The sanity of a crazy predator named Real Madrid

There are phenomena that escape rational explanations, even when they are told by their protagonists, surely because they have no need to transcend beyond being recognized as natural, few as popular as Madrid.

Madrid wants to be neither more nor less than Madrid, a classic champion of classics that also triumphs in modernity, after football has become an entertainment industry and a business that favors the creation of artificial clubs and the organization of a World Cup in winter in Qatar.

The story of Madrid is victory and therefore it denies or does not participate in the story of others when it does not win, accustomed to victory and so attached to the European Cup that it seems as if it had been founded the same day the tournament was born in 1955 The extraordinary trajectory of the team consequently also has its rational part: it is their competition and, as a parent, the bond they maintain is maternal;

Nobody wants the Champions League more, nor has any club believed more in its expansive effect.

He is also respectful of the simplicity of a game that consists of scoring one more goal than the opponent and to achieve this, he narrows down the options granted by the regulations with or without VAR.

The feeling is that the goals that are needed will fall from the moment the opponent takes the initiative without knowing very well what would happen with the 0-0.

From the first goal, the comeback is sung because Madrid is above any rival, player and coach - local or foreign - and the greater the challenge, the greater their response as seen by PSG, Chelsea and City.

The Bernabéu reminded Mbappé that he will never be bigger than Madrid when he leaves Paris;

He told Chelsea that he will never have the same trophy room for more than being the current champion;

To Guardiola he replied that style and ingenuity are not enough to eliminate a club with 13 trophies if Messi is not there;

and Bale or Sergio Ramos left them in evidence after sealing their pass to the final with Nacho and Vallejo.

There are no distinctions between good and bad footballers or between rich and poor fans in the Madrid community during the European Cup.

Perhaps the religiosity of Vinicius and Rodrygo attest to the mystique that is lived in the Bernabéu cathedral in the same way that the spirit of Juanito was invoked before.

Times change and the catharsis continues because the fuse is lit with the madridista creed and desire, the mentality of an insatiable club, factors that guarantee the irrational part that their memorable European nights also have.

A very particular liturgy if one takes into account that the most poetic team, the Quinta del Buitre, never won the European Cup.

Madrid can afford to lose two consecutive leagues on the last day in Tenerife and even accept the European mockery of the Sheriff at the Bernabéu.

In return, he has not conceded defeats in the most dramatic days to the astonishment of Europe.

No one finds a justification and Madrid refers to the scoreboard and its appointment in Paris with Liverpool.

With the exception of Mourinho's times, when the coach went above the mark, he never felt the need to justify his success in the Champions League.

He has let the thesis be written by his opponents, most of them defeated and some also winners, like Messi's Barça, all the more reason to understand why the Barça club puts style before Madrid's mystique.

The azulgrana do not want to look like the whites at all and the madridistas flee from the barcelonistas and their intangibles, they do not accept lessons from anyone and deny what they consider to be an accessory, superficial or fake, away from the pitch, nothing to do with the scorching Bernabeu.

Madrid refers to a game that is repeated ad nauseam so as not to have to explain the mystery of football and its reign in Europe.

Javier Marías assured in his day that no team perceived defeat like Barça.

The writer surely took it for granted as a madridista that no team felt as close to victory as Madrid.

The joy expressed by his followers is proportional to the pain he causes his victims in a debate that offers the best ammunition for the insatiable factory of emotions in football and the Champions League.

Europe is perplexed at the sanity of the crazy predator Madrid.

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