José Luis Garci (Madrid, 1944) tells life like no one else, whether through his Oscar-winning gaze or his enveloping words. His football is the one that smells of liniment and a dirt field, but also that of Simeone, Mbappé and Lamine Yamal. Although, given the choice, I always box. Nobility obliges. —Football, athletics, boxing and cinema. Sort them, by preference. -Impossible. You would have to add music and paint. —I knew he wasn’t going to make it easy for me. —I come from a family in which what is now called popular culture was normal. I could go to the boxing to see Galiana and to the Prado to see Velázquez. Read a comic or ‘Journey to Alcarria’. Sometimes… See More
