Perhaps the most iconic image of the lost final in Turin is that of Aitana Bonmati receiving the silver medal, which I don’t know if it’s silver, but which basically certifies a defeat. We all have in mind the contempt of many players for having to settle for the paripé of losers, a sad procession that you want to end as soon as possible. The first thing they do, most of them, is to get rid of the brass, the lay scapular that identifies them as those who could not win the cup. There is a hint of rage and impotence, even outright rebellion against fate. They take it off right away and there is no one who is going to be photographed with the medal of the second. Aitana Bonmatí, upon receiving it from the hands of Aleksander Čeferin, did the opposite. He looked at the camera, he displayed the trophy with a shy, subdued smile and brandished the medal proudly. With pride and sadness, of course, but above all with the conviction of being (almost) at the top. That was the first lesson, the most important, of a final that was already considered won before playing it.
The outside world is very harsh, very inhospitable, and not everything is reduced to the wonderland of a Spanish league without an opponent and a placid European competition…until the semis. Barça for women has achieved things that were unimaginable a few years ago. It has been the bastion of football hope in an arid environment, a desert that only became an oasis when they touched the ball and played at will. He has starred in historical milestones that are more sociological than sporting, because, in truth, converting the quarterfinals against the real Madrid in an event on a planetary scale, it has more to do with feminist vindication and the dignity of sport practiced by women than with a high-level football rivalry.
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This is the thing. On Saturday we had a threat of ending and, at the same time, the verification of evidence. The displaced fans en masse went to Piedmont to revive those already distant drums that sounded for the first time, in 1979, in basel, or to live his baptism of azulgrana in transit. And they didn’t meet him. Wembley 30 years ago, but with the Athens from 1994, when everything was also taken for granted and the thing ended in tragedy.
This is a day that costs aixecar-is full of energy to assimilate everything that is going to happen there. It’s complicated and hard, very hard; but eventually I fully trust that we will have another opportunity again. 1/3 pic.twitter.com/TplHsu3aPz
— Alexia Putellas (@alexiaputellas) May 22, 2022
In Turin it wasn’t as dramatic because the girls acted harder, but we certified the end of an illusion. The French, in addition to playing better and being more powerful, put on the table the tricks of a sport that is not the field of poppies that some wanted to sell. Neither in female version. Aitana’s gesture tells us that they are (almost) the best. To remove the parenthesis – and this is the summary of the final – less sweetening and more spicy are still advisable. “I would like to be more demanding & rdquor ;, he said Alexia Putellas. That is to say, to acquire the conscience that to lose is a verb that is also conjugated.