Tomorrow will be held in the Netherlands a new Eurovision final. After a 2020 in which we did not have a Festival, the desire that some of us have is so excessive that, sometimes it gets out of hand.
Since Blas Cantó stepped on the Ahoy stage in Rotterdam, criticism has not stopped raining down on him. Some have railed against the staging with which Blas will perform and others have even had the audacity to laugh at what Cantó means I will stay, the song with which he will represent our country and that he wrote while dealing with the hardest moments of his life. Is it normal for an artist to have to bear all this hatred?
I would love that, regardless of the final result, you would take into account that child who one day dreamed of getting on the Eurovision stage.
From this space I would like to make a call to action: I would like to invite you all to that on Saturday, in The 1 of Spanish Television, see the Festival. I would like to encourage you to do it without prejudice and with the willingness to go and have a good time like someone who goes to a concert or to the theater. I would also ask you that, before tweeting, evaluating our performance, or questioning the final result that Spain obtains in the table, you will think of the entire human team behind our candidacy.
I would love that, regardless of the final result (which will not be the one we would like the most), you would take into account that child who one day he dreamed of getting on the Eurovision stage, to that young man who did not stop working and striving to be there tomorrow, to that professional who on stage never failed his audience and to that colleague who behind the cameras has never failed his own either. Attest.
Blas Cantó will be our voice tomorrow and, in Spain, there are few like his. Pamper him, cuddle him and give him all the love he deserves. Thanks Blas. Shine, and dazzle beyond the stars.