Not even the goal is what it was
.
That simple football that we knew only lives in the memory.
Changes speed up.
From the game itself, which was the sum of talents that differentiated their roles to achieve order, to today's methodological football, which is gutted by computer analysis and statistics in an effort to have everything under control.
One day artificial intelligence will end up revealing all the mysteries.
I hope I don't see it.
Do you remember that great regulation in its simplicity?
The fine print never tires of deforming it.
Even in the most seedy wasteland in the world, it was known what a foul was, what a hand was and, above all, what a goal was.
That sacred cry that caused an explosion today no longer detonates, because the VAR has managed to turn it into a wet firecracker.
Buy and sell
.
The market is also confused.
Until well into the League, fans don't dare to fall in love with a player, lest the enemy take him away and we have to hate him.
Seen what has been seen, in the next season the operations will be done directly by Amazon, which, as we know, even accepts returns.
The directors (who think economically) suffer because they cannot sell and 95% of the coaches (with the focus on the game) dream of, at least, not weakening.
This year the market has been more explicit than ever exaggerating the differences between rich and poor.
Painting it with a broad brush: everyone sharpens the pencil by making numbers, except for PSG and the Premier, who squander as if there were no tomorrow.
As for the players, they had the suitcase packed and the phone in hand until September 1,
waiting for the saving call that would allow them to escape.
Who knows what?
the lack of definition
.
The worst thing that can happen to a player is to stay in the middle.
Pretending to leave and not succeeding breaks the emotional bond with the fans.
Cristiano encouraged the summer looking for a Champions team.
That eager pursuit will undermine his relationship with Manchester United in the future and he nearly undermined his past relationship with Madrid when he flirted with Atletico in a move that made both sides of town uncomfortable.
Asensio is another case.
He brought to market the doubts he has on the field that don't let him express the purity of his talent.
On the pitch, Asensio is like those guys who, in a meeting, try to say something interesting, but there is always someone who speaks louder and, since they don't let him speak, he keeps quiet.
He is an excellent person and a great player,
What do you want from me?
Haaland is an icebreaker that destroys icebergs, a hurricane wind that does not leave a tree standing, thunder on a sunny day... City, like all Guardiola's teams, patiently looks for spaces, has well-oiled mechanisms that ensure neatness of the game and a collective harmony like no other team.
That delicacy lacked an animal touch, the savagery of a predator that prowls the area and touching eight balls scores three goals.
He bought the best for a modest 60 million euros, which ridicules the price of all the average players who reached the Premier for outrageous values.
Haaland brought the heaviest of expectations: the one created by the scorer.
What he promised was not something debatable, like the game, but something as practical, tangible and difficult as the goal.
As he adjusts
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