PSG Bushes villa in the quarter -final first leg of the Champions League – Liberation
Not all teams have the privilege of having an authentic blood prince shake the hand of each player before a four in the Champions League final. We must therefore recognize Aston Villa this very separate chandelier, the prince of Wales William, first in the order of the succession to the British throne, having posted in a corridor of the Parc des Princes to greet each Villan between his warm -up and the kick -off of the match on the lawn All costs champions of France Parisian.
His favorites will however have dropped their chance, which they nevertheless held most of the match: the defeat (3-1) leaves them little hope of reversing the trend in eight days at Villa Park. A surprise, and not the least, still slipped into the course of the meeting since it is not the collective outfit of the capital’s club but the individual quality of its players who will have made the difference. We mean that the pearls of the crown wore the Parisian jersey: Désiré Doué and Khvicha Kvaratskhelia have released their team from the rut, they are also there for that but they recall, ultimately, that this team has extraordinary elements, which could shine as strong under other latitudes.
It did not take long to realize that evening visitors formed an excellent team, disciplined, specifies in the placement of each and the general articulation, calm during the endless sequences of Parisian possession. Not very dangerous, of course. But John McGinn and others had not come to turn the towels either. It was first a question of making the round back. Then enjoy an error, finally if it occurs. In the 34th minute, the Portuguese defender of PSG Nuno Mendes lost a ball on the midline, ratified by McGinn: three passes further, Morgan Rogers put the Chérie team of Prince William at the helm.
Paris-SG has not returned to the match collectively: to the real, it is an exceptional technical feat of the young (19 years old) desired, preferred to Bradley Barcola at the kick-off, who was going to put the premises back to height, the neo-international recovering a ball on the left wing before refocusing and sending a bizarre, a little floating strike, who sent the Villa Guardian Martinez to Strawberries (1-1 39th). Lemons parity score and a form of logic, the superior technical quality of the Parisian environment sometimes giving the paradoxical impression to put the team trained by Luis Enrique to sleep. The second Parisian goal was a bit more collective, since the striker KHVICHA KVARETSKHELIA was isolated thanks to the passage of his team in a against one against the right back of Villa, the French Axel Disasi, who had just replaced a Matty Cash already martyred by the Georgian. Nevertheless: the continuation of the action owed everything to the class of KVaratskhelia, giving the dusty to poor disasi before deceiving Martinez in closed angle (2-1, 49th).
Sanded, poorly paid the treasures of rigor and commitment put in the match and undoubtedly prematurely worn mentally, the villans then lowered pavilion, opening spaces and losing acuity in the lifts of balloons. He will have missed a little speed, a little concentration sometimes, a more frank collective impulse to explode English at the end of resources, clinging to this little goal of disbursements as a place of salvation. The end of the match will also have been strange, inhabited with ulterior motives (since we are doing this in eight days), as if the two teams deserted the field half.
And to this little game there, the English will still let go of the ballast: pushed by their unaumi coach Emery to go and seek the equalization, the defenders of Villa will open a boulevard in Ousmane Dembélé and Nuno Mendes, the Portuguese cannon the opposing goal (3-1, 92nd) and redeem from his initial error. Prudence commands to say that the qualification is not folded. But everything says the opposite.
