«We looked at each other like porcelain dogs all our lives. I saw him grow faster than me. We looked at each other. It touches me to know that he will become an empty shell. I feel a little sad. It’s strange how we spend our lives building opposition and then at some point we give up. It’s a big stadium, I’m used to it. and then, come on, I can tell now… I’m hooked on it. He and I saw the Girondins die. I must be careful what I say: a great club never dies…
«We looked at each other like porcelain dogs all our lives. I saw him grow up faster than me. We looked at each other. It touches me to know that he will become an empty shell. I feel a little sad. It’s strange how we spend our lives building opposition and then at some point we give up. It’s a big stadium, I’m used to it. and then, come on, I can tell now… I’m hooked on it. He and I saw the Girondins die. I must be careful what I say: a great club never dies. But if I’m not mistaken, we’re not about to see them play here again, to hear the turn sing. I don’t know anything about football, but frankly, this stadium was not lucky for Gigi. It even marks the beginning of their descent into hell, the beginning of the tribulation.
Forgive these gaps in the language, but in the third half I enriched my vocabulary. Football, rugby. But the craziest people I’ve ever met are at concerts. Three days before the concert, I saw fans camping on the asphalt… The award goes to him Mylene Farmer, then follow Depeche Mode, the Gun’s and the Roses… All musicians who started in the last century. Just like a stadium. We have a project from another era that turned into a UFO.
“I am political”
I say, but I did not know about the last century, on the other hand, I was exposed to politics. I am political. I’m a rebel! That’s what they called me on April 15, 2013, the very day when the foundation stone of the Great Stadium was laid. I am the symbol of Pierre Hurmic’s protest against “this shining symbol of football mismanagement”. Oh he had words! This eco-friendly guy has come a long way since then. It took longer for me. I grow slower than concrete. After finishing the stadium, they started planting trees on all sides of the square. Mature trees! I am a “self-repairing tree”. The seed was given by the gardener of Kapus bazaar. In ancient China, the pear tree was a symbol of “good governance and good governance.” So here I am! Contrast effect guaranteed! It makes my blood boil to think what it will cost. We have fought hard all these years and I think I can say very quickly that we were right.
Terrible secret
Because we tell each other things, I have to free myself from a terrible secret. I’m not as old as I say. I’m getting a little old. Not for nothing, but for a reason! I planted it in 2015. My predecessor could not stand the smell of the construction site. To continue to rub salt in the wound, as one of your colleagues said, I replaced it. Today I speak for both of us. I grew up, reached almost 2 meters, gave my first pear. I have to thank my dad for taking care of me, he regularly comes to water me. Is he haunted by a certain sin? I can’t say, but I admit that our relationship went through a big storm. I even felt betrayed. Declaring that he will never set foot in the stadium. Like him, I was surprised that he was elected mayor, I was also very proud. But a few weeks later, I saw who crossed the square and rushed to the presidential chair?… Pierre Hurmic!
It hurts
It hurt me at the time. When there was a chance to water, we put our cards on the table, I emptied my bag… All this for him! So he spoke to me about the ethics of trust, the ethics of responsibility, about Max Weber, who never wore the Girondins jersey. either. I agreed with his arguments… He didn’t miss many matches as a result! I didn’t know he loved football so much. Every day we discover something in relationships. But this will not last. What I see now is that I’m standing on this patch of grass and this big stadium, and we’re going to be very alone in the coming months. Two rounds of flan that will live in their memories. Because it’s a bit dark here. The mayor tells me not to worry, tomorrow the neighborhood will be revived: the first low-carbon district, Development of the Jallère natural area. In advance, the old Hall 1 of the Parc des Expos will hit the tiles, be destroyed, then be rebuilt for the promenade along the lake, in short, turning it all into one neighborhood. I know who the promises cover, well, I cross the branches to make it happen. »