Let me start by asking a simple question, how many of you have seen poetry on a football field? Well, yesterday was a good chance in case any one of us was naive enough to miss it. It was termed as the 'final of the decade' where the two best teams in Europe were locking horns for the second time in three years in a champions league final. The champions of England vs champions of Spain, and it could not have been bigger than this. In case you guys are wondering why am I over exaggerating this, well let me put it this way, it was BIG.
Now to see how these two clubs with completely contrasting styles of football would fare against each other would have been a job left for the football pundits. For us enthusiasts, it was time to sit back and watch as the action unfolded.
It took roughly ten minutes of Manchester's dominance for Xavi to hold the baton and take control of the proceedings, and from there on it was poetry flowing on the field. Crisp passes, accurate timing, precise control, and eternal possession were the order of the day for Barcelona. The United defense was stunned and helpless against such kind of a rampaging offense. The scoreline reads 3-1, with goals from Pedro, Villa, and Messi ( you beauty ), but it's needless to say that Xavi and Iniesta were the heart of the attack. The defense was often found wanting but was assured enough providing Rooney a solitary goal.
It was a case of method triumphed by magic, formula triumphed by fantasy - pure wizardry. It was a visual delight. No wonder Camp Nou is the ultimate destination for every young aspiring footballer.
Now to see how these two clubs with completely contrasting styles of football would fare against each other would have been a job left for the football pundits. For us enthusiasts, it was time to sit back and watch as the action unfolded.
It took roughly ten minutes of Manchester's dominance for Xavi to hold the baton and take control of the proceedings, and from there on it was poetry flowing on the field. Crisp passes, accurate timing, precise control, and eternal possession were the order of the day for Barcelona. The United defense was stunned and helpless against such kind of a rampaging offense. The scoreline reads 3-1, with goals from Pedro, Villa, and Messi ( you beauty ), but it's needless to say that Xavi and Iniesta were the heart of the attack. The defense was often found wanting but was assured enough providing Rooney a solitary goal.
It was a case of method triumphed by magic, formula triumphed by fantasy - pure wizardry. It was a visual delight. No wonder Camp Nou is the ultimate destination for every young aspiring footballer.
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