Matchday #3 - Spain vs. Sweden
Spain (4-3-3): Moha Ramos (cap.); E. García, Guillámon, Morey, Minanda; Antonio, Sancet, Gómez, R. López, Gelabert; A. Ruiz.
Sweden (4-1-3-2): Brolin; Lagerbielke, Hansson (cap.), Hjulstrom, Kalley; Hussein, Edlund, Vagic, Kulusevski, Mushitu, Prica.
What the vast majority of football fans around the world would think would have had been a breeze of a match for Spain, turned out to be a very balanced encounter early on. And to think Spain would even have been smothered by Sweden's midfield, no one would've had bet on that to happen.
But in fact, Sweden was able to hold off Spain for the first fifteen minutes of the match - in which Spain couldn't even get a shot on goal. While Sweden's Hussein - yes, he's Swedish - patrolled the midfielder as if he were a world class anchorman, Antonio the star DMF on the other side just wasn't able to appear and make a difference, as Sweden intelligently denied him the ball by having two or even all three of their attacking midfielders covering Antonio's preferred zone of action down the middle, closer to Spain's centrebacks. As such, the likes of Edlund, Vagic and Kulusevski were much more busy defending like DMF/CMFs than actually performing their traditional AMF duties; which is to be expected given they were facing one of the favourites to conquer the WYC trophy.
Without the trapped Antonio's influence and as Sancet, Gómez and R. López were tremendously uninspired, it was Gelabert who took the reins of the Spanish midfield: but even if he himself wasn't that much more inspired than the others, he seemed to be the only one who cared enough to do anything about it. So, he decided to ignore most of his colleagues and spent his time trying out one-twos with Spain's rightback Morey; he certainly gave some intensity to Spain's moribund offensive effort by acting more like a winger than a midfielder, running at full speed to evade the opponent's left back before crossing it, or just providing attacking passing lanes while the rest of Spain's midfield watched, powerlessly.
Still, despite Gelabert's heroics, Sweden totally controlled the match early on. Hussein never missed a pass and always found the most intelligent passing lane, and though neither of his midfield colleagues were that much inclined to participate on that process, Mushitu the striker was trying to take advantage of Hussein's influence on the offensive effort by singlehandedly carrying the team up front, for Sweden to be able to threaten Spain's defense. It was a fruitless effort nevertheless, as certainly Sweden does lack firepower and Spain's Miranda and Antonio mostly were always too solid defensively to disguise any possible defensive vulnerabilities.
After those eerie fifteen minutes, Spain corrected the unbalanced equation and began to take control of the match, as everyone would've expected them to do. Gelabert led them forward as always, but suddenly, the likes of Ruiz and López were beginning to appear and showcasing their unparalleled skill - even if they were rarely successful in their actions, not because Sweden was tough as a rock at the back (they certainly weren't), but rather for the absolutely obvious lack of inspiration of Spain's usually most creative individuals.
Until halftime, they had five shots on goal against Sweden's only one, but still, none would end up scoring before the end of the first half.
1st half highlights
If up until now the match was far from electric, with both teams fitting on each other like Tetris blocks, on the first fifteen minutes of the second half, none had a single shot on goal. At this point, extra time was the most probable outcome for this Spain-Sweden matchup. Sweden certainly had to be happy about it, as they were expected to lose this one anyway; but Spain had to do something about this state of affairs. Comretzka Hernández, the manager, had viable attacking alternatives on his bench to go for the ambitioned first goal of the match; instead, he chose to sub off his centreback (?), his rightback (??) and Gómez - I can't really argue against this one, I believe he'd have subbed off the entire midfield right after those dreadful fifteen minutes of the first half if he could...this was enough fuel to light Spanish social media on fire.
"Comretzka coño!!!" (I shan't translate this...), "¿ Expliquenme por qué él no cambia el 4-3-3 y no añade un avanzado más?" (why won't he scrap the 4-3-3 and add up another striker?", "¿Esto es el futuro de la selección española? Madre mía..." (this is Spain's National Team's future? Mother of God..." were some of the most eloquent tweets we could pick out of the bunch. Others were complaining about a penalty that wasn't awarded to Spain in the first half,
and understandably so as the Spanish player did look as if he had been brought down.
However, strangely enough, Spain did improve a bit for the latter part of the second half. Edlund's injury on the 58th minute helped a lot, as he had been fundamental to stop Antonio and the rest of Spain's midfield as a consequence.
Sweden's AMF duo was running out of gas and Edlund's replacement was far from the footballing level that the former had shown so far; therefore, finally, Antonio was able to appear and dictate the tempo of the play as masterfully as he's known to be able to do. Spain's maestro had been unlocked from his Swedish chains and was now comfortably running the show in a Pirlo-esque manner. Spain, admittedly, looked much more "fresh" physically speaking than Sweden; it's as if they had guarded their energy for the second half and were now beginning to reap the rewards of that strategy. Still, they were as uncreative as ever up front and weren't able to convert any of the few chances they had.
85 minutes in. Throw-in down the left in a defensive position, closer to Sweden's goal. Sweden's left back throws it to his midfielder. Wait a minute. A
ntonio appears out of nowhere, steals the ball...
Yes! He delivers a perfect cross to an incoming A. Ruiz and the striker finishes it with a perfectly timed diving header, it's in, 1-0! Before Sweden's centreback was able to figure out what exactly was happening, Ruiz reacted way earlier and aggressively attacked the space to provide a passing lane to Antonio. Antonio himself was brilliant in the way he appears in a zone which is definitely not his to guard, steals the ball and rightaway looks for an incoming attacker to deliver a killer ball.
This is what world class players do.
Spain had spent the entire match under-performing, was completely out of ideas for 85 minutes. Sweden had brilliantly suppressed their offense for almost an entire match. In just a couple of seconds, and after having committed the only defensive mistake they had during the entire game, Sweden threw it all away. When you're facing a world class team like Spain, you can't afford to lose concentration even if just for a bat of an eye.
But Ruiz wasn't done just yet.
Not five minutes after his goal, and while Sweden was still picking up the pieces and trying to regain solidity to make a final go at it to force the extra-time, Ruiz gets the ball in the midfield, evades past an opponent. Alright, he hadn't been able to dribble out a single Swedish defender so far...he then dribbles another one. Impressive. Then a third one, quickly so. What is happening?
He's able to enter the box unmarked...
With only the keeper to beat, but still with a difficult angle on goal, he shoots and scores the second!
That was it. Sweden had just imploded after Ruiz's explosion, and Sweden would lose a match they never thought they'd let go of so easily. But when you have Antonios and Ruiz, you're able to just sit back, relax and enjoy the festivities for 85 minutes and just put in a little bit of effort for five minutes, and you're good to go. If you're Spain, that is.
Full match highlights
Man of the Match: A. Ruiz. I'll let you in on a little secret: I have to admit I had his name on the "Down" list up until the 85th minute. He really had been horrible up until then, always failing to connect with the midfield, looked absolutely lost out there - plus, in the first half he had committed a brainless slide-in tackle that could've cost him a red card, only he was lucky the ref was lenient. Out of nowhere, he decides to wow everyone with a diabolical version of A. Ruiz that completely wrecked Sweden and awarded Spain the win. Five minutes of Ruiz is worth much more than 85 minutes of...Ruiz.
Up: Hussein. He was clearly Sweden's best player out there with a display of defensive intelligence and build-up ability that was able to outsmart Spain for the whole match. He even was close to scoring in one occasion.
Up: Antonio. He waited patiently for his moment to shine whilst cleaning up the midfield during that time, preventing Sweden from creating any danger. Then, he singlehandedly created the scoring chance that would allow Ruiz to score the first goal. He was Busquets, Xavi and Iniesta all-in-one.
Down: Spain's creative midfield. This match could've been 900 minutes long and we'd still be waiting for them to finally create something worthy of note.