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gain if I leave, and it was fuller than the one containing things if I stay.’
     Pep said goodbye two months before the season finished at an emotionally charged, packed Nou
  Camp press conference. He took his place in front of the microphone alone, without the customary
  presence  of  a  representative  of  the  board.  The  president  at  the  time,  Joan  Gaspart,  someone  who

  seldom missed an opportunity to share the limelight, was conveniently away on business. Pep, his
  voice cracking with emotion, announced: ‘I came here when I was thirteen years old, now I am thirty
  and  a  father  of  a  family.  My  career  is  slipping  through  my  fingers  and  I want to finish it abroad,
  experiencing other countries, cultures and leagues. I feel quite liberated: a little calmer, a bit more
  comfortable.’
     On 24 June 2001, after eleven seasons in the first team, Pep Guardiola, Barça’s captain, the most
  decorated player in the club’s history and the last iconic symbol of the Dream Team still playing at

  the Camp Nou, walked away from the club he loved. He had played 379 games, scored just ten goals,
  but won sixteen titles, including six leagues, one European Cup, two cups and two Cup Winners’
  Cups. He also departed as much more than just another great player: he left as a symbol of the team’s
  Catalan identity in an era defined by an influx of foreign players.
     After his final match at the Nou Camp, the return leg of the semi-finals of the Spanish Cup against
  Celta that saw Barcelona knocked out, Pep waited until everyone else had left the stadium. Cristina,

  his partner, came to support him, just as she had done from the day they first met when he walked into
  her  family’s  store  in  Manresa  –  when  a  simple  shopping  trip  to  try  on  a pair  of  jeans  led  to  a
  relationship  that  would  become  a  source  of  strength  and  comfort  to  Pep  throughout  the  toughest
  moments  of  his  career.  Moments  like  this.  The  couple,  alongside  his  agent, Josep  María  Orobitg,
  made their way from the dressing room, down the tunnel and up the few steps that lead to the Camp
  Nou touchline; where he stood, for the very last time as player, to say goodbye to the pitch he’d first
  laid eyes on as a ten-year-old boy sitting behind the goal in the north stand some two decades earlier.

  He soaked up the silence in the empty stadium, but he didn’t feel like crying. The overriding emotion
  was that of a great weight being lifted from his shoulders.




  An Italian village, the dining room of a house. Luciano Moggi sits down to lunch
  surrounded by bodyguards. Midday, summer 2001


  ‘When  Pep  left,  it  was  a  difficult  time,’  recalls  Charly  Rexach.  ‘They  called  him  everything
  imaginable, he got a lot of stick without being to blame for anything that had gone on. The home-

  grown players were always on the receiving end. He was burned out and he suffered a lot. Guardiola
  suffers, he’s not the type of person who can shake these things off. He was overloaded, he felt a sense
  of liberation when he moved on.’
     Pep was thirty years old when he played his last game for the club and was still in good shape, so
  it was inevitable that people expected him to move to one of Europe’s leading clubs. Offers started
  pouring in. Inter, AC Milan, Roma, Lazio, all came calling from Italy. Paris Saint-Germain and even a
  couple of Greek clubs expressed an interest. In England, Pep’s availability aroused the interest of

  Tottenham, Liverpool, Arsenal, Manchester United, Wigan, West Ham and Fulham. But Pep wanted
  to play for the team that had captured his imagination as a small boy kicking a ball around the village
  square. He wanted to sign for Juventus, just as Platini had, his idol on the poster on his bedroom wall
  in Santpedor.
     According  to  Jaume  Collell  in  his  excellent  biography  of  Guardiola,  Pep’s  negotiations  with
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