Last update 30 April, 2013 by Julio Muñoz
Two goals from Benzema and Ramos in the last ten minutes left Madrid on the brink of the Champions League final for the third consecutive year. But the many arrived too late, especially if we remember the three very clear chances that the whites wasted in the first quarter of an hour and that could have defined a totally different game script. But no; In the end it was the same as the last three years.
A quarter of an hour of blindness condemned Madrid. The comeback ritual was almost completely completed. In the end the goal was missing, only one, that element for some so prosaic that, to remove luster, It is usually attributed almost exclusively to what they call sticking.. A) Yes, without further ado. And Madrid is, of course, the king of punching.
If such a thing is true, that virtue (for some a defect) abandoned him at the most inopportune moment. He jumped into an inflamed Bernabéu, populated by 85.000 faithful who blindly believed that yes, that was possible. And the truth is that, output, it seemed like it. With a midfield made up of Modric and Xabi, Madrid pressed up, recovered quickly and circulated the ball quickly. The whites knew how to find cracks inside and were able to overcome the tie in a quarter of an hour. A) Yes, how it sounds. Higuaín once again showed his lack of love with the Champions League by failing to go one-on-one with Weidenfeller in the fourth minute., although the worst was yet to come. Cristiano had a shot that on one of those stupid days that he usually has, of two or three goals, would have holed (minute 9). And Weidenfeller appeared again to deny him the goal in the 14th minute.′, after an extraordinary pass from Xabi Alonso.
Despite everything, the Bernabéu believed, the players believed. Borussia smelled of fear. The wear and tear on the whites was enormous., but the prize had to come. The gift was wrapped for Mesut Özil, who stood alone against the rival goal. He had so much time to think, so many options to choose from, who bet on the worst. He had delivered to Weidenfeller, already defeated, but he wanted to adjust so much that he sent it away. It was the minute 16.
Özil's mistake disarmed Madrid. Another disastrous quarter of an hour, this time on attack, what, joined at the start of the second act in Dortmund, They have sealed their grave for the third consecutive semi-final. It is true that there was a great team in front, que supo bajas pulsaciones tras un inicio terrorífico. But, tras el error de ÖZil -a un nivel bajísimo en los dos partidos ante sus paisanos- al Dortmund ya no le inquietó nada. Ni siquiera la lesión de Götze, que se marchó en pleno huracán blanco. Salió Grosskreutz y el mecano siguió funcionando igual. Adelantó la línea de presión, diluyó a Modric y empezó a encontrar a Lewandowski, que tuvo el 0-1 en un tremendo despiste de Ramos. También fue al principio, porque después no se jugó. El Borussia no quiso y el Madrid no pudo.
La historia del partido parecía escrita, pero el segundo tiempo escondía un giro de guión pleno de dramatismo. Tras la pausa, el Madrid se fue descosiendo, y Lewandowski estrelló el 0-1 en el travesaño. Diego López made a tremendous save on Gündogan and again the Polish striker, historic white executioner in this tie, he touched his fifth goal at the crossroads.
The changes gave life to Madrid. Without Cristiano - the evidence of his physical precariousness became evident in the second half -, Kaká oxygenated the creation zone and several dangerous situations. Benzema also came out, inexplicable substitute in matches of this type. He provided surgical definition in the 1-0 and fish blood in the assist of the second for Ramos, that the imperial party ended, become kaiser of all white attacks. But it was too late. Especially after failing everything that can be failed in a first quarter of lethal blindness.