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Analysis of Lamine's Performance at Barça
According to official statistics, Lamine,
for the first time since joining the
Barça first team and becoming a starter, didn't pull off a single one.
What's more, he didn't attempt any.
Gentlemen statisticians, one day we'll open the can of worms of what it means to
attempt a
dribble. This isn't an attempt. And this is.
Just as for Gil Manzano, this is a foul,
but for Mario Martín, it isn't.
He says he got the ball.
He says he got the ball.
What's clear is that something was bothering Lamine, which Flick seems
keen to downplay.
Later on, he'll know what something uncomfortable is.
The lad still can't find his place at Barça's party.
I didn't touch him, that's a lie.
What a foul to call. Phew.
You did well. You did well, you.
Meanwhile, on the sideline, Abkar seems eager to come on.
Shortly afterward, we find out why.
Gordon fouls Soria.
Lamine doesn't understand it.
But in the end, he shoots. But in the end, he shoots, and Abkar
blurts out, "Lamine, you want to play for Morocco.
Lamine, you do.
Lamine,
Lamine,
you want to play for Morocco.
Lamine, you do."
This is discomfort.
Like the discomfort caused by the bandage on his hand. It's all unnecessary now.
Without it, he sets up Koundé, Barça's third.
What a spectacular ball from this son
What a spectacular ball from this son
He doesn't dribble, and it ends with Yamal appealing for a penalty.
And that's where it ends.
In the end, he heads for the tunnel
while the rest head toward the
center circle until a hand stops him, that of
captain Raphinha, who whispers something in his ear and makes him
stay on the pitch,
without discomfort, but with authority.
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Original transcript (Spanish)
Según las estadísticas oficiales, a Lamine, por primera vez desde que está en el primer equipo del Barça y es titular, no le salió ninguno. Es más, no intentó ninguno. Señores estadistas, algún día se abrirá el melón de lo que es
intentar un regate. Esto no es intentar. Y esto. Lo mismo que para Gil Manzano esto es falta y para Mario Martín, no. Dice que balón.
Dice que balón. Lo que está claro es que algo incomodaba a Lamine, a lo que Flick parece querer quitarle importancia. Más adelante sabrá lo que es algo incómodo. El chico sigue sin encontrar su sitio en la fiesta del Barça.
No le he tocado, es mentira. Qué falta tan pitao. Buf. Lo has hecho bien. Lo has hecho bien, tú. Mientras, en la banda, Abkar parece ansioso por entrar. Poco después descubrimos el porqué.
Falta de Gordon sobre Soria. Lamine no lo entiende. Pero si al final chuta. Pero si al final chuta, a lo que Abkar le suelta: "Lamine, tú quieres jugar en Marruecos. Lamine, tú quieres.
Lamine, Lamine, tú quieres jugar en Marruecos. Lamine, tú quieres". Esto es incomodidad.
Como la que le genera la venda de la mano. Ya sobra todo. Sin ella asiste a Koundé, el tercero del Barça. Balón espectacular de este hijo . Balón espectacular de este hijo . Este no regatea, acaba con Yamal reclamando penalti.
Y en eso se queda. Al final, enfila el camino de los vestuarios mientras el resto va hacia el centro del campo hasta que una mano le frena, la del capitán Rafinha, que le dice algo al oído y hace que se
quede en el campo, sin incomodidad, pero con autoridad.
