This Barcelona puts up with everything, even on the poorest afternoons.

Faced with a Valencia that lives in agony and that had superiority for half an hour due to the expulsion of

Araujo

, the Barça team once again managed to survive.

Although for this he had to look at the sky and be thankful that referee

Alberola Rojas

did not interpret a knockdown of

Kessié

on

Fran Pérez

at sunset as a penalty.

The Camp Nou, emotional turbine, is one of those fields in which one can feel like the luckiest in the world.

Until you blink and become the most miserable.

Rubén Baraja

, who has been commissioned to get Valencia out of the sports and moral septic tank that his owner has been feeding for years, could have experienced one of the best moments of his career on this very stage.

He scored two headed goals in June 2001, both colossal.

But those two episodes, unique, were erased from the fan's imagination because that was the afternoon that

Rivaldo

executed the Chilean of his life.

In all the photographs, together with the historic cabriole, the tormented image of Baraja was fixed, this time frustrated for a very different reason.

Few things hurt more in football than memory.

For this reason, when one sees

Ansu Fati

simulate a smile after a mistake, it is inevitable to remove the memory and wonder how much of that was real and how much remains of the dream.

Ansu began the second half puffing, perhaps trying to understand why his body does not respond coherently.

It wasn't nice to see him attempt a header, only to have the ball sting inches from the toes of his boots.

Although there were few who got rid of the thicket that dominated the footballers of Barcelona and Valencia.

Baraja's was a brave group despite their significant limitations, especially offensive, but they did not know how to get their rival into trouble.

Not even in superiority.

Xavi Hernández

, sanctioned, spent the afternoon rearranging pieces by means of telephone screenshots to his assistants.

Although there was no bigger problem than the lack of control.

Barcelona did not take advantage of quickly taking advantage.

Raphinha

, who is better at Vaselines with his head than with his feet, missed a caress from

Busquets

to overcome

Mamardashvili

, to whom no one should have spoken before about the Brazilian's curious specialty.

But Valencia, once

Jesús Vázquez

managed to measure up to Raphinha's combinations with Ferran Torres, was able to grow thanks to

Lino

's push .

This one, however, hit nothing after

Ter Stegen

failed to sweeten a poisoned candy from Ferran.

Histrionics

The tense calm of the first act mutated into histrionics in the first quarter of an hour of the second, when Xavi had already brought

Kessié

onto the field for

De Jong

.

Guillamón

put out his hand to protect himself, enough for the video arbitration to warn of a penalty.

Ansu wanted to scare away demons by assuming the shot, but Ferran Torres, who also lives by controlling his fears, prevented him.

Ferran failed.

He threw the ball out.

The first to encourage him was Ansu, who would have little left on the field despite later crashing a ball into the post.

It was the Spanish-Guinean who was sacrificed after the expulsion of Araujo half an hour from the end.

Koundé

had headed back with little skill, and the Uruguayan had no choice but to knock down

Hugo Duro

before he stood alone against Ter Stegen.

He knew how to trick Barcelona with emergencies, he used himself thoroughly in what he is doing best, resistance, and he was grateful as never before that the afternoon became clearer after Kessié ran over Fran Pérez without the VAR correcting the perception initial of the referee, that nothing should have seen.

Barça is not there to deny holy water.

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