Just over two years ago, when Spain won the Eurocup in Vienna , I stayed in the stadium until very late. I waited for it to empty. And then, accompanied by a friend, I sat down with a strange, placid, feeling of happiness. We lit a cigarette and I said, 'Don't be in a hurry to smoke it. Don't be in a hurry to leave. Who knows when we will be here again . In a final. In a title. Champions, we're back here. And, this time, it is the title of titles . The one others always won. The one for whose lack Spanish soccer fans felt cursed, exiled in an Egypt for lost tribes without anyone opening the
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