Barcelona was joined by the web of Emery and the thrust of Valencia with the lack of marksmanship until Leo Messi Argentina decided the match. Jordi Alba goal disallowed.
Barcelona won as he could lose and everything could draw. Barcelona did not deserve to lose but certainly not the Valencia, which was all lungs, heart, intensity and drive. Big night at the Mestalla, where Guardiola won a Cup but which had not won in the league. A field to sweat drop fat, for Barcelona the hardest working and suffering. But this time the order was but could not. The Barcelona reversed the perfect start wild, Valencia and deserved score before the break. Valencia looked for in the second, which could mark any and marked, not coincidentally, Leo Messi. Guardiola, with its low back in tow, you already have in your gallery Mestalla hunting trophies. And again, ten points over Real Madrid. Sweet dreams.
It should be clear that Barcelona's game was not stellar but it was not at all bad but ruminated for many minutes, far more than an hour, a tie that not long ago was a great result against a backdrop of long knives as the Mestalla. That was before Barcelona and Real Madrid came into its current supersonic racing in which each tie in all circumstances is a tragedy. Finally won the Barcelona, Valencia breath and slashes its list of carnivorous outputs. From that point view championship success is. The League can win and lose in any field but this was in the Barca fears and cabals proactive in merengue. Not anymore. Messi decided what the best, after many minutes of struggle, controversy and emotion sometimes. A great match between the first and third in the league. Honors both.
Because the party was a great match. Had tactical battle, chess, emotion and intensity football power. Had minute railway systems and minutes of open field and ripped schemes. Had phases in which the Barcelona could take off and others in the Valencia deserved a better fate. The film is a twisted party alignments and writes that initially drove the wolf Valencia, brutal. The Barcelona reversed the momentum and pulled up the rest. All this in the first half. In the second the two arrived but Valencia got his breath and pulled back up, short-circuited the Barcelona and hung out Pinto. Died up but died because Messi scored in his fourth hand and settled the debt incurred in the first half.
This time, Messi had the virtue of persistence, as against Athletic. Bore the worst team in minutes, turned the party down to the core when Xavi and Iniesta choking. He left a string of robberies and slaloms but also in the best minutes of Barcelona, a couple of times than never forgives, auctions francs in the area. He insisted and insisted, was third in the second and fourth, with the party facing the final, resolved with a shot that hit a Guaita that survived until the end. The play and the pass was a fundamental Adriano was venting and agility on the left. That play decided the game as he could tilt before, in part, a Jordi Alba goal disallowed for offside millimeter.
Also There were drawings for analysis. Barcelona started with a team that was unusual in a line of three with between Abidal Busquets and Pique and a midfield with winger Adriano Alves, float Mascherano and Xavi and Iniesta in the creation disappeared with Messi and Villa in attack . Valencia responded to their circumstances without casualties and without striker David Navarro and pure, Mata and Joaquin tightening up and a defense that stood stoically on John Alba, all muscle and criteria on the left. Valencia sent there first, plugging the output and vertical instinct, and then recovered the Barcelona-based control and triangulations. The second part however, found two teams returning to a more natural way. Reference soldier gave Valencia attack and released the midfielder Mata and Pedro redesigned to Barcelona in a style much more normal, with Busquets in midfield and Abidal as central. With this drawing won the Barcelona but might lose him after times of Soldier and Pablo Hernandez. The insistence of Valencia in the second half was impressive. Admirable but no prize.
In a traffic jam and swell with boiling Mestalla, Barcelona scored in whiplash and salvaged a crucial game in the race for the league. The difference between the tie and win is in the field one play, a flash, in the classification, a universe. That flash smiled at Barcelona and the insistence of Messi and punished a Valencia of tremendous dignity. Mestalla finally surrendered in the league to Guardiola. With infinite resistance but surrendered. And they are ten points again. As before Gijón. Ten points and a night ahead. Sweet dreams.
