RETRO DIARY: May 20, 1992, as Barça were crowned Kings of Europe

Back when the Champion’s League was still called the European Cup, a thirteen-old boy sits in front of the tv to watch the final between Barcelona and Sampdoria. No, he did not yet own a Barça jersey at that time – having travelled to Indonesia the previous summer, a trip on which his mother had… Continue reading RETRO DIARY: May 20, 1992, as Barça were crowned Kings of Europe

Athletic 2 – Barça 2, as San Mamés got the draw it deserved

My match thoughts, numbered for easy consumption: 1. Impressionist Tito envisioned a beautifully lit Bilbao in blue and scarlet with Valdés, Dani Alves, Piqué, Abidal, Song, Xavi, Thiago, Pedro, Fàbregas and Alexis as his brushes of choice. Of course Bielsa is quite the painter too, so we ended up sharing the canvas. It’s all good.… Continue reading Athletic 2 – Barça 2, as San Mamés got the draw it deserved

Bayern München 4 – Barça 0, as far as embarassments go…

This was a timely one. The prelude Between 2008/09 and 2011/12 we won fourteen out of nineteen possible titles. Our unprecedented success left culés worldwide elated and our head coach exhausted. While over the first half of this season Pep Guardiola spent his time carefully chosing which team he would manage next, Tito Vilanova came,… Continue reading Bayern München 4 – Barça 0, as far as embarassments go…

Barça 1 – PSG 1, as we struggled independently

“Whether or not Messi plays is not our problem” Carlos Ancelotti   So we rolled out on Saturday with a team full of superstars minus one and crushed our opponents with our little hand, four fingers of which we had wrapped tightly around their throat before half time. Cesc scored a hat-trick as a false… Continue reading Barça 1 – PSG 1, as we struggled independently

PSG 2 – Barça 2, as we snatched defeat from the claws of victory

Paris. The city of lights. Of sandwichs grècs and fries. Of tiny, dusty apartments made instantly awesome because you can catch a far away glimpse of the Eifel Tower through its one and only window. Of Parisians that are surprisingly non-arrogant as long as you are arrogant enough to hang. Of métro, boulot, dodo¹. Of… Continue reading PSG 2 – Barça 2, as we snatched defeat from the claws of victory

Barça 2, Sevilla 1, aka “I wanna be on Tellovision!”

There is something funny in the reality that the two Liga giants both went into Saturday’s match day as a favorite, only to go down a goal, then rally for a narrow, one-goal victory. Could both colossi have had the same thing on the brain? Maybe, just maybe. And it must have been contagious, because… Continue reading Barça 2, Sevilla 1, aka “I wanna be on Tellovision!”

Valencia 1 – Barça 1, as we could have won a game we should have lost

black·out [blak-out] 1. power failure; wide-spread electricity outage 2. lapse of memory, preferrably but not necessarily caused by excessive consumption of your favorite alcoholic beverage 3. Zzzzzzzing! When the lights go off… Denizens of the Third World are all too familiar with definition number one. During my youth and early adult life spent in wealthier (and… Continue reading Valencia 1 – Barça 1, as we could have won a game we should have lost