@CoinDesk Translation: we've been wildly irresponsible with our financial affairs as a state so now we are going to implement more legal theft from our citizens.
21:27 in Manchester. 🏠
23:27 in Istanbul. 🇹🇷
67:31 on the clock. ⏰
Exactly three years ago, Rodrigo Hernández Cascante scored the winning goal for Manchester City in the 2023 #UCL Final. 🇪🇸😍
A coach who never stopped teaching. It sounds crazy to say this, but you made greatness feel normal. Even after hat-tricks, wins and trophies, there was always another lesson, another challenge and another level to reach. That mentality changed this club forever and changed me too. The honour of a lifetime to work with the best. Thank you for everything, boss 🙏🏻 🩵
Before I joined the club, Pep was already an inspiration for me. To become his player and after 9 years end up being the one with most games played under him is truly an honour. He arrived at Man City, and the Premier League couldn’t be dominated playing his way… Well, they were wrong. Not only he dominated, he changed the game in England as he did in other countries before. The hunger and ambition to want more and more even after winning and winning again was a big inspiration. For me personally, he was and will always be my father of football. A lot of the things that many managers in the past thought were weaknesses of my game, he saw it as strengths and understood me from day one. On a personal level, the kindness, trust and respect that we had for each other makes me the proudest and goes beyond football. I couldn’t be more grateful for what he did for me and my family. Thank you for all the memories and experiences to the greatest manager ever Pep Guardiola! 😄
💔Pep Guardiola:
“People think football gives you everything. The trophies, the nights under the lights, the songs from the fans… and yes, it gives you beautiful moments. But football also takes. It takes time. It takes peace. It takes pieces of you that you don’t even realise are disappearing.
For many years, I was obsessed. Completely obsessed. I woke up thinking about football, I slept thinking about football. Even when I was sitting with my family, mentally I was somewhere else — thinking about tactics, training, pressure, the next match, the next title. I gave everything to this game. Maybe too much.
There was a moment in my life when my wife looked at me and said, ‘You have to choose. Football or us.’ And the truth is… I chose football.
At that time, I believed I was doing the right thing. I told myself this was my passion, my responsibility, my identity. But passion can become addiction when you forget the people who love you outside of your work.
You win trophies, and everyone celebrates you for one night. Then the next morning, they ask what comes next. Another game. Another title. Another sacrifice. Football never says ‘enough.’ It always asks for more.
And one day, I looked around and realised the people I loved were growing older while I was standing on the touchline shouting about a misplaced pass. My children were becoming adults. Time was moving. Life was moving. And I was missing it.
That hurts more than losing any final.
Now I understand something I didn’t understand when I was younger: there is life beyond football. Real life. Quiet mornings with your family. Conversations without pressure. Laughing at dinner without thinking about the weekend’s lineup. Being present. Truly present.
Football gave me everything professionally, but family gives me something football never could — peace.
So yes, maybe it is time to stop for a while. To rest. To breathe. To wake up without pressure in my chest. To be a husband. To be a father. Not a manager. Not a genius coach. Just a man with the people he loves.
Because in the end, when the stadium lights go dark and the crowds go home, you understand something very simple:
Love matters more than football.
And for the first time in many years… I am ready to choose that.”