“Winning the World Cup” always sounded like an impossible wish, an unthinkable desire in the mouths of the players of the Spanish team. But those from Vilda won the World Cup by playing football, throwing the ball into the grass, and displaying a technical richness that made them not only on the winners list but likened to the tiqui-taca world champions in South Africa. because this Spain, beyond the epic, has not faced a better football team throughout the entire World Cup. Except for this reactive win against Japan. And so This title is beyond the heroism of the conquest, a tremendous act of football justice because no one has ever treated the ball better. History will tell that a goal from Olga Carmona, once again Sevillian, elevated this team to Olympus, adding it to a list of Spanish sport’s great achievements. the same in the stands, in the streets and in the media.
I don’t know if Jorge Vilda is very smart or vice versa. However his pulse with his players turned this World Cup into something more than a sporting affair for some of the players he’s challenged to show they can win “despite your coach”. Despite the contextual joy of success, Vilda’s relationship with the players is cold and strictly professional. It’s a crack that is still open for ram and has a bad solution, as Napoleon warned that “wars against women are only wars won by flight.” She’s determination knows no bounds, she.
“Win a World Cup”
In this Cainite Spain, where many sporting leaders recently reiterated that “women’s sport is neither sport nor feminine”, we read about our days and heard compliments from people who didn’t even know if they were pronation for the women’s team. supination “Win or lose, they’re already champions” repeats a mantra that has become commonplace these columns, comments and editorials. But, If there is one thing that is important to this group, it is to show that they can “win”. That’s why they fought all their lives, that’s why they fought Vilda. Fighting for titles, “winning a World Cup” is not just playing.
Beyond the sporting results, no one doubts that they will leave a legacy with the vital teachings of their struggle against cultural and social machismo, while choosing football, the most perfect heteropatriarchal sport. However Because they are athletes, they know that the glory of victory surrounds you forever, and defeat is a stain that is hard to erase. That’s why since the World Cup began, they have expressed one goal: “Winning the World Cup.” A goal that seems excessive to some, who are first presenters, to confuse the unthinkable with the impossible. Big mistake. Fortunately.
In this final against the English, the best possible opponent because there were accounts pending and that made our teeth sharp, Vilda moved the eleven again and left Alexia in Salma’s place. Putellas had a discreet World Cup in football and the media. An undisguised disappointment. And on the final day, the coach entrusted himself to his most fit players. The eleven rites that will go down in history were read as follows: Cata Coll, Ona Batlle, Irene Paredes, Laia Codina, Olga Carmona, Aitana Bonmatí, Tere Abelleira, Jenni Hermoso, Alba Guerrero, Salma Palalluelo and Mariona Caldentey.
Trap to Bronze, Olga’s target
Spain showed from the start that they are better with the ball at their feet. The British were more aggressive, more physical. On the bench appeared the figure of Sarina Weigman, the sorceress of women’s football. In ours, the ‘bad guy’ is Vilda. The ‘Pro’ warned with a shot on the crossbar, but the Spaniards teamed up well inside and acted better outside. They managed to score in a game that Salma and Alba forgave but after half an hour Mariona snatched the ball by trapping Luzie Bronce, the English winger who played with her for Barça, and opening the door for her to come in. quickly brings the game to its empty lane. There, Olga Carmona made a dry and low kick that hit the goalkeepers the hardest. The goal that put Spain ahead and forced England into the open field. To suggest more. to risk. Just what do you dislike? In the final game of the first half, Salma slapped the ball off Earps’ bat and touched the second. Everything was going smoothly…
A sharper England emerged from the dressing room, how could it have been otherwise. Weigman fielded his most distinctive player, Lauren James, and amassed more players in the middle to short-circuit Spain. Those were the moments when we grit our teeth and were patient, searching for space without making mistakes. They did this by adding the arrivals that worried the British. to the production point A penalty Tori Penso had to confirm upon Mariona’s arrival by going to VAR for handball from Walsh. But Jenni Hermoso was unable to defeat Earps, who was right in Pachuca’s striker’s intentions.
Failures followed, with the untimely injury of the perfect Laia Codina being replaced by Ivana Andrés. After such a long and winding road, it couldn’t be that easy… But the Spanish women stood behind him. The game was sped up, there were more revs, more corners and turns. Spain lost control of the ball but not in the final because Vilda’s team knew how to suffer. They tried to play and cool the match before applying the British momentum.
The final quarter-hour sale was the sweet afterword to a story worthy of a Hollywood script. Spain widened the pitch, Alexia stepped on the turf, and the match ended closer to that of a Cata Coll who had never thought he would be the starting goalkeeper of the world champion the day he boarded the plane to Barcelona. New Zeland. This victory is a story of development, faith and football talent that should set an example for a country that is becoming a little more pluralistic today. They’re world champions, even though they’ve already won everyone’s hearts. The girls already have stars.