Dignity and doom: Levante succumb to inevitable in Bernabéu mauling
Adrián Cordero Vega ended it a second too early and not a moment too soon. The clock said 89.59 when the referee blew but it had been over almost from the start, and not just last night. Levante were a goal down after 12:42 at the Bernabéu; they were down-down as well, no longer able to resist the inevitable, the fate they had fought. “We’ve been been given up for dead many times but keep rising again,” said Alessio Lisci, their third coach this season and the only one to win a game, but this was a resurrection too far. Now they just wanted it finished, nothing left to give. “The players suffered the unspeakable,” their president said when at last it was, relegation confirmed long after it was known.
