El Clasico Real Madrid 3—Barcelona 4.

There’s too much football on TV. In my day it used to be highlights of Archie McPherson’s blow-away hair and sometimes Arthur Montford on a Sunday. Then we had Football Italia. Now we’ve got every game in the world all showing at the same time and billed as the biggest the best and the most important. Tickets for this match were selling for 800 Euros. John Terry, former England captain, we were told was in the stadium.  I like Barcelona because of the way they play. There’s a name for it and the Spanish world and European champions play in the same way; it’s called football.

          For once Barcelona were the underdogs. 4/1 to win at the home of their greatest rivals. If they didn’t win Real Madrid would have went seven points clear. I don’t really care about any of this. I don’t care if Barcelona win or Real Madrid win. I want Celtic to win and football to win in that order.

          Football did win. Real would win. Three equalisers. Three penalties. Two for Barca. Messi hat trick.  Tit for tat. Benzema and Benzema. Toe to toe. Ronaldo penalty.  This was one of those games I confidently predicted the winner at every turn. Barcelona dominate cut Real open several times and Iniesta scores.   If there is a better player than Iniesta in the world he must play for Barcelona and it isn’t Neymar. But to be fair Neymar did win a penalty and get Ramos sent off and that was to make it 3-3. It’s not difficult to get Ramos sent off, it happens every other game. At 3-3 I confidently predicted Barcelona would win. They did. The score an irrelevance. Great goals. Great drama.  A joy to watch. Next up Celtic play Ross County. I’m so excited I’ve cut myself.