The beauty in Ronaldo’s Pichichi is that the whole team played together for it. Over the last couple of matches, the team’s number one priority was to etch Ronaldo’s name into the history books, to get him that wonderful Pichichi. It warmed my heart to see that the whole team was looking for chances so Ronaldo could score. A sort of symbiotic relationship formed as the team knew a Pichichi capture by their front man meant more to the club than simply playing individually which is the most unselfish deed I have seen on the field in a while. After witnessing this act I don’t think anyone can stand up and say that this team is not united. I think every single Madridista out there can be proud of this team because after what happened this year, our team didn’t give up but fought for each other as one unit.
In the Pichichi chase, Ronaldo is seen as the hero of Madrid but at the same time also seen as a victim of the hype and hatred which has followed the footballer throughout his career but even more so since the move to Spain. To the media in the Spanish capital, he is king Ronaldo, the living legend who does thousands sit-ups a day and is the greatest player of the modern era. Our hard working hero. He has justified his $94 million price tag and lead Real Madrid to the glory that has eluded them in the past decade.
In Barcelona, the story is different. He is basically seen as a heartless, selfish, self centered, brutal monster. But unless there’s someone out there, a true fan of this beautiful sport, who understands the true essence of football, with an open mind, who is willing to go through every goal scored by Sánchez and Zarra and examine the framework of each match, and compare them with Ronaldo’s shattering goals then surely one can come to the conclusion that the Portuguese player truly deserves this title and honour.