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I understand the Madridistas who are disgusted.

I understand that it hurts to defend the epic fight of this team, especially when half the world is against you.

I understand that they don't understand why the controversy is only viral when referee decisions favour their own interests and not when they harm them.

I understand that they are perplexed at a celebration that makes them look bad.

I understand that they ask why no one is talking about the disallowed goal from Isco, which would have made it 1-1, and was as debatable as the penalty on Lucas Vazquez.

I understand their amazement at checking the arguments of the famous, some who called it the 'robbery of the century.'

Even the most accredited analysts, who don't usually comment on these issues from their pedestal, suggested that the penalty was not something "you call at that time," as if the game somehow deserved extra time.

It is disheartening, of course, to see football people overlook football when it suits them.

I understand how the [Estadio Santiago] Bernabeu fans can get upset when those heavy accusations are not used in other European matches which are as controversial, or more so.

Then, only football and values are talked about.

I understand Madridista's who are offended because it is tiring to defend a team that walks in the brain of others like a worm.

Against that, against obsessions, it is difficult to fight.

Manchester City are eliminated and their coach remembers a Madrid match last year.

Arturo Vidal paid more attention to the match at the Bernabeu than to that of his own team, Bayern Munich.

And so on.

I understand the Madridista who is upset with his team despite qualifying for the semifinals for the eighth consecutive time, and perhaps this is what generates so much anger, not the penalty.

I understand that the Madridista does not tolerate everything and that intolerable things happened at the Bernabeu.

I understand the anger because Madrid never had to put themselves in this situation of maximum risk; but football is a mystery.

Even the biggest teams can disappoint, and we've seen it this week.

I understand that the Madridista asks a lot of their team, even more than mere qualification.

The demand is always at the maximum because the twelfth Champions League is history and not worth the glory anymore.

I understand that the Madridista must know that there are always bad matches and that this consists of surviving even horrible nights where your opponent is better, more intense and is more effective.

I understand that Juventus, a gigantic rival, also played well.

I understand that by devaluing the performance in Turin, the fan cheated himself about the possibilities of the great Italian champion who Madrid have not eliminated since the 80s.

I understand that the Madridista must be confused with so much criticism, even though the call was correct and logical for what happened.

You may end up wondering if in fact the team you love so much is qualified or eliminated.

I understand that life is the same, that it is Madrid and its people who will always walk alone.