As in the announcement of an expected wedding, as in the “Friend, I haven't told you: I'm going to be a mother“. As in grandfather's birthdays or in the first teenage kiss. But multiplied by 56,000. The writer Nick Hornby said that” none of the moments that people usually describe as the best of their lives are in no way analogous to the community ecstasy of football. “And Villamarín tonight has touched the sky for 45 minutes.
The first screams of euphoria soon arrived. Nine minutes after the beginning of the final, specifically. Abde's left -handed left -handed. Goal. And 2,700 kilometers from Breslavia hundreds of Betics embraced crazy with joy.
Each foul unpleasant was a swarm of cicadas. Every failed occasion, a mass lament. Bartra squad, stretched by Jörgensen. The discount minute of the first part – dominated from beginning to end by Betis – seemed eternal. One to zero in favor of the Verdiblancos. I had to endure.
A second part of disappointment and crying
The heat – in feminine, of course – pressed on the Avenida de la Palmera beyond even at ten o'clock at night, already in the second half. And he squeezed more in the 65th minute, with The first goal of Chelsea, by Enzo Fernández. But the Heliopolitan temple did not regret: “Dale, Betis, Betis, Alé,” all fans chanted immediately.
There was still, however, endure another even stronger blow. In the 70s, Jackson's goal: 1-2 for the Londoners. There, the discouragement spread over Benito Villamarín. The nerves seized the seatsand even the southern goal, usual bética throat, it was hard for him to pull his own.
Shortly after, in the 81st minute, The third of the Blue team, Jadon Sancho. The first Betics began to abandon the Gacha head. In the addition, the room. Those who still had the hope of lifting the Conference League trophy, lowered their heads as a sign of disappointment. The tears of rage began to appear.
Sitting in preference they lamented Dimas Martín and Pablo Parrillafriends united by the Verdiblanca passion. The candor of Javi Gómez and Clara García, two young people who premiere courtship, became sad. “Or we lived this together, or none,” they said at the beginning of the encounter.
Shortly before knowing the final defeat, Mariló Díez, accompanied by her husband and children, summed up well the stoicism of the 13 bars: “It's hard to be Betis, they have always given us cane. But it is worth for days like today“.” And if we lose, no matter: we have been at least at the doors of heaven. “
