Madrid players appear on a podium amid confetti and shout: “Champions, champions!” is a beautiful exercise incorporated into the existential routine of militant Madridismo. It doesn't matter whether there are minor gameplay crises, long-term injuries, adjustment problems of their new stars, lack of personnel in some parts of the squad or unfortunate decisions by the referees. Madrid, almost as if magnetized by a force superior to which one cannot resist, systematically lifts one trophy after another. Of all colors. This year 2024 will end with an imperial quintet: Spanish Super Cup, League, Champions, European Super Cup and Intercontinental Cup. I'm not saying you have to surpass it because you can't, but to City, Liverpool, PSG, Juventus or Barça I say, like my compatriot José Mota: “Match me…”. Madrid already has 9 Intercontinental-World Club titles. Three times as many as Barça (3). And it has 15 champions. Three times as much as Barça. That is, the statistical billing reflects that Madrid is three times better than Barça. Facts, not words.
Ancelotti sings the 15th. And in this wonderful series of awards and recognitions, I would like to take a moment to remember a transcendental figure in the modern history of this unparalleled club. Without fanfare, he is already the most decorated coach in Madrid's 102-year history. Surpassing Miguel Muñoz is something that has left other illustrious contenders on the sidelines: Zidane, Molowny, Del Bosque, Beenhakker… Carletto has been able to raise the bar in this second stage with eleven consecutive titles in three years, something extraordinary. Charlemagne was the first emperor to rule in Western Europe after the fall of the Roman Empire three centuries earlier. And Ancelotti has emulated that power by taking over the legacy of Zidane (another wizard off the bench), who ended his last year without titles and somewhat burned out. Ancelotti gave Madridismo a smile that reached its peak with the unforgettable comebacks of the 14th and 15th. The genius from Reggiolo was excited in Doha as he brought that golden Intercontinental to the Qatari skies that weighs his. He deserves everything. This man infamously suffered criticism when he fell in the Classic and the Milan. As if there can't be ups and downs in an 11-month season. But he never gave up and responded to his elite forces, who now go for the SEPTETE. I put it in capital letters so that the staff understands the magnitude of this enormous challenge. For now it is two out of two. And in January the third may fall in the Spanish Super Cup, which will again be played in Saudi Arabia. Knowing Carletto, they don't rule out coming back with another cup…
The best. Vinicius, alone. This Tuesday he collected The Best and now the trophy that labels him the best of the final. His Walt Disney game of the 1-0 earned him all these recognitions. His Ronaldo-esque dribble past the goalkeeper was a delight. And generous, because he set up Mbappé so that Kylian continues to win European titles and score goals in all the finals. And don't forget Rodrygo's goal, who is already in his prime as he showed in Vallecas and against the enthusiastic Mexican Pachuca. The fourth Beatle, Bellingham, also left his mark on the goals. With a quartet of this caliber, anything is possible. What a joy.
Already 106 titles. No one has anymore. And only in the 21st century 40 titles have been won, which confirms that this club is immortal. We won the first Intercontinental played (in 1960 against Peñarol) and we conquered the last (against the Mexican Pachuca). Madrid closes the circle of excellence. Kings of the world.
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