Real Madrid of Carlo Ancelotti found the first shipwreck of the season in a Ciutat de Valencia who gave a surreal meeting, dominated by whites in the first part, shaken by the Levante in Madrid and tied errors thanks to Vinicius, which obviating the
Pressure to which it is subjected by its failure before the goal, joined the madness with two excellent definitions.
He started the game between the tubs caused by an excessively wet lawn, with Madrid still finding himself in an unusual center center.
Without Kroos or Modric, Casemiro was embedded on the axis and released Valverde and Isco, leaving the lead for the trident that form Hazard, Benzema and Bale, who shared an attack by the second consecutive match.
Isco was the best the time it was in the field.
He led the ball out on the left side next to Alaba and linked with Hazard and Benzema for Madrid’s initiatives.
In one of those connections on the left side of Madrid, the first was born.
Embedded by the pressure of the Levante, which barely left space in the medullary, Benzema tested a unmarked, integrated in the dressing room and on the lawn, converted on a goal manifest goal.
The Austrian has entered with a red carpet in Madridista territory and stars from the side some of the best offensive pills in the Ancelotti painting.
As in Vitoria, where he attended Vinicius, this time he found Long the Gallo with a soft touch for him to appear with the ball in the area.
The Frenchman did not look for a goal, braked the ball by the lawn, and gave a pass of death that Bale accommodated the network at her first goal on white after 19 months.
Madrid turned the first goal into gasoline necessary to fake ideas.
He was able to record the second in different actions, released by the clairvoyance of Isco and the technical and tactical delivery of Alaba, one of the signings of the year in the league, but he came up with his lack of stuck.
Neither Hazard, the most irregular of the attackers, nor Benzema could surpass Aitor.
Not even Fede Valverde, powerful, chicking on the right to have a diagonal running field, he managed to play the rival network in his attempts.
The Levante appreciated the rest and touched gold at his first opportunity.
In a good combination with Morales, Roger took advantage of Lucas had missed the out-of-play line to stand in front of Courtois and score at the Belgian, who touched the ball but could not avoid the tie.
The goal froze to Madrid, who had been so good in the first part that he trusted as if he were comfortably winning.
Ten minutes after the draw, of fruits launched a center to the second stick where campaign appeared, without a brand, to fly to the courtois goal.
All the looks left behind Lucas Vázquez, who had not been understood with Militao and was defending another footballer: “I had two,” the Galician protested his companions.
At one point, the Ancelotti had thrown out by the precipice his good game.
The Italian moved the tree, withdrew Hazard and Bale, too intermittent for what is expected of them, and it took Isco from the countryside with the apparent excuse of the physique.
Asensio entered, in that new position of half end, Rodrygo and Vinicius, Brazilian electricity to awaken a team in shock.
Ancelotti tried to fan the flame with fast and powerful players, but in a context of few spaces, with the lifting enclosed in the area, Madrid suffered.
Only when he handed the ball did he find the tie.
It was Casemiro, with a deep pass of 40 meters, who left Vinicius only before a race towards the Aitor’s goal.
The young front, pressed by his mistakes before the net, did hit to top it off, with quality and pause, to the left of the Granota goalkeeper.
The Levante could have become small, but he continued to take advantage of the opportunities of destiny.
Bardhi took out a fault that Alala could not clear and reject fell to Pier, who beat an incredulous Courtois.
Without time to think, Madrid got on the shoulders of the spark of Vinicius, touched by the wand of those days that the great players have.
In an appearance that reminded that of the last Champions before Liverpool, the Brazilian was the great solution of Madrid.
With the match against and the first puncture in sight, he resolved a chance at the corner of the area with a master’s degree.
Without just angle, he traced a diagonal dot that surprised Aitor and put the tables.
A few minutes later, he provoked the governing expulsion with a unmark to space and a self-pease and had the most spicy moments of a discount that did not serve those of Ancelotti.
The final whistle confirmed the first gray night of this ‘new’ Madrid, ballasting by defensive mistakes and for apathy in the final meters of its strikers.
Smile the meringue picture with some positive news, like Alaba, the minutes of Isco and the vinicius heartbreak, but the doubts behind, especially on the side of Lucas, leave him two points behind leadership.
