So nobody missed football like that?

On our side, we managed to stay dignified. Because we know how to behave, because it's our job, and especially because the children slept and we didn't want to end up on the sofa. But seeing the Parisians return Atalanta in 180 seconds in a communicative madness, we thought back to all the great spirits of spring, who explained to us that we could quite live without sport, and even more without football of the twenty-first century, the indecent money he carries, his contempt for ultra culture, and his contempt for the game, period, when we speak of France.

Yes, we had missed the game

The debate was born from a well-dressed mood of our esteemed colleagues from So Foot , Doctor I have a problem I don't miss football , with which we had expressed our fundamental disagreement, in endless discussions on our Whats App threads of lovers of the sporting thing.

Sad. Very sad. But so not surprisingly. https://t.co/9BmDPIUgMz

Our main argument, apart from a certain culture of resignation linked to the context of the health crisis? It resembled the posture in vogue at the moment, like the Parisians who run in the English style for our provincial campaigns before confinement, "because you understand over there we breathe, we have space, and then you know What am I fed up with this crazy life if I gave up everything to do interior design? "Before coming back in fourth gear to have a reunion brunch at the Batignolles," because the Norman bocage teleworking without wifi is fine, it's okay three minutes, I need to see people ". Yes, there was no football, so we did with it, or rather without it, and that didn't stop us from sleeping. It's happy, we know how to put things into perspective.

Lol has it become fashionable to say that there is no shortage of football?

Personally I miss it seriously, especially the ldc. I can't get rid of this love for football, it drives you crazy 😪

No matter how nostalgic I have for some players from the 90s-2000s. https://t.co/SvCGQ4ln7I

Who can say that he did not find the essence of football on Wednesday?

Now that he's back, what do we do? Do we continue to play the sorrows? Let's get on well, we too want to drown tied to a block of cement just at the idea of ​​bumping into entire Ligue 1 weekends behind closed doors, and maybe we would hold a different speech if UEFA had not offered us a background sound to follow PSG-Atalanta as if there was atmosphere.

💥 Huge explosion of joy for the Parisians in the locker room after qualifying against Atalanta

⚡ Marquinhos lets go, the beautiful hug from Tuchel and Nasser, the joy of Neymar, a mad Choupo ... PSG celebrates his qualification with great fanfare #ATAPSG #RMCChampions #UCL pic.twitter.com/YAq2WikOg7

We remember having had great difficulty following the coronation of Real de Zidane in Spain, for example, as much for the hesitant pace as for the ridiculous vignettes in the stands serving to hide the absence of the supporters. We suffered like everyone else in front of every second of PSG-OL in the League Cup, but maybe it was just a bad game, and it was the League Cup, which was not sent to the cemetery for nothing.

You see football gives me a lack in my life, the lack of this specific emotion.
When you suddenly hug a guy you don't even know and over 25,000 people feel the same euphoria as you and everyone is singing and yelling with you pic.twitter.com/PHNhFgfnXt

PSG-Atalanta, let's come back to it.

Who can say last night that he did not find the essence of football? The emotion, the tension, the animal deliverance on the goal of Choupo-Moting, the man of incessant taunts, the story told a thousand times but never disappointing of the player forgotten at the back of the closet who comes to slam a goal for the history.

Who can say that the Cameroonian's flat foot will not be told like the head of Kombouaré or the free kick of Ngotty, in 20 years, while five minutes before, we still laughed at the old complicity of the Qatari PSG with the lose?

Who can say that Neymar's frenzied commitment, his desire to tear everything off, did not resemble the much-desired meeting between a man and his Parisian destiny, finally?

🏆 The power of Neymar's gaze on Choupo-Moting after the winning goal. Very nice pictures. pic.twitter.com/7L2VrcD3S0

Who can say that Verratti's lame duck run to the final whistle was less joyful or spontaneous because the stadium was empty and the radio commentator could be heard at the top of the press box?

🏆 The joy of Verratti and Di Maria on the goal of deliverance. pic.twitter.com/DeSMOaYp43

Who can say, speaking of press gallery and radio commentator, that our colleague from Europe 1, whose vocal cords have let go live, put his voice on an ersatz quarter-final of C1?

📻 When the goal of qualifying for the semi-finals of the #UCL of #Choupo makes you lose your voice and your sanity 😭🙈🤪 @ Europe1 # Europe1 cc @PSG_inside pic.twitter.com/6NFHG3yyOJ

Who can say to this Parisian supporter heard on a major national radio station confide "not to have experienced such an emotion since July 2018" that he has lost the sense of measure, like all the others who have descended on the fields to celebrate the reunion of their heart club with the very big world 25 years later?

⚽ The joy of Parisian supporters after the qualification of PSG in the semi-final of the Champions League for the first time since 1995 pic.twitter.com/xnE2BoahW7

Who can say that he does not wish the Lyon supporters, grumpy for too long months, the same unbridled enthusiasm, the same sweet madness, Saturday night, after the victorious gallop of Houssem Aouar against City?

So it's not really the football from before, it's not even the one we want to see every day afterwards, but in the meantime, we take it back every day.

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