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Colombia Beat Uzbekistan to Open Their World Cup — but Luis Díaz Carried the Favourites

Jack T. Taylor

Colombia walked into the Estadio Azteca carrying the label that has trailed this golden generation: one of the sides who could actually win the thing. They walked out with three points, the top of Group K, and a question the standings politely decline to ask. For an hour, against a team playing the first World Cup match in its history, the favourites looked like a side that needed rescuing. Luis Díaz did the rescuing. That is the story, and it is not the same story as the scoreline.

A debutant built a wall, and Colombia had no plan to climb it

Uzbekistan came to defend, and they defended well. Fabio Cannavaro set them in a 5-3-2 that became a back five whenever Colombia crossed halfway, two banks packed into their own third, daring the favourites to find a way through a wall rather than around it. It is the oldest plan a smaller side brings to a bigger one, and it works far more often than the talent gap suggests it should. Colombia had the ball, most of it, for most of the night, and for long stretches did remarkably little with it. Possession without penetration is a particular kind of trap, and Néstor Lorenzo’s team walked into it.

Then came the moment that defines the genre. Not a move, not a pattern Lorenzo could have drawn on a board, but an act of individual quality. Jhon Arias clipped a pass over the top, and Daniel Muñoz, breaking from the right beyond the centre-backs, met it on the volley with the outside of his boot and lifted it over the goalkeeper. It was beautifully done. It was also the kind of goal that arrives in spite of a performance rather than because of one, the talent leaking out of a team that could not engineer a clean chance any other way.

Uzbekistan’s moment, and Díaz’s answer

That should have settled it. Instead it loosened something. Five minutes into the second half, Uzbekistan wrote themselves into their own history: Eldor Shomurodov’s shot was blocked, the rebound fell, and Abbosbek Fayzullaev was there to bundle in the first World Cup goal his country has ever scored. Eighty thousand people in the Azteca heard a debutant nation roar, and for a few minutes Colombia’s defence, Davinson Sánchez and Jhon Lucumí caught flat with no one tracking the loose ball, looked nothing like a back line built to win a tournament. Favourites are supposed to make these afternoons boring. Colombia made this one a contest.

And then, as he had all night, Díaz answered the question himself. Gustavo Puerta won the ball back in midfield and slid him in down the left; Díaz took it in stride, opened his body, and finished first time past a goalkeeper who got a hand to it and not enough else. It was his first World Cup goal, and it restored the lead inside five minutes of conceding, the response of a player who refuses to let the night drift away from him. That is the trait worth naming here. Not Colombia’s poise; Díaz’s. He created the first goal and scored the second, and a team that calls itself a contender spent ninety minutes leaning on one man to make it true.

The margin, the thing that lets a casual glance call this comfortable, did not arrive until the ninth minute of stoppage time, when Jaminton Campaz rose to a cross and headed in. For everything between the equaliser and that header, the better part of half an hour, this was a one-goal game, Colombia clinging to a lead a more ruthless favourite would have buried long before. The final scoreline reads like control. The match did not feel like it.

The favourite tag holds on talent — and almost nothing else

None of which erases the result, and it is worth being fair about what Colombia did right. Three points on opening day is the only currency that matters in a group, and they banked it. Muñoz was a genuine threat down the right all night. Arias offered invention when little else did. And breaking a disciplined, low-blocking debutant is harder than the neutral wants to believe: Spain were held by Cape Verde on this same opening round, France needed Mbappé to settle Senegal, and the pattern of the tournament so far is that the deep block is the great equaliser. Colombia at least found the goals. But a favourite is not judged by whether it wins these games. It is judged by how it wins them, and on that test Colombia fell short of the billing.

Because the worry is structural, not circumstantial. James Rodríguez, the captain and the man Colombia ask to unlock exactly this kind of stubborn defence, was peripheral: a touch here, a set-piece there, none of the rhythm a side this reliant on its number ten needs from him. Luis Suárez, Colombia’s own striker, led a line that was starved of service for long spells. Jefferson Lerma and Puerta shielded the back four competently enough but rarely turned control into threat. Strip away the two Díaz interventions and the late header, and what remains is a team that controlled the ball and created almost nothing, a profile that wins against Uzbekistan and gets punished against Portugal.

That is the real stake, and it lands next. Portugal drew with DR Congo on the same day, which keeps Group K wide open and means Colombia’s next two matches, Congo then Portugal, will be played against sides who will not sit in a passive block and wait to be beaten. The plan that needed Díaz to improvise his way past Uzbekistan will not survive contact with a team that presses, that carries its own threat, that punishes the spell of sterile possession Colombia indulged for an hour here.

So does the favourite tag still hold? On talent, yes: this is a squad with the players to go deep, and Díaz on this evidence is one of the most decisive forwards at the tournament. But a tag is a promise about how you play, not just who you have, and Colombia spent their opener making good on the second half of that promise and almost none of the first. They got the win. They did not get the performance. And the gap between those two things is exactly the space where contenders are found out.

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