Can't you see, it's the chemistry, you really must agree....

Last night I had the pleasure to watch what is being described as the finest club football team ever completely destroy the best of the rest. If it had been a boxing match it would have been stopped long before the end. Manchester United just could not live with the passing of Xavi and Iniesta and the front line of Villa, Pedro and the incomparable Messi

But the class displayed by Barcelona in their play does not stop there. With two minutes left to play Guardiola sent on his club captain Carles Puyol, who was not deemed fit enough to start the game, so that he could lift the trophy. In turn Puyol then selflessly gave the captain's armband to Eric Abidal, who had missed part of the season to receive surgery to remove a liver tumour, so that he could be the one to lift the trophy. Gestures like this sum up the ethos and spirit of the team.

Mes que un club indeed.

I hope Mr Mourinho was watching last night so he could view how a club can play attractive football and still be the best and how managers should conduct themselves. Alex Ferguson was gracious in defeat and admitted that Barcelona had given his team 'a hiding'

But what about Gerard Pique? Here is a player that Manchester United allowed to leave. He has since won The World Cup with Spain and now two Champions League medals with Barcelona ....and his girlfriend is Shakira. To my mind that is just being plain greedy

Even more importantly last weekend my team Ayr United won the play-offs and were promoted to the Scottish First Division when our own version of Lionel Messi, Michael Moffat scored the winning goal at Brechin with two minutes left to play. This means that next season instead of visiting places like Cowdenbeath, Coatbridge and Dumbarton we will travel to the glamour spots of Dundee, Falkirk, Dingwall and Greenock

It is two months before the new season kicks off. In the meantime I will have to feign interest in tennis, golf and even cricket. Hopefully we experience some good weather so Young Ben and I can get the jumpers down for goalposts and have some serious games of three-and-in. He can be Lionel Messi and I will be Michael Moffat (not at the same time obviously, one of us will have to go in goal, and when I say one of us, I mean me)

Roll on the 23rd July and the first round of the Numpty Cup