From West Ham to Kean, how educational this week has been

It was an instructive week, the one that just passed. And not only because it will culminate with Manchester City’s victory against Inter in the Champions League final in Istanbul, Turkey, where reading the newspapers until two weeks ago there was a terrible dictator who suffocated democracy in blood, and instead now that the journalists have been given many free tickets, basically it’s fine, it’s a great showcase for western football that can export its values. It was an instructive week because, as I had predicted, the English team won the Conference League, and not the Italians. A final more unwatchable than a women’s football match, worthy of a competition that has nothing to envy to pre-season friendlies against local teams, with West Ham players pretending to be delighted in the end, but were more embarrassed than who reads the alarms on Roberto Saviano’s fascism.

It was an instructive week because the sexist patriarchy was hit hard and rightly so, first with the social pillory and the subsequent suspension from Sky after Bobbi and Valsecchi, who dared to comment live on a blonde (but how can you not compliment a blonde?) commenting on a Formula 1 Grand Prix. The girl, a rally driver, said she didn’t feel offended, on the contrary, that it was clear it was a joke and that the two “were also polite”. Too late: the editorialist of the Collective Press in you had already decided that the two pigs had to die in atrocious suffering, and that the women who justify them are repressed servants of the traditional family. It was an instructive week because the tombstone was placed on the inseparable women&motors duo, and it could only be like this in a world where a self-styled rocker is quick to explain that yes, he was making out with another, but his girlfriend, famous only for being his girlfriend, she was no longer his girlfriend, no one feels offended or invalidated.

It was an instructive week because ius soli fans missed the Italian Moise Kean who is leaving the training camp of the Under 21 national team with whom he was to play in the European Championship because he basically doesn’t give a damn about the national team playing in the European Championship.

It was an instructive week because now the asshole who winters in Arab countries getting filled with money is not just Cristiano Ronaldo, and we understood that the Saudis are doing the same thing Japan did thirty years ago, China fifteen and the United States always, filling up with old boiled and overpaid glories without being able to have national teams that are not remembered except for how they leave the changing rooms clean or because their female equivalent (and I’m not talking about Saudi Arabia) is stronger. And speaking of the United States, here’s a toast to Messi who goes to Florida to finish playing the clown, in a league from which even Ibrahimovic had fled so as not to die of sadness. To make no mistake, I uncork brandy and blonde. It’s been an educational week, but the next week will be even better.