In the narrow, sun-bleached streets of Granada, an old man named Mateo ran a tiny bar called La Roja Directa . The name was a relic from another era—a promise of unfiltered football, back when he’d rig a satellite dish to a washing machine motor just to beam a grainy El Clásico to the neighborhood.
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