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Juventus 3 - 1 Real Madrid (Agg: 4-3)
Juventus end the Real adventure
Madrid's artists leave the Italian renaissance complete
Juventus played with so much authority and spirit that they will almost be forgiven for depriving the public of a final featuring Real Madrid. Marcello Lippi's team will meet Milan at Old Trafford in two weeks' time in the competition's first all-Italian final and those clubs will take pride in asserting their pre-eminence in one of the countries that has thrown the status of Serie A into doubt.
"This season is going to become fantastic for us," said Lippi, and there were few in Turin last night who would contradict him. There was a restored sheen about them here that reflected confidence, with another league title stowed away at the weekend and the resurgence of stamina as the players see honours before them rather than just a dreary, endless schedule.
"We played a perfect match," Alessandro Del Piero claimed, though he praised Real's spirit and admitted to "much suffering in the closing minutes".
Real have treated their defects as if they were quirks that simply enhanced their charm and, with the European Cup collected on a biennial basis since 1998, their attitude met with indulgence. Nonetheless there was always a danger that an able side would identify the weaknesses and keep on exploiting them.
Pavel Nedved, scorer of the third goal, was the driving force of the assault, particularly in the first half, and, although Juventus have a long rap sheet in this tournament, it is a misfortune for the audience as well as the Czech midfielder that his second-half booking for a foul on Steve McManaman here will keep him out of the final.
His dynamism was never contained by a Real midfield lacking the injured Claude Makelele. It was his deep cross from the right that Del Piero headed down for David Trezeguet to force a shot home at the near post after 12 minutes.
Vicente del Bosque's side have never been adept at harassing forwards, as another goal before half-time demonstrated. Del Piero, at the edge of the penalty area on the left, jinked to open up a space between Michel Salgado and Fernando Hierro through which he could strike a drive that beat Iker Casillas at the near post.
Real, famously sleek of movement, are known to start shifting uncomfortably at the prospect of Italian opposition. They had Raul as a lone attacker, because Ronaldo's calf injury meant that he appeared only as a substitute for a telling cameo.
The Italian art of organisation is coming to the fore once again. So restricted was the service that you could not tell for sure whether Raul had come back prematurely after having his appendix removed or was out of form.
Real, nonetheless, are a haughty club who know their own resources. In the opening phase of the Champions League they would have been knocked out had it not been for a goal in stoppage time in Dortmund and, when they dig deep, Del Bosque's men mine a deep seam of ability. Incomplete as his fitness was, Ronaldo had an influence.
Paolo Montero, launching into an ill-advised tackle, brought him down in the 65th minute. The penalty-taking duties went to Luis Figo but the shot was tame and conveniently close to Gianluigi Buffon at his right side. It was so gripping an episode that it seemed sure to be a pivotal moment and Juventus's spirits were raised.
Eight minutes later Gianluca Zambrotta released Nedved for a shot beyond Casillas. Real, however, do not go quietly. Ability on this scale must make itself heard and, with a minute left, Zinedine Zidane gathered his composure to thread a low effort into the far corner of the net.
Stoppage time was extensive and it bubbled with the possibility of a triumphant conclusion that would have steered Real through on the away goals rule. They are shackled to a burdensome defence but they are uncanny escapologists. On this occasion, however, they came up against opponents who are masterful gaolers.
Real could not quite cut loose. "My players must be proud," said Del Bosque. It is a shame to see them go but perhaps they will shrug and decide they are only meant to triumph in even-numbered years. Although Juventus are back at the top, Real will return.
Juventus (4-3-1-2): Buffon; Thuram, Tudor, Montero, Birindelli (Pessotto, 60); Zambrotta, Tacchinardi, Davids (Conte, 89); Nedved; Trezeguet (Camoranesi, 77), Del Piero.
Booked: Montero, Tacchinardi, Nedved.
Real Madrid (4-2-3-1): Casillas; Salgado, Hierro, Helguera, Roberto Carlos; Flavio Conceicao (Ronaldo, 52), Cambiasso (McManaman,77); Figo, Guti, Zidane; Raul.
Booked: Flavio Conceicao, Salgado, Hierro, Figo.
Referee: U Meier (Switzerland).