FC Barcelona is champion of the ‘Liga’. If you know me only a little bit, you know that I couldn’t care less, right? I only like sports the moment I practice it myself, but do not care about what others are doing. I like playing soccer with friends, though I am a terrible player, but get really bored when looking soccer on the television, to the point that I usually fall asleep.
But when FC Barcelona is involved, I have no choice. Living ‘only’ 160 kilometers from Barcelona means that Barça is part of daily life. It is as simple as that, and there is no way around it! Each and every day they appear on the TV news, whether they are preparing for a big match or simply because the players went for a walk.
Yesterday evening hell broke loose in Lleida. After the match everybody went out on the streets to celebrate the victory. There were fireworks, drums, people shouting and singing, but most of all car horns. The streets in the center had collapsed of all the cars driving around like crazy with Barça flags out of the windows.
I don’t mind what Barça does, but I always appreciate a good party!
