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So we’re out of the Champion’s League. And there are probably a myriad of ways of looking at this result.
I’m certainly more angry at, and frustrated with, the team. We lacked desire and effort tonight. Today’s match reminded me of the movie Gladiator.. the last fight…where he just fights like a sissy…Distressing and disgraceful. These players aren’t playing for free, as a hobby. We have one of the highest wage bills in Europe – I just woke up at 3 o’clock this morning only to find out I got betrayed by my beloved team. Only one team fought with everything they had to make the final, and it wasn’t us by a long shot. Seeing RM players running and trying everything they had to overcome or at least win the game, and comparing that to “this” game tonight was embarrassing. Pissed off doesn’t come close to describe what I’m feel right now.
Now I hope we start getting rid of dead weight in all areas this summer. It is time to clean house and it needs to start with Tito. Let’s see our record against big teams under Vilanova. Tito seems like he is out of his depth on the European stage. He actually has no idea. I don’t want a coach who takes out Xavi and Iniesta when we are desperately seeking a goal. Being cancer-free has fuck-all to do with football.
Sanchez, Song and Cesc are not good enough. In what way does the purchase of Cesc Fabregas benefit this team? Alway too slow and caught up unaware and disposessed easily. Pedro has looked like a chicken running around the field. There is a growing problem with Alves’ use of the ball. Xavi is half the player he was 2 years ago. We might have the slowest midfield in the universe. I hate it, I really do, when nobody criticizes Iniesta. Sell Messi!
Stop me if you recognize yourself. Of course, there are a myriad ways of feeling about this result.
I feel disappointed because I really hate to see us lose. I feel embarrassed because we did not manage to score a single goal.
I also feel proud. When the sun rose this morning I wrote that I love our club, because it is the most beautiful club in the world. This is as true now as it was then. We have a coach who played in Barça’s youth teams, which was possibly before any of us became culé. He was Pep’s assistant when they led our B-team to promotion and he was there during the most successful four years of our club’s history.
We all loved Tito when he led our team to its best league start ever. We all praised him for his tactical acumen. We respected the humble yet confident manner in which he handles himself in the press conferences. His game-changing substitions made us all wonder how come Pep didn’t listen to him more in the previous four years. Before his relapse occurred he had won 85% of his games. For months he observed training sessions through a webcam. And we are still winning a league in which we are up against the most expensive collection of soccer players in the history of the game.
So pride, disappointment and embarrassment. The only thing I did not feel was surprise. Up until Robben’s goal I believed a comeback was possible, but we all knew it would take just one goal to kill that hope. Piqué saved us three or four times with last ditch tackles in the first half. Nobody should be surprised that we lost again. We did so in Munich. And in Milan. And against M*drid, three times this season.
And every time we lost, what came out of the Barça camp was, ”you know, we had one bad game but we are still a great team”. Well, you can’t hide behind a 7-0 ass-whupping over two legs, regardless of the opponent. As a matter of fact, we should be happy, because this aggregate score forces the club, technical staff and players to take a long, hard look in the mirror.
When a great team like this F.C. Barcelona does lose 7-0 on aggregate, it becomes a merely very good team. And its fans go wild.
And then there is also this:
So I am a first time poster. Reading forums sometimes is very difficult. Because of the impulsiveness. And the emotions. But I frequent this blog over others because the conversations seems to be more intelligent.
But I am dismayed at what I am seeing now. All this nonsense about sacking Tito. Don’t forget who you are. You are a supporter of one of the most successful teams to ever grace the planet. You are a supporter of a team about to win the league by double digit points. Abidal is cancer-free. Tito is cancer-free. And yet all this crap. Because we lost to a team that is quite simply better than us. Don’t ever tell me the players don’t give it their all. Because they do. They live for it. They bleed for it. The same way we do. It is more than a club for a reason.
Going into next season adjustments need to be made. Personel-wise and tactically. But it does not start with firing a manager who is about to win La Liga by a historic margin. Don’t forget who you are, cules. Dont forget your identity. We support this club because it means more to us than wins and losses. Don’t ruin what makes it so special.
Som un equip. Visca!
Thank you, xdsm, for your beautiful comment, and welcome to our family, so to speak. You weren’t the only one but today you were the most eloquent. That does not mean we all have to agree with you, of course. Big lossess bring out big emotions, and everybody is welcome to express their opinions. Thank all of you who have provided me with my opening paragraphs. Keep reading, keep commenting. I am as much a BfB fan as a contributor and you, commenters, are a big part of what makes this space so special. I am very much looking forward to our future discussions about the changes that need to be made this summer. But let’s look forward to winning the league first. Congratulations to Bayern Munich, and Visca Barça!