Ask yourself who has the better life and is more of a man...
the guy who glory hunts Barca from Sweden to compensate for his latent insecurity and feelings of emptiness. And gets to see his kids 'every second week'...
or the guy who has never had kids, doesn't drink, smoke or do drugs, is never in trouble with the law, can do what he likes, and doesn't feel the need to fill a void in his life by chasing the feeling of success with an elite football club. Basking it its reflected glory.
Who's the real man out of them two, Zeni boy?