Valverde, Hazard and Areola, dough, honey and coal

Hazard is like the honey that Madrid needs while recomposing its texture with two firings, like the authentic sponge cake, although it always gives the feeling of needing a more heat stroke, because there is no quiet day at the Bernabéu. The young Valverde is in the kitchen. The lack of cocoa explosions offered by Cristiano prevents him from being that stampede team, as unbalanced as lethal, because there are not always goals to compensate for a mismatch or a fry mistake like Areola's. On his key day, he collected coal. Zidane's need the tension and order of a small team. When Madrid has them, it goes out of the Metropolitan's oven without burning; when he loses them, anyone threatens him, even the worst Granada of the course. Being big and working like a small one, however, does not shine the shield, nor does it lift the audience from the seats. In the absence of dark chocolate, well, then, a little honey.