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The shyest Madrid in centuries abdicated in Manchester before an overwhelming city that taught it a historic lesson. A bathroom for the champion who didn’t say a word on English soil. An ordinary Real played by an opponent with more football and volume from the warm up to the final fireworks. A futuristic city on the way to its second final, the Summit in Istanbul, where Inter awaits them on June 10th. It was pointless for Courtois to stop Haaland, that footballer from behind who kept the tie dry. He gave the same thing. There is no shortage of soloists in a choral group in the city. At the Etihad, Bernardo Silva led by two goals. They completed the local group with a Militão own goal and Julián Álvarez also got the racquet out. A city with Rodri as its flag. A jug of Madrid so withered that Vinicius, that first-class powder, was a humble altar boy. A reflection of an incredibly flat Real, a Manchester wanderer.
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Ederson Moraes, Rúben Dias, Manuel Akanji, Walker, De Bruyne (Foden, min. 83), John Stones, Rodrigo, Gündogan (Mahrez, min. 79), Grealish, Bernardo Silva and Erling Braut Haaland (Julián Álvarez, min. 89 ). )
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Courtois, Alaba, Camavinga (Aurelien Tchouameni, min. 79), Dani Carvajal (Lucas Vázquez, min. 79), Eder Militao, Kroos (Marco Asensio, min. 70), Modric (Rüdiger, min. 63), Federico Valverde, Vinicius Junior, Rodrygo (Dani Ceballos, min. 79) and Benzema
Goals 1-0 min. 23: Bernardo Silva. 2:0 minutes. 36: Bernardo Silva. 3:0 minutes. 75: Manuel Akanji. 4:0 minutes. 91: Julian Alvarez.
referee Szymon Marciniak
Yellow cards Rúben Dias (min. 50), Dani Carvajal (min. 55), Gündogan (min. 62), Camavinga (min. 75) and Grealish (min. 90)
For England, a petrified Real Madrid. An absolutist city. A side that of Pep Guardiola, with a ring of authority that eclipsed even a Madrid that usually fights for the European Cup with crush on crush. Nothing to do with the sleepy and hesitant city of Chamartín. When returning a team with tonnage, sharp.
In front of the citizens Rodri, who has long had the field in his boots. Ahead, fliers in the swarm, in the case of Bernardo Silva, De Bruyne and Gündogan. As a soundtrack in the Courtois area Haaland, who only missed two headbutts because the Belgian goalkeeper was standing in front of him, who intervened with both the right hip and a categorical slap in the face. The real, mummified, from Miranda didn’t intervene. Not even a drop of Kroos and Modric. Not a touch of Valverde. Not a single shot from Vinicius as Rodrygo and Benzema are out of focus. A stiff Madrid unexpectedly moth-eaten, supported only by Courtois’ scaffolding.
Bernardo Silva tormented Camavinga and Grealish was more unruly than in the first leg against Carvajal. The constant movements of De Bruyne and Gundogan wore down the champion, who was gagged every round by Rodri – the ruler of the base camp -, by Stones and by Walker. A hook and skate set and another rusty one that has nothing to do with the most real Madrid that terrifies Europe. You see, the first visitor footprint at Adversary Ranch lasted more than half an hour.
Julián Álvarez scores fourth goal for Manchester City. MOLLY DARLINGTON (Portal)
Manchester City players Erling Haaland, Ruben Dias and Manuel Akanji celebrate Manchester City’s third goal scoring a Militão own goal. Associated Press/LaPresse Jon Super (APS)
Thibaut Courtois saves a chance after a Haaland shot. JASON CAIRNDUFF (Action Images via Portal)
Defender Eder Militão defends the ball against striker Haaland. OLI SCARF (AFP)
Vinícius Júnior tries to break through Manchester City players Kyle Walker and Kevin De Bruyne. PAUL ELLIS (AFP)
Real Madrid coach Carlo Ancelotti gives instructions from the sidelines. DAVID RAWCLIFFE (EFE)
Referee Szymon Marciniak warns Real Madrid defender Eder Militão. CARL RECINE (EL PAÍS)
Real Madrid striker Karim Benzema drives the ball into midfield after Manchester City’s second goal. James Gill-Danehouse (Getty Images)
Courtois looks at the ball after Bernardo Silva’s second goal for Manchester City. CARL RECINE (Portal)
One of Manchester City’s many offensive moves against the Real Madrid goal in the first part of the game. JASON CAIRNDUF (Action Pictures via Portal)
Manchester City defender Kyle Walker guards Real Madrid striker Vinícius Júnior. ADAM VAUGHAN (EFE)
Vinícius Júnior receives instructions from Real Madrid coach Carlo Ancelotti. OLI SCARF (AFP)
Bernardo Silva celebrates with Manchester City fans the goal that gave him the opening goal. Associated Press/LaPresse Jon Super (APS)
Pep Guardiola celebrates Manchester City’s second goal. Michael Regan (Getty Images)
Manchester City’s Portuguese midfielder Bernardo Silva opens the scoring. PAUL ELLIS (AFP)
Real Madrid goalkeeper Thibaut Courtois saves Haaland’s shot with one hand. JASON CAIRNDUF (Action Pictures via Portal)
Striker Erling Haaland has an effort on goal. PAUL ELLIS (AFP)
Pep Guardiola regrets one of the many missed opportunities Manchester had in the early minutes of the game. Jon Super (AP)
Real Madrid goalkeeper Thibaut Courtois saves a shot from Norway striker Erling Haaland. OLI SCARFF (AFP)
Kevin De Bruyne controls the ball in the presence of Toni Kroos. JASON CAIRNDUF (Action Pictures via Portal)
Luka Modric runs after the ball pursued by Bernardo Silva. Associated Press/LaPresse Jon Super (APS)
Real Madrid coach Carlo Ancelotti on the away bench. ADAM VAUGHAN (EFE)
Manchester City manager Pep Guardiola sits on the bench before the game. MOLLY DARLINGTON (Portal)
Real Madrid and Manchester City managers Carlo Ancelotti and Pep Guardiola embrace at the start of the game. ADAM VAUGHAN (EFE)
Real Madrid’s starting XI in the second leg of the Champions League semifinals. CARL RECINE (Portal)
Manchester City’s starting XI in the second leg of the Champions League semi-final. ADAM VAUGHAN (EFE)
Bernardo Silva took advantage of the local kidnapping. City were a round table as De Bruyne blocked the Portuguese in the Courtois area. Kroos, as stiff as any comrade, came at random and the Portuguese successfully attacked Courtois. The city went and went; The Real was somewhere other than Manchester. The most unreal and Siberian Madrid to google.
Being Real, one could guess that such a muddy team with so much skin on display was just a staple. It seemed so as Kroos fended off Ederson’s crossbar. A mirage. Small talk between Grealish and Gündogan immediately led to a rejection by Militão. Bernardo Silva, a tern in the penalty area, a vector for Guardiola’s men, chased the 2-0 header. A city without the training of the Bernabéu; a real one without fangs, wounded. So brittle that even Modric, the great Modric, was corked. Like Benzema, like everyone. Has nothing to do with City, no longer with City of the first leg, which was limited to handling the ball. This time, a more sincere team, constantly on the move, able to distract when necessary, seek a colleague when necessary, and confuse the rival when necessary. No location was identified. With Guardiola at the helm, a chess-playing city where Bernardo Silva tackled the same as De Bruyne or Gundogan, either from the side or through the interior corridors. In this heavenly Manchester, everyone has more than one script. Nothing was familiar for Madrid, the other’s entry was a sudoku for the guests. The English team was missing Haaland’s axe, that heavyweight that moves like a super featherweight, this time guarded by militão. Rather from Courtois, who frustrated him for the third time with a rebound with his right shin in a fencer duel with the Norwegian. The ball landed on the bar. A thread for Real, in which he played no role despite the greater bite in the second act, even with the otherwise cheeky Vinicius. Not even with the Praetorians Modric and Kroos, the first ones Ancelotti sent to the darkroom.
Madrid were still in a ghostly plan when Akanji’s shot ricocheted off in Militão: 3-0. The lowest champ ever, on the silver screen. Not a single rant against Ederson, apart from a free-kick from Alaba and a last outburst from the only Benzema of the night. The Frenchman was just as scared as Rodrygo… Like all the Quisquis at Real except Courtois.
From start to finish, the game was the affair of Spain’s new captain Rodri, the best continuation of Busquets in centuries. Rodri for the distance. Rodri channeled. A Rodri as baggage of a city that defeated the champion. Guardiola moment. Moment City. An earthquake for reality.
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