It’s break time, so let’s have a bit of fun.
In my fantasy life, I’m a Barca-crazed contributor over at Barcelona Football Blog. In my real life, I’m a full-time journalist at the Chicago Tribune, based in Chicago, Illinois.
“Gentlemen, if you lose today you will continue to be the best in the world…
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So, here’s the deal. The Champions League knockout stage draw is tomorrow, and from what I see, we have a big ol’ pigpile of beatability staring at us. Potential opponents are CSKA Moscow (Drugs? Cold medicine, dude!), Milan, Bayern, Lyon, Porto, Olympiakos or Stuttgart. Now, I’m not counting my chickens before they’re hatched, but winning the group came with its own special prize in a favorable draw in the crucial first knockout stage.
Okay. Is it just me, or was that about the most boring dismantling of a side that I have witnessed in the semi-finals of a not-particularly-major competition?
I mean don’t get me wrong, the win is nice, as our beloved club goes for its 6th trophy in just barely over 6 months. But Mexican side Atlante, once they scraped out a wonder goal, never really looked like doing anything more than scrimmaging with us, particularly Guardiola walked over to Cabinet No. 10, the one marked “in case of trouble, break glass.”
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In this match of two halves, the view as to whether we got away with one or got our just desserts, will depend upon the status of your glass, and whether its color is Blaugrana.
No doubt, the Parakeets are still chirping about the penalty that counted for the only goal of the match, and maybe they should be. But more about that later, because I want to take these first few paragraphs to celebrate my Man of the Match, Zlatan Ibrahimovic. My view, by the by, on what I could give whether anyone agrees with me, falls into the rat’s ass category.
Ah, the debate that roiled….
In the comments of Isaiah’s most excellent match review, Abidal was called out for the free header that the Dynamo player had, and really should have scored from, off a set piece. I defended Abidal, and it was pointed out that he was slack on marking his man, he’s done it before, etc.
Watch the video again.
Yay for us, for winning at the Riazor for the first time since Wifred the Hairy ruled Catalunya.
Or something like that. And I was just about to say something impossibly stupid like “For me, this win is more exciting than the Clasic win because of what it represents.”
Then I remembered almost crapping my trou when Ibra’s glorious strike went in, and I reconsidered. But just so everyone will know that yes, I am prone to bouts of monstrous stupidity, the thought remains.
So, the deed has been done, and the nattering has begun. The Final Draw for…