spanish → English transcript

Mateo tells the captains: if there's an offside, tell me from the VAR; the others can't.

A Rayo–Barça match is being played without the referee being able to consult VAR footage, and when the monitor goes black a second time he reminds them again: there is no VAR.

There is no VAR, okay?

La MIM falls in the box, Mateo points to the penalty and Álvaro points at La MIM to indicate the foul; he takes it.

Iñigo appears on the scene — now there is no VAR, now there is no VAR, there is no VAR anymore.

Where are the VAR people? There's no VAR now?

It's a disgrace — their staff's monitor is about to fly off, but it doesn't take long to return to the scene.

Why can't he see it here?

He can see it here.

He can see it here.

He can see it here, you…

If we have it here, and this is when Iñigo comes back and says, "we're not playing, we're leaving, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go."

I mean, there's no VAR, then there is VAR, then a penalty.

And the fourth is a disgrace, it's a disgrace.

No one is free from the confusion and Miguel has to tell Jorge that there's no VAR.

That there's no VAR, and Jorge: "but don't mess with me."

Augusto wants to distract the MIM and says, "it's so easy, isn't it?"

The MIM won't help him, Rafael shields him and says, "tell him, talk to the referee."

As soon as the ball goes in, Mateo goes to Pepe on the line.

Augusto goes to where we are.

Meanwhile Iñigo on the sideline is still the same — it's a disgrace.

VAR is a disgrace, it's a disgrace.

And Pacha: "you can't play like this, you can't play like this, right?"

But is there no VAR or is there?

To the right, Iñigo no longer knows what is VAR and what isn't, and just in case he knocks over the tripod and extension cables lying around.

And if he says, "speak" — speak now.

Speak.

It's break time.

And thank goodness.