How dare you play like that with Real Madrid?

Before I start, there are three things I'd like to clear off the table:

1.I've been a Barcelonafan all my life

2.Referee Stark's decision to give Pepe a red card was outrageous

3.The red card fucked up Mourinho's game plan

Let's talk a little about Mourinho's genius game plan. Throughout the first half, and until Pepe's sending off, I was sitting in front of the TV with agony. I was watching one of the most terrible Champion League matches ever. Nothing happened on the pitch, and there's only one guy to blame.  

The sad thing is that I was not alone. About 80,000 devoted Real Madrid fans, and hundreds of millions all over the world, were suffering with me. Mourinho, a tactical and motivational genius, no doubt, seems to have forgotten that football is played for people to watch. If the defensive performance last year in the Camp Nou with Inter Milan was understandable, last night was the end of my patience for that guy's style. Both teams didn't go for it all, but you can’t blame Barca for not running Alves up the flank in the first leg of the semis, away from home. Guardiola was supposed to be the one playing for the result, not Real Madrid.

Against Barcelona, Mourinho acts as if he was coaching Almeria. Someone needs to remind him that he now leads Real Madrid, the biggest club ever, with the richest history, and with an attacking football tradition. How dare he play like that?  But let's forget tradition for a moment and look at today – Real Madrid has the most talented (maybe) and deepest (surely) squad in the world. They were playing in front of a full capacity Bernabeu, in a game they needed to score at. But all they did is sit inside their own half, waiting for Barcelona's attempts to crash on their defensive wall. They didn’t even try to play football. 

Many people feel that Mourinho actually deserved some bad refereeing last night, but this isn't my point. My point is that football was meant for us, the spectators, as something we should enjoy watching. Last night, everything was prepared for a celebration, but I didn’t enjoy it. Well, not until Messi pulled his magic.