The car from Mollet’s penya, at random times, stopped behind me and my mother had two monthly files. The anecdotes of meu avi are repeated again and again. Also the same samarreta, the first that will play, between the 6th and my name, the 3rd half of my German Alba, the toddlers of the dorsals, a photo of our last years in 2000. Aquests only records the one that represents Barça for me: an abstract feeling that the names materialize when I shake them Camp Nou. There’s you, they can play.
You are curious, my memory. From the first trip made until the last recording of the match, then, already with the professional footballer, it would be the one who would wake up the next moment. In canvi, I will no longer forget this first trip. Tenia sis anys i vaig pujar a l’autobús de la penya de Mollet; I will leave you behind, I will even stop behind my back. Hello, there was xivarri, the emotion, the specific expectation of these supporters of a club a place of belonging. I remember that I’m going to screw up, but the result is not what I’m going to say. I can’t help but explain to my aunt that I believe that first match was the derby against Espanyol.
I also remember playing football at school, I thought it was Camp Nou. Children’s imagination has no limits. If it’s time that one day you can reach the moon, I believe. Ara, most of the time I didn’t know if I believed anyone could play at Camp Nou, if I didn’t even know there was a women’s league. No one will say anything else unless the adults are aware of the improbable. How can I encourage you to play at Camp Nou if you are in the minority in the bars?
Time will pass and my little boy will become my way of life. The path will not be easy: we will have to marxar del Barcelona because in the past there were teams, we will become, women will be professional and will guarantee the first Champions during the pandemic. It will be llavors the first week which will be hectic at the Camp Nou: immense, but fred. Solemn.
All follow-up will be carried out. I res no va canviar: I was in a car again. Aquest cop no longer doubted my Super3 fan nor chased Avi del Barça for a single photo. I was dressed in Barcelona and at the Camp Nou to play part of the Champions League. It wasn’t a derby, it was just a classic. When the car goes up to Diagonal, it will start to see hundreds of people walking in the Barça train. You will think that you had nothing to do with something, that it could be a coincidental situation. However, when they were going to turn around on the road to the Sofia Hotel, they were going to go to the stadium, but they were not going to go to the other side: a large number of people were even bufandes in the air, the banners that were heading towards the Barça party were behind us.
I was insured at the finestreta price and I had Jana al darrere. In vaig giro i li vaig dir: “No se si tinc més ganes de jugar o d’estar amb la gent”.
Since she was captain of the team, she was the first to go to camp. The clothing tunnel scale is costeruda in its names and allows you to see a fragment of the stadium in a number of cells. With each spell you cast, a quest fragment is a bigger thing, endings that appear in front of your Colosseum. At that moment you will think: “Torna, you must play a role”. I don’t think it allows me to get emotional. Out of respect for the aficionado, out of respect for the nena who is at the little camp.
The environment of women’s parties is different from that of my childhood: families, children and young people, as well as grown-ups. A large, diverse and plural audience. I every month of grandmother cop. The preview of this classic against Madrid, with more than 90,000 admissions to the Camp Nou, was played at a press conference: “This is the beginning of a new era”. Ho follow you believe. Barça is a historic club and this will have a global response, in a legendary football stadium. A football that has no genres.
Solemn or bulliciós, very vibrant, from top to bottom on the gespa, the Camp Nou és, par a mi, els viatges amb autocar, the adrenaline of playing against thousands of people, the samarreta of my German wife, the record of my stop. The only way to materialize a feeling. I believe they are immense, much more than the imposing structure. Much less than a football trip.
Alexia PutellasFC Barcelona player in the Spanish national team. Guanyadora de Dues Pilotes d’Or, a football World Cup and three Champions Leagues.
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