Perhaps it is inside the depths of his head that it inhabits, or in the numb fibres of the muscles of his legs, or in the cement of his chest that suffocates his breath, but there is something strange that haunts Eden Hazard, because he never ceases to amaze us.
It is a long departure from the immense talent that lead him to the table of the best in the world, he once decided matches, showed immense skill and broke down defences with speed and slaloming which cast shadows on his opponents.
There have been injuries, yes, but there is something else. Laziness and reluctance, it is a sin for anyone to waste that amount of talent. A sin to wear a legendary shirt and yawn, a sin to walk out and run away from the battle. He can still wake up. One day, Hazard will tell us what’s wrong with him, Asensio said.
All or nothing
In the hearts of these legends there lives an enzyme of fire, in the heads the anguish of stopping pursuing their dreams, in the chests the air of a day that is approaching. They live thinking about February 15. Everything else is a useless prelude if it doesn’t serve to improve that day.
Messi, Neymar and Mbappe with the deep anger of showing everything in one night. What use will so many millions be if they lose? Messi has been devoured by his inability to win the Champions League for seven years, Neymar has seen his pride wounded and Mbappe is looking for a bridge made of glass and gold.
In front of Real Madrid are two dark, dangerous games, perhaps legendary ones or perhaps fateful ones. Real Madrid flee from being favourites, it is preferable to feel wounded pride than be overconfident.
