Yes, I was one of the privileged and fortunate who was able to be on January 17 at the La Cartuja stadium (Seville). I saw the goal of Williams, I lived the day when Messi was sent off for the first time on a football field with the Barcelona jersey, I bounced with the goal of Villalibre, I was relieved with the goal of From Marcos, I fell apart with the 2-1 of Griezmann, I was excited to see Muniain on my knees and crying in a special dedication for him, I heard the chords of Villalibre's trumpet live, I could ask Marcelino how in 14 days in office he had achieved his first title as Athletic coach, I counted for Radio Bilbao that Athletic won the third Super Cup. And today Sports world It gives me the opportunity to remember it in my own way and share it on these pages. By the way, Cocky, we miss you for Seville.
The truth is that I do not usually believe in this type of question when it refers to football and radio (and in life in general, either), but as soon as you enter the La Cartuja stadium, one of the songs that you heard was playing through the public address system. I usually sing to my daughter Candle, when I want to encourage him. The song is that of “Dramas and comedies”, by Fangoria. And in that detail, I wanted to see a sign. And the truth is that the game had drama, comedy and fire, all three.
My favorite number
Another detail. The desk that the Spanish Football Federation assigned me. The number 13. My favorite number. The day my birthday is I think my clumsiness, well, my poor ability, as my amatxu tells me, is because of that number. I did 13 years on Tuesday and 13 … well that. But I like the number. Fate was giving me some signals that made me think that the Super Cup was going to be taken by Athletic.
They were days different from those of other finals. The absence of an audience, without a doubt, the only reason. A shame Under normal conditions, I am convinced that many fans would have missed their return trip. Insurance.
And it is that it had nothing to do with the cup finals in Madrid or Barcelona, the European one in Bucharest or even the 2015 Super Cup. From that summer I remember going to San Mamés, to the first leg, to work with the spirit that is still summery and with the feeling that nothing important was going to happen. And if what happened, yes. 4-0 Athletc endorsed Barcelona.
We lived back at the Camp Nou with some tension until Aduriz made the tie. It was a privilege to live it with one of my best friends, Jon kepa (better known as Joni love), and save in memory the moment when Gurpegi (as he deserved it) raised the trophy.
In a few years, each one will have a different memory of the final the other day in Seville against Barça. What if Williams's goal, what if Villalibre's trumpet, what if Balenziaga, Yeray, Victor… Keep a hole in your memory because, at least, another ending is coming. It will be in April. Cup. And it will not be another Thursday …