From the goal the Cup returned, with a more active Madrid, on the back of Vinicius, an essential figure. There is no deeper player in the squad. He repeated again and again without anyone accompanying his arrivals. Valverde, Ramos and Marcelo were also close to the goal. In return, Zidane’s team seemed as long as the worst day, with the trio upstairs lazy in the fold. That opened a highway to the Real in the backlash.Ramos took all the offensive licenses and Marcelo delivered too far back. He has lost the angel. Casemiro’s absence enlarged one and the other. And then Isak appeared, who studies for Ibrahimovic and progresses properly. In eleven minutes he scored three goals, the first invalidated by the VAR and the other two valid. Big striker, volley goals (after great play by Barrenetxea, far superior to Januzaj) and right-handed to the squad.A 0-3 like that kills anyone, but nobody like Madrid has come out alive from lunges like that. A quick goal from Marcelo, in clear error of Remiro, surpassed by his stick, put him back in the game. To the team and the public, for whom the epic is adrenaline. It lasted ten minutes. What it took to leave at the fingertips of the squad a shot of Vinicius, the most involved in the cause, and in shooting Merino to Areola in sending of Isak, the almighty of the party.The case was seen, but there is no competition with more progress than the Cup or player with more faith than Vinicius. They annulled a goal and gave another to Rodrygo, in a Bernabéu that flew from resignation to illusion. In the discount, Nacho minimized the white handicap. Of that Real daring of the beginning there was hardly anything left. Imanol had been collecting candles with the changes and managing time. The one that has run out of Madrid in this Cup. Zidane had rebuilt Madrid from back to front, shrinking the team, making him defensively responsible, inventing Valverde, raising Casemiro to the generalate. And suddenly, in the Cup, his damn competition, the worst of the past appeared to him: a gurpolargo, untied back, without order or concert, with Marcelo and Ramos in their worst versions. That, before a team from head to toe like the Real, did not slip, despite the heroic final onslaught. From the Bernabéu came out reinforced Odegaard and decorated Isak. Vinicius, again in highs, was no consolation.Zidane has mutated the traditional alignment of convenience in alignment of coexistence, which leaves the present outdoors to make the future better. It is in danger. He has used the Cup to keep Marcelo and James alive, players of great past and little future, so he can arrive; so that Areola remains in a state of alertness, although what he alerted this time was his presence; for Modric, Casemiro and someone else to cure fatigue and stress, common occupational diseases football; and for some to complete the master. Vinicius and Brahim, fundamentally. The Malaga is a player of craftsmanship and also of immediate uncertain future because it lacks continuity. Bale, suspected of severe escaping in the eyes of the public, now looks out of that coffee for everyone. It will be difficult to mend that emotional gap.So that hybrid team, mixed holders and substitutes, with more silk than corduroy, crashed into a very recognizable Real that only kept Portu, the top player of his squad in the sum of goals and assists. But the Imanol team is excellent in both areas and its average age provides a very long journey.In the white memory was that first swampy part against Atlético with five midfielders. So Zidane widened the field with Vinicius, his foreign affairs ministry, and placed Brahim as the third medium, behind James. It was an acceptance of the asymmetry with two half-pointers with more style than work and greater exposure to danger before a team of ammunition left over. That did not work out. Brahim played little as a team. James is on the verge of total disconnection, although he left a great shot that Remiro guessed.At the start, in any case, he lacked the cupper outburst. Madrid arrived with objections, without going straight to the point, and Real followed it, with soccer content and waiting for the error of others. He found it soon, halfway through the first part. Areola was wrong twice, first by rejecting badly a distant shot from Isak and then swallowing the satin and centered shot of Odegaard, who was on the rebound. The ball entered passed between his legs, a gesture that always snubes a goalie. The Norwegian complied with the code of good conduct of the loan and did not celebrate it. Feel close your return.