On the way back from the river last night I heard on the radio that the final of the Champions League was underway and that Barcelona was beating Juventus by a goal. Football matches don´t come any bigger than this one. Both teams were set up to take the “treble” should they win this final.

I figured that I might catch the end of the game at Masia bar in Villafranco and so pulled up and shouted a pint and a tapa of boquerones en vinagre. There were three televisions blasting out the game. One was in the main part of the bar. The biggest screen was in a kind of function room behind the bar. It was pretty quiet in there – just a three or four expat types. The third telly was in a little covered extension out the front. This was where the action was. Everyone bunched up at the tables offering the best view of the game but there was some space on the tables on the opposite side and I decided to settle there. Continue reading