuries had only further torpedoed this Year 3 of the Saras era.

And Madrid came launched, six run victories and new faces pointing illusions.

But for the early Euroleague classic none of the above was worth.

An anesthetized Real Madrid, a wounded Barça.

Mateo, who returned to the Palau after the last ACB final, now with all the stripes of the position, wanted to innovate in the quintet.

He learned that lesson of not touching what works.

He changed the pace of a Madrid that was traveling from strength to strength, with Tavares, a Barça ogre, on the bench and Hezonja and Cornelie starting.

The bet was fatal, because he also did not know how to react tactically when Satoransky abused Sergio Rodríguez on the post.

The Czech was the author of the first 10 Barça points, seven of his hands and an assist for a triple by Mike Tobey.

It was going to be his night, the first big one since his return after his time in the NBA.

With Kalinic plugged in and despite Madrid's changes in sanity, Barça's advantage was their spring.

He saw himself dominating in the classic, at last.

Llull and Tavares cut back, but once again Jasikevicius's, who found an answer on his bench with Vesely and Da Silva -all the signings shone-, soared with a 12-2 run (40-27 the maximum then) that only a Hezonja's triple at the half-time buzzer was able to stop.

Chus Mateo had warned in the previous one, as if putting on a bandage that does not exist in Real Madrid's DNA: "You have to play it down."

And she gave the impression that this lack of motivation was assumed by her pupils, without the competitive rage of previous occasions.

The third quarter did not improve Madrid, now overwhelmed by the local defense, without a trace of Musa.

Sanli and Laprovittola joined the party, the Czech connection continued to cause damage and the Whites found themselves down 18 (61-43, min. 29).

A 0-9, with Petr Cornelie as the desperate protagonist, was going to make them reach the final episode with some encouragement.

But Madrid did not flow.

Satoransky dominated every detail on the track and the matter was completely dominated... if it weren't for the fact that the one in front was precisely Madrid.

And, faithful to his tradition, to that of never giving up, of forcing the impossible, he got down to it with the collaboration of a Barça that trembled when Deck roared.

The Argentine dressed as a hero, scoring 13 points in the final act and the Whites scored a 2-13 run that left them two points behind with 15 seconds to go.

Laprovittola played in the background, who, prey to nerves, lost it.

So Llull, the one with the incredible baskets, enjoyed a triple that would have signed another of his unforgettable nights.

He narrowly escaped.

Madrid lost and, however, with that final show of pride, they made us forget all the inferiority shown previously.

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