The River He Built

His Barcelona made me fall for football. Made me too shy to wear a Barça kit at school. Felt like I hadn't earned it. 他的巴塞罗那让我爱上了足球. 当时在学校踢球, 我甚至不好意思穿巴萨的球衣, 觉得自己不配.

Then he came to Manchester. I followed him there for ten years. City quietly turned into my second club. 后来他来了曼城. 我一路跟着看了十年. 曼城就这么悄悄变成了我的第二支主队.

Didn't think he'd actually stay ten years. Didn't think he'd actually leave either. 没想到他真的待了十年. 也没想到他现在真要走了.

So I made this. Every pass from the 2017-18 centurion season, all 27,523 of them. Calling it The River He Built. 用 17-18 那个百分赛季的 27,523 脚传球做了张图. 叫它 The River He Built.

The passes run across the pitch like water, washing over whoever's in the way. And like everything else he's leaving behind, they keep running. 传球像水一样流过球场, 淹没对手. 也像他留下的东西一样, 继续流淌.