On a ferry in Belfast
The volcanic ash cloud has delayed my return from Ireland so a boat to Stranraer beckons. Then I am hitching a lift to London with a methodist minister called Mark and a primary school teacher from Cambridge called Heather.
We have enough fig rolls to keep us going until Carlisle and I have already eaten a famous Ulster Fry. Soda bread, potato bread, scotch pancake, egg, sausage, beans, bacon, mushrooms and tomato might represent coronary carnage, but it is definitely the breakfast of champions!
The breakfast of champions
Anyway, this blog is all about the second half of our pre-volcano trip to Barcelona. If you remember, last week we had just been to a news conference where the entire Barca squad turned up for Gerard Pique’s book launch.
We walked out of the training ground knowing that the rest of the day was going to be pretty tight. We were due to interview Barca president Joan Laporta at 4. 00pm local time at the Nou Camp before catching a 7. 00pm flight to Milan for AC Milan midfielder Clarence Seedorf’s charity ball.
After demolishing a slightly odd Spanish pie thing, we headed to the stadium. Everything seemed to be going well. We were filming in the chapel, the trophy room, dressing room and at the side of the pitch, but then came the phone call we’d been dreading.
Laporta wasn’t going to turn up. The best he could do was Friday night. It was Wednesday afternoon! A local journalist was with us at the time and he just rolled eyes and told me this was a regular occurrence. Apparently, Senor Laporta can be a little hard to pin down on occasions.
At that exact moment, the journo spotted Laporta’s right-hand man, who looked remarkably like PC Tony Stamp from The Bill, in the car park. What followed was 10 minutes of gesticulating, frantic phone calls and shoulder shrugging. Eventually we reached a compromise – we would interview Laporta on Thursday after yet another news conference.
The flights to Milan were cancelled and we headed out to down more tapas and watch Manchester United lose to Bayern Munich. The next morning, we were back at the Nou Camp, where there was noticeably more security around place.
It wasn’t long before it became clear why. Johan Cruyff was strolling through the grounds.
To say they love Cruyff at Barcelona is a huge understatement. The Dutch master helped the club win La Liga for the first time in ages as a player and turned the whole club around as manager, winning 11 trophies in eight years.
Anyway, he was there to be unveiled as the new honorary president. As we entered the room when the unveiling was to take place, the Barca press officer said: “I think you’ll enjoy this. You’ll be happy you stayed an extra day. ” He was right.
Inside were about 300 guests and 100 journalists. When Cryuff entered, he was followed in by Eusebio, Sir Bobby Charlton and Ronald Koeman. Cameramen were climbing over each other to get a clean shot. It was impressive to watch because no-one jostles like a Spaniard – I’m sure they practice at school.
At the height of the madness, Carlos Puyol, Victor Valdes, Andrei Iniesta and Xavi came in through another door while Pep Guardiola and Hristo Stoichkov strolled in via a third entrance. I half expected Pele and Diego Maradona to descend on a platform from the ceiling smothered in dry ice. Sadly, that bit didn’t happen.
After an hour of speeches, everyone was off in different directions again. We decided to follow the big guns down a thin corridor towards the president’s suite. If we wanted any interviews, it was time to show how the Brits jostle. Cameraman Jon Gout and I elbowed our way through the crowds and somehow managed to blag our way into the party.
What followed was a conversation that I never expect to be repeated in my life. One of the press officers approached and said: “Excuse me, Eusebio, Stoichkov and Koeman can speak to you now. ”
“I’m really sorry,” I replied, “but I’ve got Sir Bobby Charlton and Johan Cruyff waiting just up there. ”
Here’s the best of the interview with them. . .
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As soon as that was over, we were ushered outside to speak to Laporta. He was as charming as I expected and very proud of what the club had achieved during his seven years in charge.
It looks as though he’ll move into politics when he steps down in June and – judging by the silkiness of his answers to us – he won’t struggle. We finished with Laporta, thanked the various press officers and headed for the airport and the first flight home.
Our trip had produced a unique insight into one of the biggest clubs in the world. As impressive as they are, I do think people are getting a little carried away with Barcelona at the moment.
Yes, they hammered Arsenal, won the treble last season and embarrassed Manchester United in the Champions League final, but they do play badly on occasions and they won’t win everything.
That said, they will continue to be the envy of many fans across the world.
Well, that’s it from Barcelona and with only three shows left this season, let’s have your suggestions for manager and player of the season. We’ll do a few awards each week in the run-in, but that should keep us all going for a while.
See you on Saturday but in the meantime you can follow me on twitter at twitter. com/danwalkerbbc
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