My guardian angel,
The day has come. You’re leaving. While it is a law of life, it is impossible for me to imagine a Barça without you. If I look back and remember Paris or Rome, the first image that comes to mind is you lifting the European Cup. In Wembley you’re ceding the honor to Abi, a detail that still makes you greater. My generation and those that come behind do not know what a Barça is without Puyi in defense, with the armband and the ’5’ on the back. I guess nothing will ever be the same.
I met you almost 6 years ago. You were the captain and emblem of the team, and I just a youth coming to take on the world. From the first day we had a great relationship, as much on the field as off it. By your side I felt protected, knowing that if one day I failed, you would be there to save me. You are my guardian angel.
I want you to know that I will miss our talks in the locker room, your advice and more than anything else you giving us hell on the pitch. You are unique, one of a kind. It makes me laugh when they talk about signing ‘the new Puyol’. May they keep looking, because they will never find him.
Thanks for everything, Puyi. (x)