Gavi did not start with Spain, therefore his marked elaborative element was missing, but there was Morata, Morata and his exemplary character, a kind of Nadal without fortune, and thus the other soul of the team was visible: the knife pressure, the Direct, percussive football, sometimes even fast-paced when the wingers are joined by Carlos Soler from the inside, whose partnership with Asensio was perhaps, and in a timely manner, the best of Spain, the most notable: long passes from Koke to the left to Asensio's setback and Soler's irrepressible arrival.
Asensio's left foot seemed more with Spain than it is in Madrid. With Spain she stands out even more, she was indisputably the best, the most technical and colorful and surrounded by pressing players, solidarity mechanisms, vertical arrows coming and going, her quality seemed to stand out, as if she had a better accommodation, as if it could be because end the most important thing and not one more thing.
That was good news in Spain, which also seemed more made, more concentrated and even denser, an adjective used by Luis Enrique referring to the Czech Republic. The days of work and mentalization improved Spain, they returned their competitive tone, although the defensive failure has continued to be a constant, like a drop in tension that has to occur from time to time. The Spanish defenders do not seem so good at the start to compensate for those softness that are another feature of the team, part of their nature, the opposite of how good they are, as was seen with Unai, who alternates the paradón with some oversight with the foot.
It is as if the defense still does not have the rennet of the rest of the team. If up front the touch mixes well with bravery, in defense those 'two souls' do not join together and there is a limp. The cement is soft.
They are small objections to a compliant team, always on the rise, always finishing better than it started, and saying goodbye until September as leader of the competition again.