I don't know if you are believers, but in weeks of conclave, of the famous "Habemus Papam" and with FC Barcelona being one step away from certifying an anthological League and Cup double, it's enough to start questioning atheism. This sporting success proves that miracles exist, at least in soccer, since at the beginning of the season no one gave a dime for a Barça that caused immense doubts. But for this to happen, the main ingredient is faith, the one the culé squad has in their coach, a Hansi Flick who, in just a few months, has achieved a series of accomplishments that the Catholic Church itself could classify as divine acts given their difficulty.
We have lost count of the number of Barça footballers that the German coach has recovered for the cause. Not too long ago, for the vast majority of Barcelona fans, Raphinha had to leave the club so that with what they got for him, they could look for a truly game-changing winger. Íñigo Martínez was destined to be a secondary center-back, one of those who play garbage time minutes and second-tier matches to give the starters a rest. Jules Koundé was just a stopgap for the right-back position, a center-back converted who, stuck to the sideline, neither defended nor attacked as expected from a culé wing-back. Frenkie was a sure sale, injured every now and then and far from his best version. Eric García wasn't even up to being a substitute. And Ferran Torres suffered the mockery of both friends and strangers when he self-proclaimed "shark," being light-years away from being the forward Barça needed. Yes, friends, all of them now have a tremendous specific weight in the team, and it's thanks to Hansi Flick.
This season's Clásicos, all four, against a Real Madrid champion of the League and Champions and further reinforced with Kylian Mbappé, have fallen on the Barça side. And not just in any way, with two thrashings and two comebacks. Adding a whopping 16 goals in favor and 7 against, showing an overwhelming superiority over the eternal rival that we had rarely seen. A poker of triumphs that have truly left the Madrid fan speechless, who has been left without arguments when trying to defend their own. Not even Guardiola's Barça, the best seen until very recently, was able to defeat the white team with such regularity. Another divine work of Flick.
But probably, the act of greatest value by the German coach this season has been bringing back the smile to an entire fanbase. A social mass that had lost its joy, that found it increasingly difficult to boast about their colors, which awaited the course of this season with some skepticism, like someone who knows that little or nothing is going to change for the better. The same one that now walks the streets of the world again with the Barça jersey, puffing out their chest and kissing the badge, with the certainty that the present is bright and the hope that the international soccer future can be blaugrana. Keep praying to Hansi, because it works. Pending the certification of the League conquest, Flick's miracles have returned FC Barcelona to the top.