The realities of this club twist and contract.

It is Messi's Barcelona.

With its splendor and its torments.

That of Bartomeu, in the last stroke of the cartoon.

Also now that of Koeman, that of the magnetism of the icon.

But, above all,

that of the young Ansu Fati.

Because perhaps there is nothing better than the look and irreverence of a child to achieve full restoration after the collapse

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The vices that tend to mate with the footballers of the bourgeoisie are still far from AnsuFati's radius of action.

His smile, clean, has nothing artificial.

No gestures or delusions of grandeur are glimpsed, and almost all his maneuvers have a meaning.

Aesthetics is the consequence, never the end.

Ansu, in little more than half an hour of dream against Villarreal, exhibited so many qualities that even the usual prudence in praise should be called into question

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In the opening goal, in an assist that Jordi Alba might have been plotting towards Messi,

Ansu finished off with the violence and cunning so often seen in Luis Suárez

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In the second, once Lenglet reopened Emery's team on the channel for Coutinho's enjoyment, the fledgling striker specified with Messi's deceptive ease.

And in the third goal of his team, crowned by Rosario from eleven meters, Ansu came to face like the old wingers.

Those whom the new football aims to banish in favor of lanes without borders.

Mario Gaspar, the long-suffering defender on the shore, could not help but ask for mercy.

Unai Emery would have appreciated pulling up the mask even higher.

Maybe at eye level.

A Messi cross in the twilight of the first act frightened Pau Torres so much that, faced with the timid harassment of Sergio Busquets at the auction, he chose to take the initiative himself.

Although this meant scoring an own goal 4-0.

It all ended there.

Emery got used to defending that his terrifying future at the Camp Nou (he always lost with his five teams, including that 6-1 with PSG) was part of the logic of this sport

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Perhaps it also has to do with his conviction that there is no way out of his particular slaughterhouse.

Although nothing should minimize Koeman's work, stand firm in the chaos, in the media box, and in the booth.

Its reinvention, at least for now, is not necessary to go looking for it in the change of pieces (in fact, seven of the headlines of the Lisbon collapse lined up at the beginning, with the news of Ansu, Griezmann, the restored Coutinho and the obligatory Neto as news).

Nor in the dismissal of Arturo Vidal, Rakitic and Luis Suárez.

Not even in that drawing (4-2-3-1) in which the team starts from a concept as little cruyffista as that of the double pivot.

Metamorphosis has more to do with the palpable than with the obvious.

The mood is another.

The sacrifice is also another.

The voracity with which the footballers came to the pressure responded to the new security of the laborers on their legs.

Much more demanding in training, they were willing to run up and down without losing their tongue along the way.

The center of the field was a passing area.

True.

Busquets still shows difficulties typical of the end of the journey, while De Jong promulgates the deployment, although the balance mortifies him

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But it is that this team, once the first line is passed, is born so that its four forwards can elaborate and define.

Especially when the plays end, one of Koeman's obsessions.

Griezmann, who was waking up from the right, went back to living disoriented.

Coutinho, with total freedom in the throat of the attack, was liked in the transitions and in the open field.

He was even about to catch a goal through a chopped shot that Asenjo saved.

Ansu Fati haunted the field from the left-handed end.

While Messi, back to that position of false nine with which Guardiola brought him closer to glory, he tried everything he could get away from his demons.

After a quarter of an hour in which it cost him even to emulate a smile,

Messi showed that there is no harm in not healing a ball.

It never stains

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The day his intimate Luis Suárez made his debut with two goals at the Metropolitano, the Argentine was presented with the opportunity to repair his loss by shaking hands with Ansu.

This cannibalistic sport demands heirs.

“We turned our backs on that chaos.

And we went down the stairs »

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So Irvine Welsh concluded his amphetamine

Ecstasy

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Football lives on who goes down the stairs.

And from the extremes.

If this Barcelona fell apart three days ago, now it has a few reasons to hold on to life.

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