𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀 • 𝗽𝗲𝗱𝗿𝗶 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝘇á𝗹𝗲𝘇

38 - 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗱𝗮𝘆 & 𝗹𝗮𝘄𝘆𝗲𝗿

                                  
                                    𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟯𝟴

Days passed again,i have been way too distracted with Miguel. I still have no idea how i'm gonna get the money. I tried working normally but just couldn't concentrate.

That's how i came to the conclusion to try out boxing. I have a lot of anger towards everyone.

My father,Pedri and now Miguel.

                                         •••

Today was the El Clásico in Laliga. The last one of the season. I was excited to go and happy to support my friends. I also knew that going to the match will distract me from everything. It always does. Except Pedri,everyone were 100% available. But it was on Xavi whether my friends will play.

I was going alone. I prefer being alone these days. I needed time alone to think.

I wore the Barça jersey with Alejandro's name on the back since i promised him the last time i went to the match that i would wear his jersey. (Sorry boys)

                                          •••

I got at Camp Nou just in time,not early but not too late. And went straight to my seat,i still had the VIP so the view was 10/10.

The Culers were slowly arriving and i spent the mean time on my phone,sorting out some of the business.

The match was nearly about to start and i saw Pedri sitting few rows in front of me with Dembelé who was injured as well.

Soon the boys started coming out. The defense was BACK as usual and it worked perfectly.

Midfield was Busquets,De jong and Sergi Roberto and in the attack there was Raphinha,Lewandowski and Gavi. I was happy that the current youngsters were getting chances and were improving themselves.

Unfortunately in the 9th minute, Araujo caused an own goal.

El Clásico is known that there are many fauls and arguments so both of teams got a yellow card. Before the first half ended,Sergi Roberto scored a beautiful and needed goal.

As usual the injured players went to the changing room for the half time and i went to get some snack to the VIP bar. Free food is everything.

The first 20 minutes in second half of the match were kinda chill. Real Madrid made a substitution and few minutes later Roberto received a yellow.

In the 81th minute attacker from RM shot into the net but it was offside,two minutes later Xavi decided to make a substitution,pulling down Raphinha and sending in Ferran. There were more fouls and Alejandro got yellow as well. In the extra time Gavi got subbed off and Ansu got subbed in.

Then our saviour Franck Kessie got a beautiful pass from Alejandro and Kessie scored the second goal,making the majority of Camp Nou yell on top of their lungs.

The match ended and the Blaugrana players went to the ultras to thank them for support.

Then Pedri and Ousmane got up to leave and i heard some of the boys yelling at him.

"¿Por qué no juegas Pedri y Ous? Sal de mi club! (why don't you play Pedri and Ous? Get out of my club)" one fucker yelled.

"Ir a fiestas en lugar de mejorar no es agradable (going on parties instead of improving yourselves is not nice)" the other one added.

"Callate tus bocas pendejos (shut your mouths idiots)" i yelled back.

"Callate puta (shut up bitch)" the first one yelled back.