Real Madrid (2) 1 -
Barcelona (0) 1
Real Madrid:
César; Michel Salgado, Hierro, Iván Helguera, Roberto Carlos;
Figo (McManaman 68'), Makelele, Zidane (Flavio Conceiçao 46'), Solari;
Raúl, Guti (Pavón 87'). 4-4-2. Barcelona: Bonano;
Puyol, Frank De Boer, Abelardo, Coco (Overmars 46'); Rochemback (Geovanni 67'),
Xavi, Cocu (Sergi 75'); Luis Enrique; Saviola, Kluivert. 4-3-1-2.
Goals: 1-0. 43.
Raúl. Won ball off Xavi and ran on to fire shot into top of Bonano's
net. 1-1. 48. Helguera (own goal). Turned ball in after Saviola touched on
Cocu pass.
Report by
C.P.Rune
With the shock defeat at
the weekend to Real Sociedad virtually ending Madrid's chance of the title, and
the Spanish Cup fumbled in front of their own fans, the home side had
everything to lose in the Bernabeu. They were still favourites both for this
tie and the cup itself following Bayer Leverkusen's removal of Manchester
United from the competition. Barcelona on the other hand were travelling more
in hope than expectation to a ground that had given them little over the years
and with a two goal deficit to overcome their primary concern would have been
to avoid humiliation in front of a packed house desperate for them to fail.
The onus was on the visitors
to push on and try and upset a home side that defended deeply and appeared at
first almost complacent. An early shot from Xavi from distance and a free kick
that almost fell to the feet of Cocu were indicative of a good early start for
the Catalan side. Barcelona enjoyed a lot of possession but were finding it
difficult to break down a solid but cautious Madrid defence, especially on a
pitch which had been heavily watered by ground staff shortly before kick-off.
Tempers flared in the
eighteenth minute; the tension of the night never far below the surface after
Luis Enrique, back in the stadium where he had forged his reputation, was once
again bundled to the ground. To reinforce the point Makelele drove the ball
into the prone Enrique from close range. From the resulting free kick Frank de
Boer curled the free kick off the top of Zidane's head and past both the goal
and the stranded goalkeeper.
Minutes later Madrid offered
the warning that it was not going to be all one way traffic. This side
possesses so much quality that they are capable of anything at any time.
Roberto Carlos, ever dangerous down the left hand side, fed Zidane whose first
touch suggested brilliance. His second touch, a curling left footed drive from
outside the box whizzed over the bar with Bonano a helpless admirer. After
another period of sustained Barça pressure it was Madrid who broke
swiftly away with Raúl and Guti charging down the middle at a
surprisingly sparse rearguard. Raúl fed Guti with a delightful pass that
left the defenders stranded. Bearing down on the goal from the right hand side
Guti smashed a rising drive towards the top corner that Bonano somehow managed
to tip over the bar. A minute later a classy turn by Raúl gave him a
clear sight of the target but his weak shot was gratefully pounced upon by the
Argentine keeper.
In the 39th minute
Barça hopes rose when they nearly converted their superior possession
into something tangible. As the ball was cleared the excellent Rochemback drove
a cannon of a low shot towards the Madrid goal. It was flying wide until Cocu,
reacting quickly and at full stretch, somehow managed to divert the ball and
with César rooted to the spot, the ball bounced back off the upright.
The world seemed to stop for a second but when action resumed César had
some way to go to close the ball down with Kluivert and Makelele racing in. As
César tried to smother the shot Kluivert got it all wrong and under
pressure missed the ball completely but connected all of his studs with the
side of the keeper's head. All hell broke loose and it took some minutes for
César to recover, blood streaming from a nasty gash on his cheek.
This seemed to pep
Barça up and they looked much the hungrier side but in the 43rd minute
their worst nightmares were realised and two goals to haul back became three.
Xavi was caught in possession and as Zidane and Raúl raced away the
Spanish maestro shrugged aside his illustrious colleague and from 20 yards hit
a rising left foot drive into the top corner of the net that Bonano stood no
chance of intercepting. It was a moment of sheer brilliance that sent the crowd
into raptures; a hammer blow in every respect.
Barça bravely
responded although their hearts must have been in their boots and Kluivert, who
had been toiling from deep all night, send a fierce shot too close to
César to cause trouble. The half ended with a Madrid free kick from 40
yards out that had Roberto Carlos marking out his fast bowler's run up. The
referee, the charismatic Italian Collina, had trouble getting the wall back 10
yards - in fact he had to urge them forward some distance to achieve this.
Despite the big build up the result was a damp squib and the half ended with
the home fans singing.
Rexach made a change at the
start of the second half that hindsight says should have been made from the
start. Overmars came on for the more defensively sound Coco as Barça had
to throw everything they had at the white wall. Madrid withdrew Zidane as they
decided to shut up shop in the midfield. It was no surprise that the first
chance of the second half fell to Madrid with Guti clean through following
Abelardo's slip. He should have put the tie beyond any doubt but his shot,
straight at the keeper, was disappointing. Disappointment turned to anguish
minutes later when the visitors gave themselves the ghost of a chance with a
much deflected equaliser. Cocu's cross from the left hit the outstretched hand
of Hierro, and before anyone could begin to appeal for a penalty Saviola
managed to glance the ball onto Helguera's shin and he had no choice but to
send the ball past his own keeper and into the net. It was no less than
Barça deserved and gave the tie an edge that it had nearly lost.
Madrid went straight down
the other end and Raúl hit a fantastic curler towards the top corner but
Bonano pulled off a fine save to keep Barça's hopes alive. Madrid were
forced deeper and deeper but their defending became more frantic and, like
Barcelona, more desperate. In the 57th minute Abelardo, up for one of a series
of corners, managed to leap like a salmon above two defenders but his firm
header was just over the bar. With just over 15 minutes to go the chance that
will have Luis Enrique forever waking up screaming in the middle of the night
came and went. Overmars, who had threatened down the left side cut back and
sent a great cross to Kluivert. With no space to work in and defenders all
around he cleverly back-heeled the ball along the middle of the 18 yard box and
Luis Enrique, with time and space, sent a brilliant low shot curling past the
keeper - and the post. Kluivert couldn't keep a shot down when he managed to
wriggle free and the Madrid fans knew it was to be their night when, two
minutes from the end, a great ball inside the full back released the speedy
Overmars who failed to pick out any of the four unmarked team-mates in the area
and as the ball rolled across invitingly to the substitute Geovanni, who had
time to bring the ball under control, he skewered the ball high into the crowd
and with it any hope for Barcelona's season.
Madrid survived and will
march to Glasgow with expectation high, and Barcelona must spend time and money
in the summer trying to match the excellence of their big city rivals. In the
end they fell only just short and with a couple of slices of luck could have
pulled off a famous victory, but it had been a season of ifs, buts and maybes.
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