"PariPep" and the salvation of the football civilization

On the one hand, we have Real Madrid: the history of the European Cup, an European Cup that was born from the drive and dream of Santiago Bernabéu. And Real honors the Champions with its stadium, its people, its struggle and its beauty.

And on the other hand ... Manchester City of the petrodollars, the non-European winners since decades, the club of the millionaire signings, the team of Pep and Lillo.

Champions semi-finals arrive at the Bernabéu: count on my axe. https://twitter.com/realmadrid/status/1521217965865287680

Carlo, the healthy guy who has won leagues wherever he has trained. Enviable track record, he likes to smoke cigars on a bus full of brazilians. That guy who goes to lunch with Ronaldo Fenomeno, Figo, Rafa Nadal or Fernando Hierro and as the tweeters would say this quarter (excuse me) 'se la suda' (he doesn't care)

Pep, the petulant guy, constantly acting and taking a show or "paripé", creator of the group of celebrations dancing Human, which is the apotheosis of the cloying.

A City that should not be playing european games due to its permanent breach of the basic rules to guarantee fair competitions, but that were forgiven because we all know where the money and the World Cup that is coming have come from. < p style="text-align: justify;">This Champions League we have had to save the West: PSG, Chelsea... and the final monster, before the final match, which is this: City. Let's do it