go to football with a madridist boy

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A friend from Madrid, Louis de Carlos Grandson of one of the best presidents Real Madrid has ever had, author of a book about Abelardo de Carlos, an enlightened Frenchman from Cadiz, who also bears his name, printer, journalist, co-founder of the Círculo de Bellas Artes de Madrid, He had the courtesy of inviting me to play football, accompanied me. He actually invited me because he knows a Madridista will go with me, which excites me. See his favorite team at the Bernabeu. I am that madridista’s grandfather The one my friend Luis wants to entertain. Grandpa seems like the right company, as this madridista kid is still 11 years old and needs a company to handle the trips and other logistics required to access a stadium this size.

Here I am, in charge of some tickets that will give us access to the game of the year. grandson Oliver, It began to celebrate as a decisive victory, which I have presented here on other occasions before. I don’t think so, I know you already left knowing the outcome would be against me. I didn’t want to ask him how this Sunday’s future will inspire us, the Barça heartland, as soon as Barça started to falter and now surreal and embarrassingly floundering against Inter. .

This contradictory hobby grandfather and grandson have knows better times for the culé world. A few weeks after he was born, long before, of course, he chose white to color his football heart, my friend and colleague Lluís Bassets sent him a complete kit to make his first outfit. It coincided with the best goals of our lives 11 years ago. Then I took a picture of his grandson and sent it to him, among other people. One of my favorite and admired Barcelona players, Pep Guardiola, perhaps the best interpretation of Barça’s legacy in the last ten years. Ramallets and Kubala and Suarez Who did I register my Barcelona with? Guardiola, who has a sense of humor as well as the seriousness of football, joked on this occasion when he saw the doll filled with the strongest colors of our football sense: “It will fill your pants”.

It’s obviously already filling them up, but From Oliver Madrid, white all night. One day he asked his mother about the balance between white trophies and my colored trophies. This arithmetic freed him from doubt. The first time I took him to a classic it was at Camp Nou. ANDl 5-1 caused him to tearfully say, “Don’t bring me to this field again.” He was in Madrid when I took him to first-class football, playing against the local team Osasuna. That unpleasant game didn’t stop him from shouting for his team, and beside him, I followed the final 0-0 as a recap of the game between the two contenders, one of whom Oliver was cheering tirelessly.

As we approached the exit tunnel, one of my nephews, who is also a Real Madrid supporter, asked my young teammate’s opinion about the match. He recorded the following message on his mobile: “Extreme boredom in Chamartín”.

This Sunday afternoon is presented as the reign of Vitiza for my colors, dark, extremely dark. A boy who will be my counterpart, who will expect a lot of white goals from the beginning. In such a case, I will do what he advises him to do. A cynical journalist named Emilio Romero: “He takes out his umbrella when it rains and closes his umbrella when it’s not raining”. I’ll bring an umbrella, just in case. But I’m not giving up, Oliver doesn’t want to see me give up even if he gets wet in the rain.

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