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Xavi Pedro Villa Villa Jeffren. I woke up at four in the morning. I woke up at two in the morning from a dream of watching David Villa score in the clasico and had to go back to sleep because it was two hours till kick-off, I am never going to miss a clasico for the rest of my life, and every lost minute of sleep will more than be worth watching Barcelona eat Real Madrid alive, 5-0, today. I am going to download this match once I have access to a computer that can download videos, and every time I even begin to feel like life is not worth living I will go and watch David Villa's two consecutive goals and my mind will be changed, and I really do not want to be Sergio Ramos right now, even if being Sergio Ramos means being at Camp Nou for the game.

You have no idea just how much I'd give up for a seat at Camp Nou at four in the morning Philippine time. No. Idea. Heck, I'd have given up my figurative kingdom just to stand outside Camp Nou at the right time. But that's not important. This is: Barcelona 5-0 Madrid, and the thing about football is that while it can be, at least for ninety minutes, just about football, it doesn't have to be to be fucking glorious.

All right. Step away from the keyboard, put the gun on the table, this is not about happiness. Drama starts now, but at least it starts with a win. Happy 111th, FC Barcelona.