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The Bernabéu is the headquarters of glory even though the team is changing in Paris.
Thousands of fans turn this Saturday around the works making a new stadium project the Mecca of all the nouns that forge the legend
.
Concha Espina is a launching pad for voices that push the new European Cup at stake.
From epic to greatness, the concentrate of myths is a mana that refreshes the mass possessed of transcendence.
The fine rain of collective sweat falls.
There is an undergrowth of letters that recall the path of the three comebacks:
Benzema
is invoked in almost all the backs.
In the street, there is a guy with a beard painted blue and purple, reviewing the faces of the Madridistas.
He is the most requested around the stadium.
He dispenses paints on the cheeks of everyone who passes by him.
"I have come to paint people's faces because no one paints it for us. We paint it for ourselves.
Hala Madrid," he says.
He is called Andrew.
At his shout, a dozen kids respond at the same time.
-Go Madrid.
Three friends drink beers.
"I can't make a forecast. Here I can't give you the result I want," says Sergio.
"2-0", another jumps.
"3-1. Goal by Benzema", another voice appears.
The Bernabéu, during the final.JJGuillenEFE
Those who did not fly to the Stade de France rush the alcohol.
The city has been emptied into Concha Espina.
It is sung with an atavistic roar,
as if there was no other option in the next two hours than to win: the 14th or life
.
Another
checkpoint
filters out the fans who got their ticket to experience the prophylactic final at the Bernabéu.
On the lawn, Micky Nadal plays the tam tam to those who are entering and people whistle for Bale shaking off some complexes.
Everyone wants to hug the pixels when
Luka Modric
's face appears .
Camavinga
's ponytail
already has relic makings.
The remix version of Astronomy
, the coronavirus song,
sounds in the new public address system .
The perfect metaphor for Madrid in this Champions League: when the rivals danced the coffin of elimination, the team ended up remastering their legend.
It was very rare to look at the clock.
At 9:39 p.m. there was supposed to be some certainty.
Impatience moved the mill of the scarves and from one background to another, people vented their frustration at not being clear about some of the unknowns of the night by doing the wave or virtually spitting on Ceferin's bald head.
The English attacked the Mbappé franchise and the Bernabéu was a nightclub, a neighborhood corral and a coliseum like from Black Mirror.
Each character that appeared on the screens was judged.
There was no mercy with Infantino.
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