Rarely has it happened, at least in the history of football, that a ridiculous capital is fully credited before starting a game. Succeeded Wednesday Españita, which is this tiny country, grotesque and imaginary which alluded to some detached when present in the kingdom fills us with shame or fear, one chanante reducing the national pride that has made a fortune some networks sociales.
The The refusal of the Spanish Government to recognize Kosovo as an independent country led yesterday to an exercise in television tightrope that forced to bypass reality every time the broadcast demanded to refer to the rival team. Even the scoreboard, reduced to the usual resource of initials, wore lowercase letters in the Balkan box with an intention that was as childish as it was useless: a few minutes after the ball started rolling, Kosovo was already a trend among the Spanish community of Twitter, how could it be otherwise. In other words, and with a different perspective, Kosovo continued to be Kosovo, even existing beyond the parallel reality into which our battered public television plunged us.
Until the same Wednesday, when the first information began to arrive about nap time From the nonsense that was brewing, no one had realized that Kosovo, in this our quixotic Españita, cannot be called Kosovo. Since the day of the draw, you, like me, will have read and heard the name of yore no less than two hundred times. The world of football, often a bottomless pit capable of belching the worst ebbs of society, had assimilated with astonishing ease what yesterday became a carpet taboo, into a photocall device. Geopolitics, an exciting territory for some, is reduced to a minimum when fans enter the equation. Basically, what interests us is to know if that footballer will occupy a foreign place in our team or if we can pack the name of Carioca for a certain Brazilian striker without offending anyone.
As from Kosovo we do not know much, the range of possibilities for ignoring their identity was reduced to a series of formulas without any grace such as, for example, "the team of the Kosovo federation". If we were lucky enough to be in Wales or Scotland, not recognized by the Spanish State either, the good old Juan Carlos Rivero could have referred to them as "the true Bale team " or "the combined of the country that popularized whiskey. redundancy ” without contradicting the orders received, anything in order to avoid the normality with which we usually refer to them.
In short, a match between a national team with little entity and another without any identity, at least in football , was reduced to a general grotesque that concealed, at least in part, the one perpetrated on the pitch by Luis Enrique with the final change of Sergio Ramos . There is a feeling that Spanish footballers do not finish giving the necessary importance to these games between time and it does not help to see the coach himself adopting measures as arbitrary as not very rigorous. Now: if what the Asturian wanted was to join Españita's Big Day -and as Don Latino would say, one of the most celebrated characters in Valle-Inclán-, I take off my skull.
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