The wand of Campazzo, (24 points) and the intimidation of Tavares. On the back of his Blessed Trinity and a granite defense, Madrid dispatched Manresa and will play this Saturday (21.30) the semifinals of the Cup against Gran Canaria or Valencia. Unicaja and Tenerife will beat (18.30) on the other position in the final. There was little history in the Gran Canaria Arena at the premiere of the current champions.
Madrid, surely. The Campazzo-Tavares air connection opened the dance and the giant of Cabo Verde prolonged the docks to hunt each ball that was around the area. The passage prohibited, said the white roof to whom he went into his domains. Sure under that lock and cheerful to the rhythm of the Facu, the Chus Matthew set fueled a 7-0 in a tab. The Manresa took almost three minutes to sign up for her first basket at stake, a raid by Dani Pérez. But he took away the fears of a stroke with a Mate of Derrick Alston Junior in the Morros de Ndiaye. The son of the one-vote of Manresa, Barça, Valencia and Lleida achieved the most difficult yet: repeat the machaque on the face of Tavares, major words. In another sigh, 7-10. Chus Matthew moved pieces. Inside Hezonja and Bruno Fernando. Eavel Croata walked the deck to discuss the baton of the game, but the whites bit less when they rested their principle and their end, Campazzo and Tavares (22-22).
Hezonja for everything. Super Mario ran to the counter and pursued Alston on the track in a very painted care. The Manresa boy tried the third in a row, but ran into the Ibaka wall on his flight. The rookie Hugo González and Captain Llull made these defensive actions for a 11-2 (33-24) good from the perimeter. Abalde and Garuba also appeared in destruction tasks and Madrid began to feel comfortable to the race. It cost Manresa to recover positions and was with all the closed doors: only eight points throughout the second quarter. Nor Saint-Supery, the Benjamin of the Cup (18 years, 23 less than Marcelinho), stirred the tree. And no bingo in 10 triples tried were a slab too heavy (43-30).
Massa fell knocked out by Tavares. Menoton unsportsmanlike. The pivot retailed with a mate to one hand. The basket seemed like a toy. Neither in centimeters nor in muscles I found competition. Manresa interiors could only look up, eclipsed (49-33). With shooting percentages still for the soils, the mission was Herculean for Diego Ocampo’s team. Madrid had fun. Campazzo tried a juggling between the Maraña of Defensores and Chus Mateo threw rotations to give rest to the most punished and ball at the least common. The first exterior successes of Baxi arrived, courtesy of Álex Reyes (63-49). Very late.
Manresa would still be proud to resist a written and bulkyly defeat, definitively bent by the triples of Super Mario Hezonja.
