Not be repeated four Classics

A couple of days talked about the most recent precedent of the semifinal between Madrid and Barcelona in the semifinals of the Champions League. I used it to take look back and remember how they lived the classic confrontation between the two giants of Spanish football, and no intention of falling into that of any past was better, I miss the football first in these matters. The rivalry and even the tension always present at these parties rarely offered good football, but at least it's the sport in question of what was said. Yesterday, serve as an example, did not play Iniesta, that gave us the World Cup, but that was not important.

I guess it was expected to happen. One classic, this season, had all the ingredients to become a pitched battle. With no less than four was easy to imagine that the tension builds game after game and the players run through a few paths as we are watching. What could be a feast of football between two teams most likely generated in the world but has become a despicable spectacle in which the ball would not be surprising felt embarrassed. It is difficult to be repeated as the current conditions in which in only eighteen days to see the faces of two clubs. So be it.

We could collect all that has happened these past few days and make a television series, changing to Mourinho and his Josephs Guardiola by Manuel and Domingo Carlos Alberto, do half-hour episodes and leave open ends in which the dramatic tension is increased by raising the volume of music. Football is like the lost island of Lost: a reason to count the lives of the protagonists and their quest for redemption. Guardiola Mourinho and antagonists: the faith to reason. Live together, die alone: ​​the end of the day, neither you nor without you. Like the island, football has been difficult to find these days.

It could also be like Carnival, where the show around us is but an excuse for the eternal struggle between good and evil, with Guardiola by the young healer and Mourinho's devilish priest. Who knows if someday Mourinho will appear with a trident, many no doubt await. Or jump into the world of film and film The Imaginarium of Doctor Mourinho, with Busquets, Pedro Alves as priceless and theater actors. Come and see: a glimpse of a world of new developments in their eyes, but watch out for their souls.

We could get into the shoes of Tim Burton and film Guardiola in Wonderland, where he falls through a hole after chasing Messi, running from side to side. They meet a Portuguese eccentric making tea and wearing a strange hat. Now that the remakes are hot, we could also roll the new version of the Spielberg classic Duel, where a stressed Barcelona coach drives on desolate highways and discover how a white truck relentless pursuit of him hit him insane intentions.

A grotesque spectacle, the end of the day, typical of vaudeville between the two clubs of which more can be expected not only in the Spanish league, but the entire European football, is assumed. Was not it end early? And we have fallen short? Some have half league in his pocket and one foot in Wembley, and others have won the Copa del Rey, but in many ways have lost both.

These things are enjoyed, I think, isolated from each other, enjoying, say, from a more distant. In any case there will be slow, apart from round the next week we will have two more in August.

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