¡LEEDS, CARAJO!

Tonight there was a 30 minute long filler program on between football matches. It was a fairly run of the mil documentary about the Leeds United manager Marcelo Bielsa. The kind of program that is only watched by fans of the subject matter that is cheap and easy to churn out. In this case, that’s me, and I’d just watched Leeds win 5-0, so I watched it.

It was perfectly fine. It didn’t tell me anything I didn’t already know but there were a couple of nice quotes from people I hadn’t heard before. The best part though, was a short interview with an amateur street artist in Leeds, who spends his free time painting (usually Leeds United) murals.

He spoke about how dramatic and immediate Bielsa’s impact had been and told of watching the 2nd game of his tenure with his son.

My son turned to me and said ‘Dad! What is happening?’ I just said ‘I don’t know’, and he hugged me. He’s a teenager, he never hugs me. Bielsa made my Son hug me.

I thought it was a really good moment.

As long as I can remember I’ve always loved Sport, I’ve always loved football, I’ve always loved Leeds United.

And now I love Marcelo Bielsa.