Di Paolo Condò
( La Gazzetta dello Sport - November 30, 2010)
( La Gazzetta dello Sport - November 30, 2010)
not been to hear those who say that soccer is a plebian pastime, an entertainment for the ignorant masses, rather than take it to see the Barcelona Guardiola, a work of art more clearly and majesty of these modern times, the result of a talent so expressed in aggregate form, but nothing different from what has inspired a Beethoven or Picasso. Expired the time the words, the time when Jose Mourinho can compete with any, football says in a clear and fabulous that Barça is from another planet even after the Real Madrid in the field and on the bench, has raided again the best there was. And proving that the club Florentino Perez is a nightmare without end, here comes the violent conclusion of the evening: whether the seven yellow cards testify that blood flows in the veins of Madrid and not water, the kick of Sergio Ramos all'imprendibile Messi is a gesture of whips 
ration unworthy of a world champion.
The British renamed the Football The Beautiful Game thinking of this magnificent performances, stunning caused by the game because of Barcelona, \u200b\u200bcomparable to the Stendhal syndrome that staggers the senses before a painting, has never been as deep as in this fresh, amazing, unforgettable night Mid-Autumn, which echoes that of nearly 17 years ago. It was January 8, 1994: Another Barca 5-0 at the Nou Camp with Romario hat-trick and the high Cruijff as coach. Floro in that instead of Real. Guardiola keeps promises and attacks by a decision from the kick-off with the move that immediately addresses the match: full-back Daniel Alves plays very high, almost added a striker, and rather than extend a bit 'the links of the midfield to contain orders of Mourinho Maria to follow him up to the other area. The loss of the wing, which in turn becomes a quarterback, offensive unbalance the quartet on which Real had built his brilliant start to the season: it is as if the table was missing a leg, and the difficulty in keeping the ball Ronaldo, Benzema and Ozil - private development side - allows the Barcelona full control of the ball, and the subsequent relentless offensive. The
Clasico has the power to inspire the hearts and minds balances cold, and so are Iniesta and Xavi's goal in building that serves as the opener with a vertical passage in which Marcelo closes late. And 'the beginning of the hailstorm which Mourinho, like a black sky of Van Gogh - on a night like this, only artistic metaphors -, can not rebel. Helplessly at the wreck of the defense, so far a model of organization, bows his head when Pedro takes advantage of a raid by Villa on the baseline and observed without sentiment the first skirmishes, due to a Guardiola to push for Ronaldo on the sideline that inflames Valdes - always over the top - and other Blaugrana. One could imagine a rag in the range of reorganization, the boats return and instead determined to inflict a lesson to real number that dig a good ditch psychologically for future reference. In the first quarter of an hour of the shooting came the two goals from Villa, inspired by passages from Messi, and if the first is already very nice, the second - a long diagonal razor in the open - something that makes my eyes moisten, if as we are so vulgar to enjoy for a bonbon football. Villa's double is important because it buffers the only blemish for the first time, the difficulty of Barça to review the game on the line dell'offside his new gunboats.
From there on, the Real, innervated from the entrance of the brutal Lass Diarra, up the cleats to convince Barca to subside. After 8-0 all'Almeria, Ronaldo had sarcastically said: "We do not do the same." Risk of being denied. In the final Jeffren expands in the historic 5-0 goleada and the people of Camp Nou mocks Mourinho calling on it to get up off the bench. It 'the only goal of Madrid: despite what he saw, people continue to fear Mou.
ration unworthy of a world champion. The British renamed the Football The Beautiful Game thinking of this magnificent performances, stunning caused by the game because of Barcelona, \u200b\u200bcomparable to the Stendhal syndrome that staggers the senses before a painting, has never been as deep as in this fresh, amazing, unforgettable night Mid-Autumn, which echoes that of nearly 17 years ago. It was January 8, 1994: Another Barca 5-0 at the Nou Camp with Romario hat-trick and the high Cruijff as coach. Floro in that instead of Real. Guardiola keeps promises and attacks by a decision from the kick-off with the move that immediately addresses the match: full-back Daniel Alves plays very high, almost added a striker, and rather than extend a bit 'the links of the midfield to contain orders of Mourinho Maria to follow him up to the other area. The loss of the wing, which in turn becomes a quarterback, offensive unbalance the quartet on which Real had built his brilliant start to the season: it is as if the table was missing a leg, and the difficulty in keeping the ball Ronaldo, Benzema and Ozil - private development side - allows the Barcelona full control of the ball, and the subsequent relentless offensive. The
Clasico has the power to inspire the hearts and minds balances cold, and so are Iniesta and Xavi's goal in building that serves as the opener with a vertical passage in which Marcelo closes late. And 'the beginning of the hailstorm which Mourinho, like a black sky of Van Gogh - on a night like this, only artistic metaphors -, can not rebel. Helplessly at the wreck of the defense, so far a model of organization, bows his head when Pedro takes advantage of a raid by Villa on the baseline and observed without sentiment the first skirmishes, due to a Guardiola to push for Ronaldo on the sideline that inflames Valdes - always over the top - and other Blaugrana. One could imagine a rag in the range of reorganization, the boats return and instead determined to inflict a lesson to real number that dig a good ditch psychologically for future reference. In the first quarter of an hour of the shooting came the two goals from Villa, inspired by passages from Messi, and if the first is already very nice, the second - a long diagonal razor in the open - something that makes my eyes moisten, if as we are so vulgar to enjoy for a bonbon football. Villa's double is important because it buffers the only blemish for the first time, the difficulty of Barça to review the game on the line dell'offside his new gunboats.
From there on, the Real, innervated from the entrance of the brutal Lass Diarra, up the cleats to convince Barca to subside. After 8-0 all'Almeria, Ronaldo had sarcastically said: "We do not do the same." Risk of being denied. In the final Jeffren expands in the historic 5-0 goleada and the people of Camp Nou mocks Mourinho calling on it to get up off the bench. It 'the only goal of Madrid: despite what he saw, people continue to fear Mou.
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