Mr. Champions

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Exhibition of Cristiano Ronaldo in Turin before a Juventus that left the skin, but that came down with the great goal of the Chilean star of Madeira in the second part.

There is nothing that can resist him. He has been able to fight Pichichi, Golden Balls and records to a demigod of football like Messi and he has been able to vaccinate the biggest ones in his own stadium, with all the fans against him.

He had missed few goals, but since the Turin clash Cristiano Ronaldo can cross one more off the list. The Luso signed a spectacular Chilean -the one he lacked in his impressive catalog- to de-level an encounter that was being quite even until then.

But Champions is the Champions and Madrid is Madrid. The whites, far from being imposed by the environment, soon said 'here I am'. Just three minutes had passed when Madrid took the lead against a fearful Juventus.

Isco caracoleó by band and served on a plate the goal to Cristiano. The defense 'bianconera', more pending of Benzema that of luso, returned to leave to Cristiano too alone and the forward did not pardon in the luck in which it is the best of the planet, the goal.

Another Juventus.

The both was like music for the beasts. Serenó to Real Madrid and numbed Juventus, who only seemed to react thanks to the will of Dybala as participatory as unwise. He proved it 'the Jewel' with a kick that Sergio Ramos capped and ended up paying his excess of fogacidad with a yellow for dropping in the area that would end up being decisive after the break.

Up to him, two very clear chances of Juventus, both on set pieces, settled by Keylor and Varane before a Higuain wanting to claim, and an even clearer of Kroos, who saw his violent shot crashing into the crossbar of Buffon . By then, the Italians were much more involved in the game than a Real Madrid that began to trust the fate of the match to the backlash lottery.

The passage through the locker rooms reaffirmed the idea of ​​Juventus and confirmed what Madrid had already seen in the first act: that the result was very good and the 0-1 was pure gold for the return. With the Italians tightening more than ever and unhinged the white defense -Ramos saw the yellow and will miss the return-, came the spark that decided the match and probably also the tie.

The magic of Cristiano.

Chiellini and Buffon showed their age and Cristiano did not take advantage of it the first time, but he did it to the second one in the best way. Lucas focused and all the merit went to Cristiano, who flew this time on his head to draw the perfect Chilean. Work of art, applause from the audience and a sincere gesture from Madeira to thank the ovation that the Italian fans gave him.

The blow was so great for Juventus that the Italians would no longer return to combat. Virtually nothing more out of center, Dybala tried to control a ball in midfield and took Carvajal ahead. The Argentine had yellow and Cakir would not forgive him, even at the risk of knowing that he was leaving the match with the red one to the 'bianconero'.

The Juventus, with ten and without its star, did not know if to close the door or to throw itself by by all and it stayed half. And that against a team like Madrid is death announced. The Whites matured the match, already with Kovacic and Asensio as well as Lucas in the match, and the third ended up signing Marcelo after a spectacular combinative action of Zidane's.

They did not arrive more due to bad luck and because Cristiano spent his bullets, but neither did he need to demonstrate the superiority of a Real Madrid that turns into stainless steel when his favorite competition arrives.

Mr. Champions | Ecency