The Magical Flute

In the 61st minute.

Gareth Bale used his pace to force his way past Robertson.

Robertson, who had been solid defensively throughout the match, tracked back all the way and threw himself into a tackle near the byline, sending the ball out for a corner.

Real Madrid won a corner.

The penalty area was a mess, with everyone battling and no one willing to give an inch.

Smack...

Modric curled the ball with his right foot.

The ball flew toward the six-yard box. Mignolet read the drop accurately and punched it clear with one fist.

But the ball happened to fall at Casemiro's feet outside the box.

Liverpool's players tried to close him down, but they were already too late.

Casemiro did not take a touch to set himself. He swung his right foot and unleashed a thunderous shot.

He struck it cleanly, and the ball roared through the crowd in the box before screaming into the top-right corner.

Mignolet had only just gotten back to his feet. The shot was far too quick; before he could even get a hand out, the ball had already crashed into the net.

"Casemiro hits it first time!!"

"Wahoo!!"

"A wonder goal!! An absolute screamer!!!"

"2:2! Real Madrid have equalized!"

Cardiff was completely drowned out by the cheers of Real Madrid supporters.

The white stands surged like an avalanche.

Casemiro ran to the corner flag and dropped into a knee slide, with Modric and Toni Kroos behind him.

Cristiano Ronaldo rushed out of the box and threw an arm around his neck.

The Real Madrid players gathered together as though they wanted to roar out all the frustration they had bottled up in the first half.

On the touchline, the gloom finally lifted from Zinedine Zidane's face. He clapped hard and gave his