The board of directors of FC Barcelona met yesterday in the dynamic city of La Jonquera, border, truck and with certain neon lights, where they agreed to call a telematic assembly of delegates on June 16, in which a handful of partners – whose knowledge of economics may be like mine – will decide on imaginative options they barely understand to get out of the quagmire.
The usual thing but with a difference, and not minor: the ball does not enter.
Getting into debt when the ball goes in is the most normal thing in the world. The ball kisses the nets, people jump for joy and in the box they share smiles, winks and hugs. The environment is sedated – after all, a football team is not a publicly traded company but a factory of emotions – and everyone is good.
Managers should know this, unless they are delighted to have met, and take extreme forms in adverse times because when an entity goes bad, the last thing that suits it is to neglect the image and act as if the ball entered.
Yesterday's excursion to La Jonquera may be highly justified by the populist idea of holding meetings in unlikely, friendly and endearing places, although in this case there is no alibi that the president of the Peña Barcelonista on duty is one of those heavyweights who They stop until they get something. The election of La Jonquera was not going along sentimental lines, such as the previous time the board left Barcelona and its neutral work rooms. Between going up to the monastery of Montserrat and meeting in La Jonquera there are abysmal differences.
The staging of the board of directors of FC Barcelona at the La Jonquera meeting was unfortunate. Since we focus so much on Real Madrid, it is hard to imagine its president and its board of directors being photographed in front of the Torrelodones Casino or the Alcobendas hypermarket, lavish with offers on hams. A pity because in terms of style, Barça defended itself...
Apparently, a director of FC Barcelona has several businesses in La Jonquera. From here, wish you well. Bravo for the entrepreneurs. What is not very aesthetic –remember that the ball does not fit and the economic situation is dire– is that the highest institutional body of FC Barcelona has gone on an end-of-year excursion to see the homonymous properties of one of its members. We friends, IESE alumni and devotees of the Virgin of Lourdes do this, and it's nice. That Barça does it is to throw their hands to their heads...
