Barcelona 2-0 Inter Milan: Repetition Compulsion

So where the hell has that been for three months?
I think we have the answer: just get rid of Messi, Ibrahimovic, Toure, Marquez...and play a bunch of flatliners. That was easier than Malaga... (And is there any conceivable reason left to watch a Serie A match? Seriously -- torture your cat, recycle your dead batteries, figure out the full lyrics to the Champions League anthem...anything else.)Nice: The first 25 minutes. The last five. The return of the perpetual motion machine. Xavi and Pedro buzzing around like wasps. Pedro, period. (Goodbye, Robinho.) Pique scoring. So many stolen passes, it was like pickpockets on the Ramblas. Not so nice: Pique's midriff. (Just not my type. Glad he doesn't score more often.) The little country-club polo collars on the Inter jerseys. The customary second-half relaxation. Excuse me now -- I have to research where to get Mourniho's overcoat.... (Image credit: Mc-Q/Flickr through a Creative Commons license)




