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The Madrid Cristiano hugs when I needed it. Gray played and did honor to the color of his shirt during most of the night. Until it appeared the figure of the emperor. At half it was no shoot on goal. Only Marcelo approached, which is something recalling a first half in which almost could hide the ball. Some had not noticed. Madrid was unable to see the posts between both legionary. Roman tactic was clear. Roma played with shield and spear. He defended very together and waited for an opportunity to launch his weapon. There was the threat. Salah made racing sweat Ramos and Varane, of stone like the Coliseum. Madrid Zidane was a flat and imprecise equipment. Until he appeared. The nearly siempre.Con Luka Modric chained the Madrid did nothing different to conquer Rome so far. It was all painted for men to run Italians and Madrid were still. Until the party blew up. Cristiano's goal was the key to the handcuffs that were holding to Madrid. James, among others, was released and nothing would be like antes.A Rome and had no choice but to embark on the sand. Vanqueaur failed to score and the referee conjuring a penalty of Carvajal. Madrid also threatened to second. Cristiano grazed. Jesse got. Gladiatorial combat played and won the strongest. Christian, you know, is as "fuck".
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