[Sport] LaLiga winks at Sevilla

[#Steeven.™]

Sevilla has been determined to give excitement to the championship.

We are going to put ourselves in some vital assumption where we already think that we have won without having done so, that is, by getting more than we thought or could hope for. If we put on, not many come out, in the same day to day. "Tomorrow gives water and we cancel the paddle game (mania to book outdoors) if at 8.00 it is still bad." Category sun. That game tastes like glory to you. "I am going to look at the draft of the Treasury for making my body (and spending little) in the face of the looming disaster." In an incomprehensible way it does not pay. Even if they give you back 0.01 cents. You've won. You accept with your eyes closed, like someone who celebrates a goal in the last minute. After a few years someone reviews it and says that you lost 500 euros for accepting without looking. At that time you spent that same amount celebrating it. Message at 7 pm in a meeting with friends after a copious lunch. "Since you never go out, nothing happens because you are late." It is not a victory, this is a League. Outside of jokes and bizarre examples, the intention was to put in a situation that Sevilla fan who suddenly believes that it is possible for his team to raise a league. I maintain that there are almost no options and no math. There are three rivals with more points, players, experience and strength inside and outside the offices. However, just being in that moment of tense calm, of simple happiness waiting to know if he is a boy or a girl, the Sevilla player should enjoy this League final like no other. He has achieved his Champions League goal on matchday 30, which is said soon. You have eight left to enjoy, laugh, celebrate ... Win or not. Because without knowing it, he has already won.

Because no one will take away from Sevilla what he is experiencing at this point in the domestic competition. As much as in the last eight days he takes the umbrellas and flip-flops that some of his players seemed to have on the Balaídos lawn. And to all this, the game that Sevilla dispatched was one of those who do not make fans, they put it under the sofa or in the kitchen preparing dinner with machetes for each goal of the opponent, accompanied by their own error. It is difficult to understand that a team changes its face in such a radical way from the duel against Atlético to that of Vigo. The rival has a lot to do with it. It is not the first time that a happy opponent and with an almost suicidal pressure destroys Sevilla. Dortmund already did it in the first half of Sánchez-Pizjuán. It was not just Haaland, it was not knowing how to get out of the pressure by means of always surpassed midfielders. It does not matter the value that each one wants to give to Rakitic. We know what he was and maybe what he can give if he does a normal preseason. More than normal, Spartan. Either he takes a step forward on a physical level, or it does not work for this Seville. I'm not talking about contracts, years, or millions. Soccerically it does not help him with this version. It is good to dress in a suit for Easter and the Fair. Traditions must be showcased. And dress up as a footballer on Sundays. It all depends on him.

Nor is it the time to stay with what has been tormenting the people who decide at the Sánchez-Pizjuán for several months on nights like this. They will be delighted by the team image that Sevilla always gives, a winning machine when they play well, badly or regularly. Even in that, it is possible to observe the greatness of the one who one day wants to aspire to be the best of all in LaLiga. Someday. That may not come because he always competes at a disadvantage and the two giants barely leave the crumbs of a tournament a decade for the third in contention. This year it was thought that it would be Atlético. It remains to be seen. Injuries, other competitions, fear of losing what seemed won, more fear that it will be your greatest sporting rival who will lift a title that you can almost touch with your fingertips ... And a fourth stone guest to a party at the one who wasn't invited. They weren't going to let him sneak in. But there is Sevilla. Giving war. Fighting for what is supposedly not his, despite the fact that he has been yearning for a triumph of that magnitude for 75 years, when he took the first and only in Les Corts. Why put fences on the road? Why close the door to illusions? Why say no when it is better to say yes? Well, because Sevilla cannot win LaLiga on paper ... And paper does not always hold everything.