Final thoughts from Spain

Thursday, June 28, 2012

With Spain preparing for his fourth final of the UEFA European Championship, looks back on his previous three years with the help of Emilio Butragueno, and Iker Casillas.
  Spain's final reflections

 Spain prepares for his fourth final of the UEFA European Championship, but as they approach the final in Kiev, know that things have not always gone his own way in these games. They took their first major crown at the 1964 Euros, but had a significant malfunction at the end of 1984, when Michel Platini free-kick announced a French victory, and it took until 2008 for the team to establish Iker Casillas Vienna's ghost.

21/06/1964, Soviet Union Spain 2.1 (Madrid)

Isacio Calleja: The star player par excellence, was Luisito Suarez. He had played for Deportivo La Coruna, and Barcelona, ​​and then moved to Inter Milan. It was the game's most charismatic, talented and classy we had. Amara Amancio was very good too, and of course, Marcelino, who scored the goal against the Soviet Union, was a great scorer. However, it was just a great group of people, as a team - and very young. They were very together, very disciplined, and their abilities ... I will not say they were as big as what we have today, but it was a very balanced group.

27/06/1984 France 2-0 Spain (Paris)

Emilio Butragueño: The first goal came from a strange play. He was in goal that was farther from our bank and I could see that the kick was a shot that Luis Arconada had shed, but suddenly there was the ball in the back of the net. Even more surprising since Arconada had a couple very good hands and had worked well in the finals. In the semifinal, he was our savior on several occasions. Then France scored his second goal in the final minutes, when launching the attack with everything, but first had been instrumental in a match that had been very smooth so far.
Spain prepares for his fourth final of the UEFA European Championship, but as they approach the final in Kiev, know that things have not always gone his own way in these games. They took their first major crown at the 1964 Euros, but had a significant malfunction at the end of 1984, when Michel Platini free-kick announced a French victory, and it took until 2008 for the team to establish Iker Casillas Vienna's ghost.

21/06/1964, Soviet Union Spain 2.1 (Madrid)

Isacio Calleja: The star player par excellence, was Luisito Suarez. He had played for Deportivo La Coruna, and Barcelona, ​​and then moved to Inter Milan. It was the game's most charismatic, talented and classy we had. Amara Amancio was very good too, and of course, Marcelino, who scored the goal against the Soviet Union, was a great scorer. However, it was just a great group of people, as a team - and very young. They were very together, very disciplined, and their abilities ... I will not say they were as big as what we have today, but it was a very balanced group.

27/06/1984 France 2-0 Spain (Paris)

Emilio Butragueño: The first goal came from a strange play. He was in goal that was farther from our bank and I could see that the kick was a shot that Luis Arconada had shed, but suddenly there was the ball in the back of the net. Even more surprising since Arconada had a couple very good hands and had worked well in the finals. In the semifinal, he was our savior on several occasions. Then France scored his second goal in the final minutes, when launching the attack with everything, but first had been instrumental in a match that had been very smooth so far.

Ricardo Gallego: We focus mainly on Michel Platini. Camacho was marking man to man. We were looking to work hard and concentrate to make the best of our ability and make sure nothing is France. We continue under the control of Platini, but then came the free kick. I remember to relax because although he had not beaten properly - not strong enough, or at the right angle - but then I turned around and I could not see the ball as it had rolled under Arconada. I could not believe it. I was thinking to myself, 'I can not believe this has happened. "That lasted about ten seconds, and everything I was thinking was how can we turn this game around?

29/06/2008 Germany 0-1 Spain (Vienna)

Iker Casillas was not that easy, but it was so clear in our minds that we would get to that end there was nothing else to do but win once we got there. In the first 15 minutes was a little scary, or a healthy respect for Germany, and looked as saying. "OK, so this is an end - this is not like the previous games" Then Fernando Torres hit the post, and then we knew the game was ours. Germany pressured us in the air, as were the biggest, but our passing and movement were far superior. We beat them 1-0 but could easily have been 3-0.

I fulfilled my childhood dream, and encouraged thousands of Spanish who had hoped that Spain finally achieve something, and it was a magical moment for all the public, and my friends and family. We had been European champions in U-16 and levels of sub-17, U-20 and winning the World Cup. We achieved both youthful hope that someday he would also move to a higher level, and that day we all feel a weight that is built on our shoulders. When I lifted the trophy, my cry was the same cry that all the Spanish came at the same time.
We focus mainly on Michel Platini. Camacho was marking man to man. We were looking to work hard and concentrate to make the best of our ability and make sure nothing is France. We continue under the control of Platini, but then came the free kick. I remember to relax because although he had not beaten properly - not strong enough, or at the right angle - but then I turned around and I could not see the ball as it had rolled under Arconada. I could not believe it. I was thinking to myself, 'I can not believe this has happened. "That lasted about ten seconds, and everything I was thinking was how can we turn this game around?

29/06/2008 Germany 0-1 Spain (Vienna)

Iker Casillas: It is not that it was easy, but it was so clear in our minds that we would get to that end there was nothing else to do but win once we got there. In the first 15 minutes was a little scary, or a healthy respect for Germany, and looked as saying. "OK, so this is an end - this is not like the previous games" Then Fernando Torres hit the post, and then we knew the game was ours. Germany pressured us in the air, as were the biggest, but our passing and movement were far superior. We beat them 1-0 but could easily have been 3-0.

I fulfilled my childhood dream, and encouraged thousands of Spanish who had hoped that Spain finally achieve something, and it was a magical moment for all the public, and my friends and family. We had been European champions in U-16 and levels of sub-17, U-20 and winning the World Cup. We achieved both youthful hope that someday he would also move to a higher level, and that day we all feel a weight that is built on our shoulders. When I lifted the trophy, my cry was the same cry that all the Spanish came at the same time.

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