The pain that cannot be erased even with three trophies
Ah, football, that wonderful sport where winning three championships in a row is no consolation when you lose one. Isn’t it great? Álvaro Fidalgo, the Spanish midfielder who has become the soul (and possibly the unpaid therapist) of America, said it clearly: “This defeat hurts as if we had not won anything.” Wow, what a relief to know that previous titles are worth the same as a Monopoly ticket right now.
The group therapy of the Eagles
Imagine the scene: a locker room full of billionaire players, hugging and crying as if Netflix had canceled them. Fidalgo, in his role as accidental philosopher, admits that “the page does not turn quickly.” Of course, because when you lose a final, the manual requires a prolonged duel, preferably with dramatic music in the background and the occasional emotional tweet from the fans.
But here comes the best: the match against LAFC for the pass to the Club World Cup is, according to him, “very important.” What a surprise! Is there anything more trivial in football than qualifying for an international tournament? Of course not. And although Fidalgo insists that “one thing does not take away the other,” we all know that deep down they hope that the pain will magically heal with a flight to Saudi Arabia. Spoiler: it won’t work.
“It was one of the most screwed up moments since I’ve been here,” confessed the Spaniard, probably staring into space as if in a soap opera. And one wonders: worse than losing a final? Perhaps only comparable to running out of avocado for breakfast. But hey, drama is part of the Americanist DNA, so welcome to the show.
The fans, those sentimental accomplices
The fans, those beings who oscillate between unconditional love and excessive anger in a matter of seconds, are also “screwed,” according to Fidalgo. But don’t worry, because the player assures that they are proud. About what? To lose, of course. Or rather, to reach four finals in a row, which, in the world of football, is like receiving a trophy for participation. How beautiful!
Of course, the Iberian thanked the support with the elegance of a politician on a campaign: “We appreciate all your support and for thanking us for these four finals”. How many teams can boast of losing with so much class? Few, very few.
So there you have it: America, between tears and forced smiles, trying to turn pain into motivation. Will it work? Who knows. But in the meantime, we can all enjoy the tragicomic spectacle that only football knows how to offer.
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