Real Madrid 2
Piqué says, “Madrid has no dream, only obsession.” But a king does not obsess with peasants. Barcelona say we hate them more than we love ourselves—but their joy over beating us outweighs their joy over winning anything else. That is obsession. They chant “Visca Barça”… but only after screaming “Vardrid.” Let them. Because even now, even here in defeat—they live in our shadow. This is our low. Yes. But our low… is still higher than their highest. We bleed this season. But even bleeding, we are feared. And from these ashes—like a phoenix cloaked in white—we will rise again. Because just like Rengoku stood unwavering in the face of death: Madrid never dies. Madrid endures. Madrid returns. So hold your heads high, Madridistas. This season is not who we are—it is just the silence before the symphony. We say "Real Madrid will rise." One bad season cannot make us forget our love for Los Bloncos, now can it? Hala Madrid 😭🤍.
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