Paris it is a party Y Barcelona a funeral. Both realities were unleashed yesterday in the most exorbitant way when on the four in the afternoon Messi landed in the airport of private flights of Paris-Le Bourget and he greeted the crowd that was waiting for him, smiling and wearing a white T-shirt that read “Ici c'est Paris” (this is Paris). nothing else to land. That was the moment that unleashed the euphoria in the French capital and the painful realization of most inexplicable failure of the recent history of Barcelona. The joy of PSG was only comparable to the pain of the Barcelona fans. For some start a dream, for the culés it begins a nightmare.
If the image of see Messi happy and surprised by the crowd that cheered like a liberator at the airport, in the Princes Park, on the clinic where he passed the medical examination and at the door of the hotel where he lives since last night is hard for the culés, what worse will come today at eleven in the morning whenever presented at the stadium with all the pomp that the parisian club, which has already amply demonstrated that don't haggle neither efforts nor money to demonstrate its power, at least in the offices and the market. On the field is something else. That is why they have taken advantage of the chaos of a ruined Barça to finally achieve the neutron bomb they dreamed of so much.
The monday night was the push necessary for finalize the operation. In the office of Jorge Messi in Barcelona they worked until the wee hours reviewing the drafts contract sent by French lawyers. The PSG was in a hurry and he did not hide it, it seemed that the Argentine did not want to run so much. He had already made it clear that he was not going to travel to Paris until the deal closed. He would not move to negotiate. But by mid-morning on Tuesday the end of negotiations. They did not wait and as soon as everything was agreed Messi and his family left to take their private flight with destination to France, where he arrived around four in the afternoon.
The ecstasy between the Parisian fans broke loose. They had been celebrating it for a long time, because since last Thursday, when the Barça communicated that it was unable to hold Leo, the end of the story was more than sung. But nothing like seeing the dream come true. The God made flesh was in Paris in a T-shirt.
Just arrived, Messi went to American Hospital, where he already entered wearing a Barça mask, the colors of Paris Saint-Germain. How could it be otherwise, in the hospital, hundreds of followers they chanted his name.
There was also revelry at the door of Princes Park where the name of the star was chanted and “Whore Barça” was shouted with enthusiasm while the races followed each other false alarm of a possible arrival of the Argentine to your new playing field.
The Stadium, strongly taken by a police device that he had nothing to envy the one on match days, he had fenced off the area near the venue and some streets were closed. It will not take long for the Messi family to realize that this is not Castelldefels, where they could go quietly to the supermarket like any neighbor. There they were part of the landscape, here they are already a national monument.
For sample, the crowded crowd to door of his new house, the Hotel Le Royal Monceau, close to Arch of Triumph, nothing more appropriate for the Argentine player and for the hopes that are placed in him by a club that was finally able to celebrate its apotheosis yesterday, while in Barcelona, the culés begin to pass a hard duel of unsuspected consequences.