Casillas buried the curse

Miro to heaven, their peers and pressed his fists. The Spain football and will never be the same. Casillas, with two penalties unemployed in the round to De Rossi and Di Natale, banished two decades of complex and frustrations of rooms, many rounds of tragedy y. .. to Italy. Almost nothing of a stroke. Spain, with more football that the world champion in 120 minutes of tap and drama, wear and twisted auctions, won playing with the Russian sensation a place in the finals of Vienna. Casillas Ave! Since there are no ghosts.

The first act resulted in a purely tactical matter, of fouling and macabre tension that covered over the feísmo a match that ended in the agony of apology. Spain, with Senna emperor of zapa, was devoted to play and perform to distract almost without finishing among the three clubs. Each arrival was like a birth, "hard and difficult and that" it said Zapatón. A tireless teacher of tap sterile and unproductive. To be against the wall in a game that favored the plan racanería Donadoni.

Italy, which began with the top line pressure, handed the ball completely and was fall backward, that, as releasing balonazos, never gave them or give them shame. Barely connected with Luca Toni, who apart from a header that deactivated the nape of Marchena-impeccable-not a single scratch ball in 45 minutes murky as the Italian courage. Cassano, the only offensive option drinking whites, Hurgada on the weak side of Spain-yes, Sergio Ramos addressed to Spanish-and how many times could.

Spain is empacho up balloon, but the trench Italian populous Centurion, monitored very closely mobility Villa and Torres. Silva, as happened with Cassano duel with Ramos on the other side of the field, made to swallow Quini Grosso breaking his waist three times. The penalty was that the arbitrator Birla the Spaniards a couple of faults as clear as dangerous. Spain gave more sense of pride and greatness also because Silva, together with the invaluable work of 'súperSenna' in the marrow, is not tired of stubborn by his side and downtown on a day refused to complete the move. Lottery stalking obstacle to any faux pas.

Luis bet everything for the game against the entry of Cesc and Cazorla-by Xavi and Iniesta in the second half. But Mr Donadoni also commanded top lines. And in a chaos after a ball bounce a shot from De Rossi was an armed cisco in which Italy was about to get another award as many times in his art and abuse feísmo. But Casillas, the man of the night, threw reflexes to save with the left foot of an auction to bocajarro Camoranesi scored one goal that was sung.

Luca Toni-even when it seems that not-always a threat because it began to get more food. And Donadoni Di Natale got a lot less pinturero Cassano in the second half. In Spain he was still lacking truth, the final pass but the ball returned to his power. It rose tension in a few minutes in which Italy returned to acomplejarse, tired of Spain back again HANDS the match, to deny.

And among estirón without head tiritonas of Spain and Italy continued to lead the drama in an extension of long knives. Spain, in a backlash of vertigo, grazed the KO in a double shooting and another Cesc de Silva who was by an inch. Tremble the 20,000 Italians, who do not respond quickly. Always do.

Italy answered with an auction of Di Natale, which led to the best of Casillas, the hero end of the Viennese tragicomedy. Thus continued the walk and bursts of an extension without clear dominator. More cansacio, pure epic of resistance and very few arrivals accurate. Faltaba as usual, the last pass, finishing among the three clubs, precision in controlling the truth, like the one he went to Villa in the second for the extension after a shipment measured Silva.

Yes ... Playing penalty. And this time the figure emerged from Casillas, who flew as those elected in the sentences of De Rossi and Di Natale, and finally banished complexes Spain in the round ... and to Italy. Yes, the same wave taught us that the tragedy in Corea'2002 (to Korea), Inglaterra'96 (England) and México'86 (to Belgium), turned to Spain in the most futbolera dichosos the world. It was about time, since Francia'84, Spain pisaba not like heights. Thanks Casillas.