The party met what is expected of an Athletic-Real Madrid, and usually much, if not everything. Emotion, courage, tumbling from playing and watching. Also water. If Real Madrid beat because football is won because the passion and talent unbalanced dispute. Not forgetting the gift of San Jose, friendly fire when the story was yet to be written. The clash was born matched to the end and finished equal, balanced to the millimeter. Each team raised a sticky pressure that lasted for 93 minutes. The balance was rocky, but always lit loopholes, especially for Modric and Benzema. So the error started the match well and the meeting was walking with giant steps, when the unexpected happened. In one of many balls that distribute the porters, Iraizoz turned the ball over to San Jose, located in the front, who returned to his goalkeeper. He did not address the hazards around, more like the midfielder is that as the plant that was. The return fell short and Benzema scored at will, almost greedily. The effect was devastating for Athletic because, in addition to delivering a goal, lost a player, tormented. The Madrid grew to the same extent shrank rival; a gift that can only be understood as a good omen or bad one. Chances followed. Cristiano tested the reflexes of Irazoz and Benzema stroked the double with the toenail. Kroos returned to haunt the goal. His shot (high) came close to complete a gorgeous counterattack launched by Christian and tempered by Benzema, who controlled the meteorite like someone picks up a pen. Athletic recovery heart resumed beating Susaeta from the side. But it was not a lasting resurrection. Madrid had already smelled the blood and enjoyed the space to build cons were actually 'contragalopes'. Kovacic could sentence in the nth, but Iraizoz cleared it with more arms than Shiva. In the second half, the pride Athletic gave a new dimension to the game. The advantage of Madrid narrowed with the passion of the stadium. Aduriz acogotó the white defense and Sabin used the confusion to draw and defeat the record Keylor, who remained five minutes from Michelangelo. New life. At least for a minute. This time it took Benzema to score the second, opening cross from Modric and Isco. By then the rain had stopped wanting. Local they returned to the charge, cheered by adversity and the flood. They began to intensify the hanging balls and Madrid breathed puffs hanging from his goalkeeper. So you win in San Mamés and the leadership in Bilbao is reached and so lost when you are the host. With guts and breathless.
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