In 1979, Real Madrid won their 19th league title, beating Sporting Gijón by a mere four points. Ever since, a feeling of anti-Madrid sentiment has bled throughout Spain, following the Merengue club wherever they go.
For the casual viewer, watching grown men kick a ball into a net and earn millions of dollars is just another game. But for the die-hard fan, it’s life. And to be held in soccer purgatory until further notice is mindnumbing torture, solitary confinement — an isolation that might be the bitter pill to swallow that will get the soccer world out of this pandemic.