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farlie on footie special European correspondent Todd returns to our pages by popular demand, reporting tonight from Barcelona’s London Bar, where he's still actively looking for Hemingway’s ghost:
When farlieonfootie asked me to cover this year's Superclásico, it was with some trepidation that I approached the subject, for it was no simple task. The 161st league meeting of Real Madrid and Barcelona would weave storylines complex enough to make even a spider dizzy, and had all the makings of a Shakespearean drama, including:
· Catalonian rebels vs. the Crown
· Pep the local hero vs. the Special One imported from abroad
· Messi vs. Ronaldo – the last two winners of the Ballon d’Or
· Barça vs. the coach that swiped their Champions League Cup
· Played on the 1111th anniversary of the founding of L’equip blaugrana
The rain falling on Camp Nou served as an omen that tears would be shed after this Superclásico match-up. The stage was set and the players included most of the World Cup champion side, though predominantly wearing the blaugrana kit. These are casts that coaches dream of.
Rather than recant the plays that comprised the game, as many other bloggers will, I instead offer some insights to ponder. Before proceeding, though, a few caveats. First, I confess that I am an avid Barça supporter so please, dear reader, consider the perspective from which I savored the match. Second, I am a modestly informed spectator of European football despite my inescapable American roots. And third, I am a midfielder by blood, heart, and mind. OK? Then, let’s begin.