I always trusted in myself: Spains Carlos Soler takes his chance to shine
No one had a better view of Spains greatest World Cup victory than Carlos Soler, from inside and out. Many, many words have been used to describe their 7-0 destruction of Costa Rica, a performance so perfect as to be almost inconceivable, leading the covers of the countrys four sports dailies to run with brutal, dream, ol and a clockwork red. But maybe the one that expresses it best is not a word at all. Pffff, the Paris Saint-Germain midfielder offers.
Its the morning after the night before and on the television at Spains training camp the goals are playing on a loop. Its a long loop. Soler sits here, a smile taking over his face; 17 hours earlier, he was pitchside at Al Thumama Stadium, watching the first half. And the first half pffff, he says, which says it all. On the bench, I enjoyed it.
Out there, even more. Desperate to get involved in something this good, to make it even better, he was introduced on 56 minutes and scored the sixth on 89.12, an expression of the seleccins relentlessness. There was still time for a seventh.
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