Ferran, Julian, Rodri and Hansi Flick's lemons

We are about to open the cookie jar and have Ferran Torres appear, talking to us about his navel. Never before had a goal in a World Cup final been managed with such arrogance. The celebration was already a declaration of intent: instead of making an unforgettable dedication like Andrés Iniesta's in 2010, he showed off his bitterness by remembering the haters. What a shame. Football-wise there would never be any possible discussion, but it's clear that as a person either, Ferran Torres doesn't even reach the sole of Fuentealbilla's hero's shoe. He and his inner circle had been angry for months with Barça and its media environment for having undervalued him by putting him on the transfer list, but whoever has ended up putting him in the shop window has been his own ego with statements that have offended the coldest Culer. Paris, here we go! 

Ferran Torres had better hope the Qatari-owned club's offer is solid, because his struggles at Barça make forgiveness from the fans almost impossible. He went from January 31st to April 11th without scoring: weeks in which he couldn't even imagine that in the summer he would be making a tour by the North American media, far from the press that he so despises because it does not profess him unconditional loyalty when it is below his performance. Those weeks of hard substitutions and lost goal-scoring instinct were not the time to boast. Nor to complain about the lack of appreciation from Barça, a club that paid 55 million euros for him in 2021, when the club's coffers were a wasteland. "Whoever doubts playing for Barça is no longer useful to us," Johan Cruyff said at the time. Or Hansi Flick, in Dro's case: "If you want to play for Barça, you have to be 100% there, with all your heart." Goodbye, Ferran, goodbye.

The big drawback for Barça is that, two weeks before the start of the League, they don't know who their starting number 9 will be. The German coach admitted before the summer that they would have to be patient, but perhaps what he didn't expect was to face the scenario of having no one. He likes the false 9 idea for occasional matches and is in love with Dani Olmo's performances... but it's a case of too much or too little. "We have to do something," he warned at St. George's Park in an unequivocal message to Deco. The hottest thing is in the sink, and we're distracted talking about a... midfielder! Let Rodri's curtain not hide the fact that priority number one hasn't arrived, that there are no clear alternatives to the pipedream of Julián Álvarez, and that Flick is starting to look like he's chewing lemons.