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Messi, with a goal and two assists, leads a great victory against a Mallorca that was seen from behind from the first minute / Arturo Vidal, Braithwaite and Jordi Alba completed the victory

 

GRAF475. PALMA.- El delantero uruguayo del FC Barcelona Luis Suárez...

Luis Suárez tries to beat Gámez, in Son Moix

 

It is easy to forget. We already do it daily. So we corrupt whatever we have experienced. We exaggerate the images. We color or cross them out. We love to mythologize. Loving and hating. And dream, what the hell. Few things come as close to dreams as football. What difference does it make that, in reality, it is nothing more than looking at a handful of athletes in shorts. Very well paid cabareteros who are dedicated to entertaining. Now, in a tasteless circus with canned din. What a stupidity, we have thought of recent times. We said, it is easy to forget. Until Arturo Vidal arrives and in a minute he grabs us by the neck and drags us to memory. Until he marks Braithwaite and commemorates one of the moments of his life with an iron gesture. Until Messi, two assists and one goal, knot football into art. Too many things have been lost along the way. But soccer still retains its ability to move. [0-4: Narration and Statistics]

Barcelona returned to competition. And the footballers were released. Not even noticing if they would have enough strength to withstand so much momentum. It was not a day for fear. Mallorca, even able to intimidate in the first half despite firmly opposing the descent, dangerous as long as the ball hovered around Kubo's booties, could not help but be carried away by the tide while a spontaneous mocked all health and safety protocol to go for a walk among the footballers. Bread, always with the circus.

Barcelona did well to get away from those contemplative times when they waited for the rival to tire to sink their teeth. De Jong, who seemed to have a clearer role on this return, was the one who took the ball from Kubo at the start. Alba continued the action with a cross to the heart of the area. Up there Arturo Vidal came like a runaway horse. Sastre, who knows if he saw it coming, could not help but curl up against the Chilean's goal-scoring goal.

To interpret the sensations of the coaches, nothing like looking at their initial ounces. This is a League that has nothing to do with the one played before the pandemic. It's about playing eleven games in five weeks, with no time even to correct a slip, which happens to be fatal. Setién has learned during his time at Barcelona that, beyond his romantic ideas, nothing will bring him closer to his first title in his coaching career than being a practical man. Hence, he limited all the risk in his most fragile men (Luis Suárez and Umtiti, both recently recovered from their injuries, stayed on the starting bench). But also to get hold of its neighborhood players. It is not time for poetry, Arthur knows it well, so Setién sent Arturo Vidal and Braithwaite to run. Another footballer of those who fight against their own emotionality also appeared. It is the young Uruguayan central Ronald Araujo, who in addition to fulfilling his defensive task even splintered the post.

Vicente Moreno, coach of Mallorca, tried to lift the spirits of his footballers. And Kubo, whom Barcelona let out while prioritizing incomprehensible operations at La Masia, tested Ter Stegen on a couple of occasions. The locals did not take advantage of their moment. A capital sin when the rival belongs to the bourgeoisie.

If few noticed Griezmann's presence - as spectral as in the old days - it was thanks to Braithwaite's insistence. Messi must have understood that he had found a good ally because he kept looking for him. Until the Argentine put his head to take a divided ball and Braithwaite finished with his soul. He neither smiled nor raised his arms. The VAR did not oppose anything either, despite the fact that Griezmann had threatened to touch the ball with his arm.

Kubo was already exhausted. Rakitic stretched out his legs in the second act. Even Suarez was able to fuel his competitive craving after five months off. So that everything ended as it used to. With La Pulga rolling out a carpet before Alba's heavenly career. With the ten stroking the ball in the twilight so that it broke all safety distance with the net.

“Someone once said that your favorite moments in history were when things were falling apart. Because that meant that something new was being born. Is this valid if we apply it to our individual life? ». Barnes asked her in The Sense of an End. As we search for the answer, we will never lose sight of Messi again.

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