Champions league Final FC Barcelona Vs Manchester United: My preview for The Offside
Scene #1: How it all starts
As a youth (or a child) you get lot of your affections by infection. You have those you look up to and so you inherit some of their own. That’s how I was Barcalized for example. But that was all shallow till 1992, the season where Barcelona’s dream team performed football symphonies and were deservedly crowned the kings of Europe.
Koeman was the hero of the closing night, Pep Guardiola was my own icon then, and still he is.
Scene #2: The lesson
May 18, 1994, sitting on the couch with some football seniors, and waiting to watch the game of the century between my favorite club and my all time favorite striker. Not a very comfortable situation for sure, but as a teenager you have a license to paint fantasies, so it was sorted out for me by hoping FC Barcelona win by a margin against AC Milan, which drives Marco Van Basten crazy so he decides to move to the Catalan club.
The Van Basten part was no doubt a long shot as it was highly unlikely (looking at it now). But the certainty was Barcelona’s victory. Even in the Italian city there was a belief that the game is destined to upset the Rossoneri. Make no mistake, they had one of the best squads ever known in world football (A team that can make an argument being better than THIS Barcelona), but the absentees where too many and too influential to ignore – that I didn’t really know by then, but I felt “The favorites” vibes showering the Catalans and ringing everywhere.
