There is allegedly a work and roll song called it's a dirty job.

Somebody's got to do it.

And I think that applies to Pedro and me at the moment because we are in Augusta,

mastering the masters.

Neither currently dressed in the green jacket, but as a matter of time,

in my case some considerable time. But we can't play all weekend because the classical

is how the Copa del Rey final is going to be played out in the Olympic stadium down in

Seville, which is not a place to be playing football.

So rude, rude interruption there from the Georgians.

Pete, the calendar, let's start with the league leaders and I think the favourites for the cup.

The calendar with two Classicals, one on May the 11th, the classical in the Cup final this Saturday night,

and two semi-final ties against Inter has It has a feel of the Mount Everest that faced Guardiola's Basona in 2011,

where, spoiler, if you're still catching up on pause,

they drew the league match, lost the cup final, won the first semi-final,

drew the second semi-final, and went through

to Wembley, blah, blah, blah.

But I'm going to argue, Pete, that this, although the calendar looks similar, there isn't the same

fever pitch about this, and probably not even the same intensity about the madness surrounding

Barcelona's calendar.

Yeah, I think intensities would be the word I would use as well. And obviously the rivals are slightly different.

I was speaking to someone about the Italian Cup semi-finals a couple of days back

and him saying to me, well, Inter are on their last legs, so

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