Five goals from Argentine genius, which devours and destroys records adjectives, and two of Tello, electrical, initialed by the rout of Barca played with Leverkusen pleasure disappeared.
Someday I will stop playing and start to remind you. Someday we will tell those who come behind us we saw him play. We will try to tell them and cost us a flood of adjectives but surely we will draw a smile. Consider the story as it happens is one of those rare luxuries of sport, see one of the best ever invented break records as football. Leo Messi is a player pluperfect, unique, great. Wonderful sweeping motion and sets rival parties in our retinas. Someday we will say, I actually say: Do you remember ...? What about ...?

Do you remember the 7-1 at Bayer Leverkusen? Leo Messi scored five goals and did not even seem extra-motivated, on one of those days when you play with knives in their eyes. No pressure like a madman or uncheck a million shot. This time was limited to fun, the end of the day what you always do, and fiddling with Leverkusen as a cat with a ball of wool. Sometimes distracted, with a lopsided grin and almost ironic. Against the onslaught of controversial fights, debates, referees and renewals: Messi. And Messi, Messi, Messi, Messi. Five goals for yet another riveting display of a player better than everyone else. The first a beautiful spoon placed the ball on one side of Leno, the third just returned from a luxury break with Vaseline ... with the right. Control, look at the goalkeeper, the frozen time and a touch of magic ball. We must add another opportunist and two whips across the edge of the area, house brand: Leo Messi. Records, devoured rivals, poetry ...
And the numbers ...: Messi sum twelve goals in the Champions League and even the best historical record is the first player to five goals in European Cup for over thirty years and is seven goals of Caesar, the last barrier to be the best striker of Barcelona. Ever. For all comparisons and all measures of Messi have that scale, that last wall: forever.
Party there is little to tell. That Barcelona had a great time and it´s contagious. Leverkusen came out with the minimum decorum went down the drain path of a second time when a lamb was slain, a team of Champions knockout improper and the old legend of German football. But a team, remember, he left in the ditch at Valencia, which had won clearly Bayern in the Bundesliga. Balance of the tie: 10-2 thanks to a goal in extremis Bellarabi. Or makeup. Leno conceded seven, saved a few more and the Leverkusen left without bothering too much and not daring to, as in the first leg, fighting for the shirt to Messi, the sin that cost him the bench this time Friedrich.
The best of Barcelona, who had a ticket to the quarter in his pocket before playing, was that what and who is recalled, he took off for a while the smell of controversy and the troubles of the League, who played football great and as only he plays. Iniesta was superb, low to Xavi and Cesc sharp. The three together, with Mascherano and Busquets of bodyguards and in partnership with Messi and Alves, wove a tapestry of passes that went round the Camp Nou from top to bottom: Barcelona. Leverkusen went cracking, crack crack, clear to uncheck, wall to wall. Twenty minutes after kick conceded the first goal and chose to sleep, stop suffering.
The other memory is for the Farm and in a gray day in search of Peter himself, another exhibition of Tello, who lives with the muses of face and optimum physical energy. He entered with rival surrendered and broke the left wing. Like thunder, generated a ton of arrivals and scored twice with these shots dried, angled ceilings and he honed Henry and he is doing his.
Nothing more, the referees will arbitrate, Guardiola has not yet renewed, the distance in the league is still ten points, the injuries continue to plague the team ... but suddenly everything seems to matter little, it will be okay and that everything is in the rearview mirror. In that there is some magic in that there is a lot of Leo Messi.