The man of the moment is Flick

While we wait for Mbappé’s final shot, which will happen sooner or later, the big news in our championship is turning out to be the discreet Hansi Flick.who has shown in a short time to have a clinical eye and power of conviction. He has quickly found the line-up and has achieved tremendous physical commitment from his players. Barça has rarely been a hyperactive team. Generally stylist, they have preferred to make the ball run. And in their worst times they have simply been lazy, very lacking in energy. Now He plays with class and passion, recovering quickly and attacking quickly.

It’s a pleasure to see Barça play like this, oblivious to the psychological torture of DNA. He has left the memory of his super team on the altar, finally aware that Xavi, Iniesta, Messi and the rest are no longer there, and he has rebuilt himself according to a new roster. Sometimes it is good to turn to someone without ties. Flick was not going to have that superstitious veneration for the old model because it was precisely his murderous hand that closed it with that 8-2 in Lisbon. He also has no past in Spanish football for which anyone can blame him and he acts with a discretion that is healing in such a turbulent club.

I am struck by his phlegm on the band, so far from the characteristic agitation of Xavi and his assistants, who made the referees uncomfortable. He looks on without gestures, with the distrust of those who understand. He has made a nice team, with two great wings, Lewandowski up front and Olmo coming in from outside, all of that with Pedri’s construction. He continues to use people from home (if Bernal falls, Casadó plays) and in the press conferences he is laconic, without hiding anything or getting unnecessarily entangled. Cold with the environment, affectionate with the players, I’m told. A complete success.