When Jordan left for the Pistons

BarcelonaThe episode lived in the nightmare afternoon of this August 5 has reminded many of us of another trauma: that of the day Michael Jordan broke the lifelong bond with the Bulls and signed for the Pistons. It is, as you well know, a non-existent trauma, a signing that never happened, because Jordan, we want to believe that out of narrative respect for his personal story, never left his home.

Sorry for the dystopia, but Barça helped. The club’s statement, which members received in shorts and flip-flops around 7:48 p.m., was very reminiscent of what the Bulls did to announce the symbol’s departure to the hated Detroit franchise. “Barça would like to thank the player for his contribution to the expansion of the institution and wishes him the best in his personal and professional life.” A total of three paragraphs and 110 words. The exact format of the farewell given to a Barça B player who is leaving for Sassuolo was used to say goodbye to the best footballer who has ever stepped on the Camp Nou, the man who has given the Catalan people the most happiness.

And of course, an avalanche of whatsapps – “WHAT DO YOU KNOW”, “TELL ME THAT IT IS NOT TRUE” – which makes clear the depth and richness of the parallel realities that we Catalans and footballers have become accustomed to and that show a fact: no, we don’t believe it. Maybe because of simple disability. Adults take on the blows of life, but football belongs to the world of children, a world where salary caps, paybacks and Excels simply do not exist.

And just as in this life we ​​have not seen it rain upwards, nor have we contemplated the spectacle of flying cows, we do not imagine a world where a Messi with enough motor capacity to stand up is not the 10th of the world. our team. Let us remember, the Gospel did not foresee the death of the protagonist at the age of nine in an unfortunate accident with an infanticide chariot on a road to Nazareth. No, no; we do not know how it went, but the protagonist culminated his fate, which were not wooden wheels on the skull. Because we don’t know about Excels, or about salary limits, or about redundancies, nor are we too well versed in the New Testament, but we do know that Barça want Messi to continue, that the League needs the player and that Messi wants to sign a last and vibrant chapter of his biblical and insurmountable history at the Camp Nou.

And one more summer, disbelief is the last frontier of resistance and the only possible tribute to the player of our lives.

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