Club World Cup Final: FC Barcelona's youth squad are the Kings of the World (4-0)

Every time one enters the world Barca try not to fall into the easy compliment myopic analysis could be exercised from the resultadista strict and pragmatic.

 To understand the mathematical conclusion does not include impossible-for the immensity of anyone, much less that of Barcelona, ​​it is interesting to recall that phrase with which Pep Guardiola ended the pre-match team talk against Estudiantes de la Plata a couple of years: if you lose you will remain the best team in the world, but if you win, forever.

 Today, Sunday, December 18, 2011, with another world final against the deep look that crosses time, Barça coach has the best team on the planet and Eternity.  And last but not least weighs nothing, and continues to reinvent itself at every step by proposing a different exposure of its virtues.

 Example of commitment and vitality that never rests in the fact or weary about what to do, FC Barcelona, ​​we emphasize once again, making the routine based on the unrepeatable, faced with another challenge and owner name, thanks the great Pele, another of the conquered and reserved spaces in the story to the big truth: the Saints.

 What to expect from an eleven full of talent like Brazil?  Nothing better than having our own sources that describe a group from three of its most important: Neymar, Goose and Danilo.

The obsession with controlling the game and make your transaction from the ball, led to Pep Guardiola to compose an eleven leaflets full of clear technical capacity to impose accuracy, reduce the margin of error, and thus prevent Santos amortized the prudence to the contras.  So with nine home-grown, the club rose to the final with Valdes, Alves, Pique, Puyol and Abidal, Busquets, Xavi, Thiago, Messi, Cesc and Iniesta.  On the Brazilian side, the elect of Muricy Ramalho were Cabral Dracena, Leo, Danilo, Arouca, Durval, Henrique Borges, Goose, Neymar and Bruno. Elano off, why?  From now on, movement.

Santos stood back with four, four in the middle and two up to hope that Barcelona did not have those days when you hit the speed and force us to believe that Pep boys play another sport.  A pediment near his own area available to the Brazilians. Barca, three in the bottom, touch, arrivals of the second line and Leo Messi.

 The champion of America almost hit on a counter that stealing aborted Carles Puyol in a dogfight spectacular dribbling attempt Neymar.  Then a wall-Thiago Messi finished with it in the ground in the area in what appeared penalty but the referee did not whistle.  The Catalans dominated the fight with the weapons of the Saints long waiting.  A large share of Messi almost opened the scoring but his shot was parried by and picked up by Thiago Cabral who threw the doll. Blaugrana goal was around that if he did not make gross errors in the transition, should not have trouble realizing what was happening .

 And it happened as we expected, thanks to a combination of geniuses who have the European champions: Messi received and turned in on itself, sought to Xavi who dropped the ball with his heel and went to Leo who, with a masterful Vaseline, put the 1-0: the best player in the world history and the club was put course for his second World Cup.  Meanwhile, Santos was leaking down the right side.  If the club was right, there could be a landslide. Neymar Goose and not smelled.  The 2-0 was swift: overflow Alves, center back, in the rescue and Xavi.  He was dancing and legend in twenty minutes.

 Barcelona did not stop and the domain was overwhelming, while Cesc Ramalho finished off the post and Elano sent by Danilo.  The minutes passed and a champion and historic country club of the five World Cups, was crushed in his own natural law, that of touch, pause and commitment to the ball.  The Pep Guardiola is so great that he has reinvented what was once owned by Brazilians and Argentines.  Tactics, positionally and technically, the club offered a new concert without fixed front but with seven attackers in possession.

 The first time the club was dying and was given a breather but still inadvertently, came 3-0 thanks to a heel to Leo Alves, overflow, pass of death, a couple of rebounds and Cesc Fabregas met the Pep role he imagined.  The final was decided. A wonderful and relaxing break.

 The complement Blaugrana continued hegemony identical.  Everything and everyone worked to master the game development and Santos flojísimo hurt a defense.  A stacked Leo served the goal with Cesc and the squad topped out, a change from Cesc found Messi but won the Santos goalkeeper ate not tried the Rosario tunnel. The rout was palpable in the domain and the prestige of the Typical culé training and gave another master class with no muss. Leo Messi to finish the job getting the ball and all Brazilian goal after a commendable move for Alves, one of the figures of grief: 4-0.

 The final was slipping away with each pass, each rotation, every change in front of the wonderful examples of this football naive healthy, noble by the cleanliness of their executors and brilliant simplicity that makes extraordinary something usual, of each day.  The story is built step by step, delving into the subtle spaces that life holds for you and Pep Guardiola, its people, Leo Messi, Xavi, Iniesta, Cesc and the other Musketeers of beauty, you know.  They are a football anthem but also the air they breathe. It's for you, Guaje!