What a league season we are experiencing! (and not precisely because of the game, since both here and there, mediocrity has been slapped in the face, and doubts dominate even over logic). One, who has lucky enough to intervene in some gatherings, must recognize that the show often moves from the grass to our sets, studios and digital channels where sentences and statements they happen with the authority of who Train Barça or Madrid from a sofa with a party-stop coach’s card and with the art of nonsense as a flag.
Long live the show!
“Barça will not repeat a title this year”, “Xabi Alonso will not eat the nougat!”, “Flick has already explained to those around him that he is preparing his suitcases at the end of the season…” And he lets go with that self-sufficient smile of someone who confuses reality with entertainment, rigor with imagination or, who knows, with unfounded and fanciful personal desire as a script. Then, the theories: “This system is no longer intimidating”, “Young people have leveraged themselves on their laurels”, “Veterans can no longer meet the coach’s demands”…
Curiously, the same people who criticized that we bit madly and without measure, now say that we lack intimidation and character… Crazy. The cave comes apart, already last year they said: “Mbappé’s Madrid will take Barcelona, 20 points at least”, “Lamine Yamal is overrated” or “With so much youth, the pressure will overcome them” And it turned out that the Blaugranas crushed them up to 5 times and without even breaking a sweat, Lamine Yamal did not win the Ballon d’Or because he didn’t feel like it and the Blaugrana children went from podium to podium laughing and joking.
And now, focusing on the present, and trying to escape from the noise, the spotlights and the fight for share, with its lights and shadows and regardless of who it is, we are still there, competing. Unknowns? All, tiredness? Something, and with Our eyes are on Arístides Mayol and to see if we can once and for all light the fire in our home and return to a normality that dismantles the nonsense that invades the capital’s catastrophists. Yes, those who cannot stand that Barça does not give up, that the locker room is united and that the imminent Spotify Camp Nou can be heard again from Montjuïc to Tibidabo. Barça does not need to convince those who never wanted to believe. He needs to play, win and continue keeping his mouth shut.
So, yeah, let the idiots and idiocies continue. The more noise they make, the greater the satisfaction of being a culé.. And that, friends, there is no talk show to cover it up.