Sometimes, to explain a moment, to account for the instant, it turns out that we don’t have enough images or metaphors at hand to help us understand the thing or give it a precise meaning. Sometimes, poetic claims come to us in droves, outrageous, without knowing where to choose.
Let’s go in parts. On Saturday night, the barca handily won Betis and what we can already call, unfailingly, “countdown” began. There are 18 points left at stake and there is a distance of 11 advantage. On the next weekly session, if the barca meets and he Madrid click on it Royal Arena, it will be 15 against 14 of margin. That is to say, and without having to be a mathematician, the barca can win the league Cornella-El Pratleaving behind, as a tip, a trail of smell of Second among the parrots
Well, at least it’s some emotion in a final stretch that promised to be agonizing, and not for fear of losing the lead (that’s over now) but because of that tired air that accompanied the team until they reached the promised land of a victory that almost ended. He gave more for the opponent’s non-appearance than for his own ambition. The truth is that the barca Saturday was like the expected May rain (at the end of April), which drenched the culés to the marrow, physically and spiritually. This is the first metaphor. After too many dry days, the forces of nature that were dozing in the infirmary finally came together. A Pedro in shape (little by little) is a ray of hope, and more if the compass of Busquets and the stormy might of Araujoand with Lewandowski something more in tune and with dembele again for the band.
The second metaphor is musical. These days I don’t know if they have realized that a certain bruce springsteen He has slept, walked, eaten and sung in and around Barcelona. An excursion with his friends, like who says. One of his songs is about travel and dreams. It’s called “Thunder Road” and says: “Show a little faith, there’s magic in the night & rdquor ;. And he adds: “Hey, I know it’s late, we can make it if we run & rdquor ;. Which is something like that we don’t lose faith because there is nocturnal magic and, even if it’s late, we can get it if we run.
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Those who went to the concert in Montjuic and also to SpotifyCamp Nou maybe they thought of this soundtrack to combine the two shows. The first, insured. The second, with glimpses of magic and speed. Bruce he doesn’t sing it, but he Dynamic duoyes: “Fifteen years old, my love is”, which is the age of this 4th year ESO boy who became the Thunder Highway (the “Route 41 & rdquor;) for Barcelona fans, with flashes of childish illusion to forget debts, various messes, credits, mortgages, the crazy increase in the license and other such niceties.
And third metaphor. pronounced it Haldun Firat Köktürkwho is not a Turkish winger but the builder of the reform of the Camp Nou. “It will be like the Jerusalem of sports: everyone will want to visit it& rdquor ;. We hope that, apart from tourists and businessmen, fans will also want to enter the temple. To watch football, especially to watch football.