Pensem in history While I was reading yesterday's post at
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lisachanoando 's journal, There Were Many Things That Came to my mind ...
I'm talking about memories. These pieces of your own experience That Will Remain in your mind forever. Good memories (Things you wish they'd never Had an end), and bad memories (Those Things you wish they'd never happened).
I had never seen the
Dream Team play, or, at least, I can't even remember if I had. I was born in September '92, a few months after that goal from Koeman that gave us our first Champions League against Sampdoria, at Wembley. In my childhood, I saw lots of brilliant players in my team coming and going (just to mention a few of them, Sergi Barjuan -I used to have his poster on my bedroom, aw!-, Luis Enrique, the very same Pep Guardiola, Ronaldo -the
good one-, Figo -not going to say a thing-, Rivaldo...). But I can't remember some others like Koeman, Stoichkov, Bakero or Laudrup, nor a coach like our great Johan Cruyff. Sometimes I even told my mum "WTF WASN'T I BORN A FEW MONTHS BEFORE, MA'AM?", laughing and joking, but always deceived, because I thought I'd never feel that magic again and, when I felt it, I was too young to appreciate it.
As I grew older, I could get to celebrate many league championships, amazing goals (
this one will ALWAYS remain in my mind, don't know why), the image from Josep Lluís Núñez crying after being our president for more than 20 years (now I cry from laughter each time I see him in Crackòvia) and
many tears.
Tears from melancholy when my beloved Guardiola left Barcelona and I heard his unforgettable words ("us he estimat, us estimo, i sempre us estimaré" -
I've loved you, I still love you, and I'll always love you- ), tears from anger when Figo gave himself up to Florentino's chequebook. Tears when Real Madrid was getting closer to its 10th CL, and meanwhile we were trying to make another 'Dream Team' that didn't succeed.
But my freshest memories will surely be the ones from 2005 on, probably because they are the
sweetest ones. Laporta came and gave us a team I won't forget, that
finally achieved its second Champions League at Paris and I can remember that moment as one of the best ones in my life. Because I finally knew what was it like to be on top of the world, many years later. I loved Ronaldinho, Eto'o, Xavi, Puyol, Larsson, Belletti's magical goal, Giuly, Iniesta, Mark van Bommel and all of my heroes. I loved the moment when I saw a fan from Real Madrid applauding Barça on his stadium.
Just a year and a half later, we lost all that we achieved, with all those problems with Ronnie, the 'pasillo' at Bernabéu, and all that hateful stuff.
But the memories from the season 2007/08 will
never overcome the ones from 2006. Because the good times are always the ones you'll keep in your memory.
Guardiola made us dream again. We won
everything . Our games were delightful, with those amazing and unforgettable matches (Bernabéu, Stanford Bridge... and Rome). I won't complain anymore for not to have lived the Dream Team, because I'm so lucky that I've lived something even
better, if possible.
And this season we had the chance to win everything again, but we couldn't. And I have to confess that I felt really envious from Inter because I was always thinking "oh, man... we could have been there, winning and raising the cup and...".
Yes, we could. But, so what?
We've won the best all-time La Liga championship. We achieved 99 points in the league table, something that no other team has achieved before. We have enjoyed Messi's goals. And that's something we must feel proud about.
The 2009-2010 season won't be remembered for being the one in which we lost our qualifying matches against Sevilla or Inter, but for being 'la lliga dels 99 punts'. We've made history and the press from all over the world are still aware of it, no matter if we're not on the top of Europe now.
Next season will be even better, or it might not. What I'm trying to say is that any bad moment would never replace the good times. We might have a bad season the next one, but we'll always stand up, we'll laugh and cry from joy again, and this moment will be kept in our hearts
forever .
And, ok, after all this useless stuff I'm off to study Maths again.
PS: Congratulations to the Inter!fans :)
