Stade Brestois, European Cup, but for whom? It would not be a question of missing the opportunity alone in front of the goal while the event shakes an entire city, or almost.
Since the end of the Covid crisis, it seems that every unifying event has taken on a higher dimension. Full bars during the Rugby World Cup and then the (although not very exciting) European Championship of the Blues, success of popular parties here and there, the examples multiply.
In Brest, a new opportunity to come together just for the moment that it represents suddenly appears very well. Cristiano Ronaldo, by pressing a button, has perfectly overflowed to serve on a platter eight matches that will be historic for the city. It would be a question of not harvesting by sending a missile over the bar or by taking back the offering of a shot all soft, all rotten.
The question that arises, for about 90% of Ti-Zefs and their relatives, is how they will live these moments together, even if it means being thawed out by those stronger than them. That’s understood. There won’t be room for everyone in Guingamp, there won’t be any money, nor any extendable time either. For the travel to the four corners of the Old Continentsame but worse. Spectacle football is popular but it is expensive, especially for these European campaigns. If we had a club that plays every year on the summits, the question would be asked differently, but to be brutal, the European Cup is this time and perhaps not many others.
So, what to do? Is it up to the community to snap the giant screen to promote communal joy, at the Arena or in the open air? Are the bistros the only ones authorized to welcome the heat of the moment? Does the club have an ace or two up its sleeve to facilitate contact with the untitled? So many nascent questions that it would be a shame to waste so close to the goal. Which is wide open.
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