Transcript · Catalan → English
Catalan → English transcript
Next to Wojciech Szczesny,
Gaby has seen something and starts plotting things.
I am going to tell you.
Tec.
And tec.
Ah!
He bends down and moves it out of his sight.
Someone must have left there… some kind of cigarette butt.
Wojciech no longer needs that kind of thing.
He has found a substitute that is supplied with maximum discretion.
So as not to get caught by the cameras, he tells Roni…
Go forward, go forward.
And Roni goes ahead like…
Nothing happened here, boss.
Meanwhile, back there…
Wojciech operates in the shadows.
On his right is Ferran,
who remembers that this man was at Juve
and seems to ask him about that comeback against Atleti.
Tec, you were there when you came back from three–nil?
And tec.
Yep.
Those days are long gone.
Now he fully enjoys life
Like when MIM decides to nutmeg Nico.
Gabi puts his hands on his head and says...
Fuà! Fuà!
Wojciech, on the other hand, has a laughing fit.
Oof...
They were blown away by the dribble.
When Nico feels like doing a Wojciech,
Wojciech is happy again.
Now comes the real laughter.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
Ferran looks at him and cannot hold it in.
And Gabi, with his hand.
They are having a good time and, on top of that,
Ferran sees that Joan has done a couple of runs
and is asking for oxygen.
He looks at Joan. He is out of breath.
Joan, he goes back and...
And Wojciech.
Uh...
He knows that feeling as a goalkeeper.
Uh, uh...
Fucking hell.
The match is going to give them a fright.
They have just seen Almada’s ankle-stomping tackles
and Casado starts to…
Bro, bro, bro, bro.
Wojciech sees things are going south and carries on with his own thing.
We need to calm the tension.
Robert is already warming up on the sideline. In his own way.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Robert comes onto the pitch. Goal by Robert with his chest.
Now in that corner there’s a guy who’s celebrating
and suddenly he flips them the middle finger.
And he goes on with his celebration.
Robert has done it.
And he feels like commenting on the play with Pau.
Pa, pa, pa.
Easy and simple.
Pa, pa, pa.
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Original transcript (Catalan)
Al lado de Wojciech Szczesny, Gaby ha visto algo y empieza a tramar cosas. Se lo voy a decir. Tec. Y tec.
¡Ah! Se agacha y lo aparta de su vista. Alguien ha debido dejar ahí... una especie de colilla. Wojciech ya no precisa ese tipo de cosas. Ha encontrado un sustituto que se suministra con máxima discreción.
Para no ser cazado por las cámaras, le dice a Roni... Go forward, go forward. Y Roni procede en plan... Aquí no ha pasado nada, jefe. Mientras, ahí atrás...
Wojciech actúa en la sombra. A su derecha está Ferran, que se acuerda de que ese hombre estuvo en la Juve y parece preguntarle por aquella remontada contra l'Atleti. Tec, you were there when combat 3-0?
Y tec. Yep. Aquellos tiempos han quedado atrás. Ahora disfruta plenamente de la vida como cuando la MIM decide tirar ese caño a Nico.
Gabi se lleva las manos a la cabeza y dice... Fuà! Fuà! Wojciech, en cambio, sufre un ataque de risa. Uf... Se han quedado flipando con el regate.
Cuando a Nico le da por hacerse un Wojciech, Wojciech vuelve a ser feliz. Ahora viene la risa buena. Ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja. Ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, ja.
Ferran le mira y no puede aguantarse. Y Gabi, con la mano. Se lo están pasando bien y, para colmo, Ferran ve que Joan se ha pegado un par de carreras y está pidiendo oxígeno.
Mira a Joan. Está asfixiado. Joan, he goes back and... Y Wojciech. Eh... Él conoce esa sensación del portero.
Eh, eh... Fucking hell. El partido les va a dar un sobresalto. Acaban de ver los tacos de llenar en el tobillo de Almada y Casado empieza...
Bro, bro, bro, bro. Wojciech ve que viene maldadas y procede con lo suyo. Hay que calmar la tensión. Robert ya calienta en la banda. A su manera. Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh.
Entra Robert al campo. Gol de Robert con el pecho. Ahora en esa esquina aparece uno que está celebrando y de repente les casca el dedo de la palabrota. Y procede a continuar con su celebración. Robert lo ha logrado.
Y se anima a comentar la jugada con Pau. Pa, pa, pa. Fácil y sencillo. Pa, pa, pa.
