The most embarrassing in football is not defeated in humiliating circumstances. It is beaten twice in the same way in the same game. Just ask David Luiz.
In 2015, the Center-Back for PSG scored to force extra time against Chelsea in the last 16 of the Champions League, where the parisens then continue on roads.
But a lap later he probably wanted him not to do that.
Luis Suarez's first nutmeg on the Brazilian is enough to be an offensive highlight of most games.
And yes, mentioning his “first nutmeg” is perhaps a spoiler, but: 1) This game took place seven years ago and 2) Keep your mouth shut.
Luiz is as close as possible to the archetype of a defensive showman. A part of it requires recognizing when you have to play a supporting role instead of making the leading man.
As such, he reacts perfectly, he continues to jog as if he is little more than a spirit and hardly tries an intervention when the Barca striker becomes a game -damper, gives two more PSG challenges before he beats Salvatore Sirigu.
By leaning heavily in the idea that it is not about you, it may be possible to convince viewers to forget that it had something to do with you. Well, until it happens for the second time, at least.
When Suarez returns for the round two less than 15 minutes later, Luiz's modest Swagger is trying to convince us: “That is what I wanted to happen” is no longer an option.
Suarez is still the star of the second act, but the role of Luiz is necessarily active – not that he would like it that way.
By effectively resuming a trot, as with the first goal, you accept that you are trained while you hope that there are at least a few people who cannot sort it out.
If you are already slowing down if your first weapon against bad optics, you have no other option than effective to a standstill.
The second nutmeg is so perfect that it almost feels like an attempt to make a stage version of the first, to cover up all nodding and to make it more hospitable for people with a front view. He does not meet the fourth wall so much, but he creates one, which strengthens the status of football as art that is performed for a viewing public.
David Luiz is right to keep his hand up, but he would have been even better to turn around and witness what follows. Finally, does the villain on stage expect that he would open his eyes to see how his murderer has his body?
Suarez probably could not have chosen a better opponent than David Luiz about whom this slow death could unleash.
The Brazilian is enough of a Maverick to have a higher shame threshold than most, so that he will gladly qualify in precarious situations in the assumption that he will ultimately make a positive contribution to cancel any setback.
Indeed, he almost achieved that exactly against Barcelona, ​​and in turn hit a powerful shot to force a brilliant rescue by Marc-Andre Ter Stegen between those two nutmuskats.
The ideal target for shame is someone who is not ashamed of a personal level, so that it is transferred to the people around him. This helps to alleviate the threat of those who can prevent you with violence, while leaving your most self -assured challenger with the same mindset they had before they had the original humiliation.
Of course it would still be nothing without the perfect performance of Suarez. In the 2014-15 season he came from the back of that unstoppable farewell campaign in Anfield and, although he was unable to match that goal in Camp Nou until the following year, the moments of not stopping still presented himself.
For him it was not a case of trying to beat Luiz, at least not after the first instance: it was knowing that he was going to do it, and the rest took care of himself.
The two goals of Luis Suarez that evening in Paris were the same, took place from different angles.
They were the RSC version of a Shakespeare game and the shiny teenage film restart.
They were the unlikely breakthrough chart of a coach and the delayed cover in the end loans of a Hollywood film.
It is up to you to decide which one was.
By Tom Victor