No one knows exactly what happens to Manchester City, even more than each one has their own opinion and shares it to the four winds without any repair. Soccer, in addition to the most important of less important things (as Arrigo Sacchi said on one occasion and now we repeat several million people almost daily), it is also a springboard from which anyone dares to jump because few are few called to check if in said pool there is water. Guardiola is one of them. And he may not know what happens to this team that seemed to fly at the beginning of the season to melt now, game after match, as a pen cover in the heat of a candle.
I don’t know what happens to Guardiola City, although sometimes I affirm the opposite. In exchange for money, one says many things. Or in the heat of a good barbecue, which is the fundamental basis of the unbarkable Buenos Aires verbiage. He is very sweet, for example, to blame Rodrigo’s unfortunate absence, who hasn’t ever done it? Not surprisingly, it is the best midfielder in the world, the Marie Kondo of professional football, the accountant who saves you dislikes while adding good passes that move the chaos of the own area and move it to the heart of the rival field, the voice of Sir Richard Attenborough In animal documentaries. It also seems feasible to point to the simple, but mortal, step of time. To wear, product of the routine. To the exhaustion of some unique talents and their thorough gray hair under expensive bio -stimulation treatments that can deceive the human eye, but that would no longer put a goal or the rainbow.
Reasons to wield in cafeteria debates there are as many as trainers without a card. And we are legion. A soccer team will always be a small ecosystem in which to step on an ant (by the way, or unintentionally) can sink the price of salmon in Norway to push Haaland and Oscar Bobb in the arms of melancholy: it is just another example. Only Real Madrid seems oblivious to these fundamental laws of the universe, unable to submit or its own clumsiness and leaving behind such a trace of infallibility that the less thought day will declare it Trino and one. For all others, there is no more certainty than mysteries, hence the prodigious character of everything achieved by the Citizens In these light years, including a first threat of the Gallagher brothers for joining the party. And we never knew how.
There will be those who think that everything is a matter of money, ticket. The fact of not having it makes us fantasize that everything is bought in this life, also the respect of your fellow men. On Guardiola and its imperative importance in modern football, Ancelotti spoke this week without great surprises: he swore that for him there is no other better and that facing him supposes, equally, a pleasure and a headache. It happens that one day the voice of the Italian will cease. Or that of Klopp. And the echo will remain, or constant hammering, of those who never cease in their efforts to detract from others, in a strange drive yet unidentified completely by science, neutral tricksters that claim to know the ins and outs of how much it happens in remote cemeteries and sell Cheap the acquittal, never the remedy: to think that Guardiola does not know what we know does not even get fat, let’s grab that.
