Zinedine Zidane returns slippery La Liga as cynics replied.

Zinedine Zidane returns slippery La Liga as cynics replied. 

For a minute there Marcelo looked somewhat stressed. Danilo, Casemiro and Lucas Vázquez packaged retreat from the press room somewhat less uproariously than they had packaged in, droning and splashing champagne about. 

Álvaro Morata tailed them, escaping the chief's seat and taking the container off the work area as he withdrew. The Brazilian pushed him towards the entryway yet then stopped. 

Looking down a little timidly, he grabbed the TV they'd thumped as they bobbed around and started attempting to fix it. 

From one side, Lucas said something: "Gone ahead." From the other, Zinedine Zidane grinned that grin and held out an arm.
So Marcelo surrendered, laid the screen down, embraced his mentor and left, letting out a whoop when he went. 

Through the way to one side, round the passageway to one side and up the slant at one corner of the Rosaleda, Real Madrid's alliance title victors were beginning to make a beeline for the transport, most wearing T-shirts the kitman had distributed at full-time on the last day, 33 on the back. 

Keylor Navas, head shaved as guaranteed, committed the title to youngsters with growth and pledged to battle for his future. Pepe and Málaga midfielder Duda, who'd quite recently played his last amusement, stowed away in a tranquil corner drinking from jars wrapped in white paper. 

Cristiano Ronaldo was demanding he's no holy person, yet not the fallen angel either. Isco stated: "Unwind, I'm remaining." And staff grasped. The driver was radiating. 

Back in the press room Zidane wasn't settling anything other than he had been left to clean up. He shook a bit, wiped the champagne from his suit, fixed his seat and sat down, pulling it together, as though it had never happened.

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