Eibar does not get anything, no matter how hard he tries. And he tries, of course he does. Mendilibar’s team goes to sleep in a haystack and sticks the needle. There are so many games without winning that despair begins to nest in Ipurua, which resigns itself to a cold descent without an audience in the stands to accompany the last breath. It has been a long time since the previous Gipuzkoan derby in the armory town, which was the one that inaugurated that decaffeinated League with the empty stands. At that time, the Royal Society was, more or less as now, looking for a direct route to Europe, and Eibar was going through difficulties and hardships, but held firm.
In the western part of Gipuzkoa, things have changed. The housing towers from which the team is encouraged on the balconies are faded, although the last cheers of encouragement are still heard, increasingly muffled, because everything goes wrong for Eibar. The game was evenly matched, in a give and take, with more give than take, and with a scare for Remiro after an internship by Bryan Gil, when in a corner kick, the local defense left Isak on a desert island at two meters from the goal for the Swedish striker to score at will. He was so lonely that perhaps he felt afraid, not of loneliness, but of the offside, which he was not.
A disgrace for Eibar, that in an event as crowded as a corner, someone gets a table without a reservation for the goal. Hence the logical despair of Mendilibar and the consequent joy of Imanol, who found a silver bridge on the way to the Europa League, almost without rolling up his sleeves. Eibar had pressed as always, making it difficult for Real to leave, which they tried to keep in their field. He almost always got it until the San Sebastian goal. Then the local team broke down and conceded a couple of dangerous counterattacks from Real. In one of them, Barrenetxea’s career ended in a ball to Isak that Dmitrovic took out.
In the second part, the same protagonists met again. La Real was able to sentence in minute 52, when the Swedish striker stood before the Serbian goalkeeper, who scraped the ball after a sprint from midfield.
It was one of the few Real departures from their field after the break. Eibar locked up their rival, pressing hard in the opposite field, trying to win all the disputes and opening the balls to the band to provoke lateral centers that were looking for Kike. Bryan Gil intervened little, well guarded by Gorosabel. Despite everything, he created danger, although his team lacked a shot. The bombardment was unsuccessful, and when someone finished off, Remiro intervened with solvency, especially in the 86th minute, when he flew to the squad to reject Arbilla’s free-kick.
Nothing came to Eibar, which seems sentenced. He tried until the last minute, but this is not his year. It is close to the abyss and the Real with one foot in Europe. Both are from Gipuzkoa, the smallest Spanish province, but they are very far from each other.