[Sport] Madrid sinks against Alcoyano

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Real Madrid lived a black night. Alcoyano enters the history of Madrid as Alcorcón or Toledo did before, placing the white team in an indisputable crisis. The magical night of goal José Juan, the effort of the block and the indisputable success in the decisive moments gave a victory with resonance throughout the football planet, for his feat and for the consequences it may have. The impotence and lack of reaction from Zidane's team puts the whole project in discussion.

Real Madrid appeared in El Collao, the national depository of football morale, full of unknowns in the game - the results prove it - and in the locker room - the imminent departure of Odegaard and that of Jovic calls into question the handling of Zidane with the white promises-. So the French coach gave an order not to speculate in Alcoy, presenting an eleven with more usual than expected. Despite the massive rotation on defense, partly forced by injuries to Carvajal and Ramos, he kept Casemiro and Lucas Vázquez in the lineup. They are men of his trust, they have earned it. And it must be recognized that they justify it in any field. In the mud and in the five-star stadiums.

So he sent Madrid out, moving the ball well and arriving with ease. Valverde tested José Juan and the goalkeeper responded with a remarkable save, next to the post. Militao delivered a header to the goalkeeper's hands, shortly before the quarter hour, and there was not much else in the area because Alcoyano began to feel comfortable without the ball. Well placed, the Alicante team joined the lines in their plot and began to bore Madrid.

The pestiño suited Alcoyano. With a bit of luck, the whites would disconnect and allow for a tight result. The Parras team was about to hit the target on the first occasion, a cross from the right that Mourad headed powerfully. The debutant Lunin served effectively, although the play was canceled for offside. The threat was real.

The local plan was about to conquer the rest with tables. In just over two years as a Real Madrid player, Eder Militao had only appeared in shipwrecks, and he already touched some joy. The Brazilian made it 0-1 with an impeccable and close header. He clinched a cross from Marcelo after teaming up with Isco, the two of the old guard who aspire to return. As soon as they offer, Zidane opens the door for them. They are yours. And period.

The goal lulled the game. Madrid closed the door and dedicated themselves to avoiding scares. Nothing to reproach in terms of attitude and sacrifice. Something else in terms of football. A couple of distant shots, Mariano and Lucas, and you stop counting. Vicente Parras moved the bench, three changes at a stroke, in search of more verticality and arrival. The white central triangle (Militao, Casemiro and Víctor Chust) did not concede anything, but neither did Madrid kill the game. Mariano saw a card and Benzema began to warm up. The youth squad did not have many more minutes, who went to the bench mulling over his frustration.

Karim's entry did not fix anything. What's more, Madrid's night went badly. Second B teams are used to turning a corner into a treasure. Two in a row, executed with poison by Juli, led to the tie. The first was taken out by Lunin with his fists, The second found Solbes alone at the far post, unattended by Vinícius.

The panorama awakened Madrid, which at least tried to avoid the extension with some intention. A lateral free kick by Isco could not be riveted by Benzema, and the dead ball in the area reached Militao, who tried to finish off from behind. Angel was late and kicked on the Brazilian's twin. Sánchez Martínez was wrong when interpreting the play. With VAR, a resounding penalty would have been awarded. Or not, you know. The fact is that the extension was inevitable, condemning white conformism.

Asensio was the immediate response in the extension. Hazard and Kroos to warm up. Undisputed merit of Alcoyano, shaking the white giant. With a physical point above, the blue and white footballers were faced with the occasion of their lives. Especially in set pieces. Lunin had to block a header close to the exit from a corner. They came in on the 7th and 8th, but the night was a drama. Before the overtime break, Benzema was injured.

The epic accompanied Alcoyano. On the one hand, the prodigious performance of José Juan, who avoided the goals of Lucas, Asensio or Marcelo. On the other, the block, organizing after the expulsion of Ramón. He weathered the white reefs first. And then he made a monumental game in a counter on the left wing that Diakité served to the small area for Juanan to clinch the net. Historical.

The last minutes portrayed an impotent Madrid. With his best men on the grass, he tried with heart, without game. The final whistle of Sánchez Martínez certified the white catastrophe. Not even the penalty to limbo serves as an alibi. At El Collao, Madrid hit rock bottom.