Now we have the salad: City and Chelsea are in the Champions League final. As a consolation, there is Portuguese A1, exclusive tuition in terms of sports terms and an outlook on the Ballermann-Hit 2021. The final will be shit … but we still report: The alternative list of the semi-finals.
Blood vessels to: It was a difficult choice for all football fans with a touch of decency. Those who like to nibble down-to-earth on half-burned sausages or who have already seen the inside of the BWT Stadium at Hardtwald: Who are you going to at El Golfico, El Cashico? No matter how you twisted it, the thought of Manchester City against PSG was never really pleasant. On the one hand, the Citizens, actually banned from the premier class due to falsification of accounts, who complained about the CAS in the competition and thus were a bit the final gravedigger of the Financial Fair Play (and, as a founding member of the Super League, probably also generally liked it would find to bludgeon football as such dead). On the other hand, PSG, very, very selflessly not on board with the coolest idea in football history, but in the end still PSG. Neymar, Leandro Paredes – you don’t need an AstraZeneca to dangerously close your blood vessels (a cutting-edge JOKE). The only sympathetic thing from the first leg were the goals of the English: a cross that unintentionally slipped into the far corner and a free kick straight through the wall – two stalls that were better at the poop goals of the month Zeigler’s wonderful world of footballwould be canceled. Well, admittedly: Also the Twitter live ticker from ManCity’s noble fan Liam Gallagher had his moments …
It’s not particularly silly, is it?: Referee Dr. Flexi B., on the other hand, was pretty busy. For example, when Idrissa Gueye started what was perhaps the most anti-social foul of the season and knocked down Ilkay Gündogan. Red. Or when shortly afterwards Kevin De Bruyne massaged Danilo’s span with his cleats a little clumsily and the referee had to explain to a very angry, very loud and very numerous delegation from Paris that it was not “the same”. What nobody could have guessed: Everything should only be a subtle foretaste of the second leg. In the run-up to it, Neymar announced that he would do everything to reach the finals, “even if I have to die on the pitch”. Once he was just about to hear him “Kuschelbär” Bernardo Silva (Sandro Wagner at DAZN) grazed. Otherwise it was again the stubborn Parisians who happily sneered around each other according to the motto “If we don’t win, we’ll at least destroy the people for them”. Angel Di Maria looked after a very successful homage to that Ministry of Silly Walks smooth red, and Danilo and Presnel Kimpembe also submitted meaningful applications for a dismissal, but Björn Kuipers spared them. And what is the thanks? “He said ‘fuck you’ to me a few times!” Said Marco Verratti after the game. At the end of the whole misery, three realizations remained: Manchester City is in the Champions League final for the first time. Björn Kuipers – cool guy. And the Parisians are perhaps not the white knights of European football, but a collection of characters with rather questionable characters.
