In a gala evening at the Club World Cup, PSG thrashed Messi's team 4-0 in the first half! The game showed the difference between a well-organized team project and a team of legends. Luis Enrique's tactics simply nullified the reunion, and the message was sent to the world of football.

Atlanta, USA – You know those nights that go down in football history? Well, tonight was one of them! There in Atlanta, what we saw wasn't just a PSG victory against Inter Miami. It was a true manifesto, a rout! A 4-0 built entirely in the first half, showing that an organized team can indeed surpass the genius of an isolated star.

The story had all the makings of a movie, right? Lionel Messi, the genius, reuniting with the club where he had a passage with ups and downs. Beside him, the old Barça gang: Suárez, Busquets, Alba. And on the other bench? None other than Luis Enrique, the man who commanded that legendary team! It seemed like it was going to be a super balanced game.

But that expectation lasted... six minutes! That's how long it took PSG to end the party and take control of the game. Sometimes football is hard on the more nostalgic fans, and today... it was too cruel!

As soon as the referee blew the whistle, PSG came out all guns blazing, it was like an avalanche. They didn't come to play around, they came to suffocate Inter Miami at the back. The pressure was so intense it seemed like there were more blue shirts on the field. Messi's team's ball exit, which used to be calm with Busquets, turned into a nightmare.

And after six minutes, came the first blow. In a perfectly rehearsed free-kick, Vitinha played the ball perfectly and the 20-year-old João Neves appeared out of nowhere to score with his head. You could tell it was a goal from a well-trained team, one that knows exactly what to do on the field!

Inter Miami felt it, and deeply! Every time Messi touched the ball, three or four players were on him. He's a genius, but he was trapped in a cage. Suárez, up front, only gesticulated, irritated that the ball never arrived. And it never did! PSG's midfield with Neves, Vitinha and Fabián Ruiz was like an octopus, stealing everything.

At 39 minutes, it became clear who was in charge of the game. Busquets, a master at playing out from the back, lost the ball just outside the area. Against this PSG team, that's a no-no! The ball fell to Fabián Ruiz, who was kind enough to roll it to João Neves to score the second. 2-0! It was the face of the game: intensity and tactics winning over experience.

The American team, which had already made history just by getting there, seemed lost, knocked out on their feet. And the nightmare wasn't over! At 44 minutes, in a cross that didn't seem dangerous, defender Avilés scored an own goal. It was a sign that the team had completely crumbled.

And to close the account before halftime, in added time, Hakimi made a great play and unleashed the bomb. The ball hit the post before going in. 4-0! It became a stroll, a real massacre. To give you an idea, in the first half PSG had 73% possession and shot 10 times on goal, compared to NONE from Miami.

The second half was just to go through the motions, you know? With the game won, Luis Enrique started to change players, giving the team a rest. Miami's coach, Mascherano, tried to fix things to avoid further embarrassment. Messi even managed to find some space, tried some plays, but it was too late. The damage was already done.

Analyzing the game, there's not much mystery. The score says it all! Luis Enrique set up the team perfectly, in a perfect trap. His tactic of pressing as soon as they lost the ball didn't let Miami breathe. The American team's defense, which isn't that great to begin with, was easy pickings, and PSG's full-backs played almost like attackers, driving the opposing defense crazy.

Inter Miami paid the price. It's a team full of stars, of legends, but it lacks unity, it lacks the "connection" to play at this level. Messi's genius and the experience of the others couldn't compensate for the lack of rhythm and the holes in the defense. They were simply swallowed up by a team that plays the football of today: fast, strong, tactical and, above all, collective.

In the end, the feelings were very different. On one side, the PSG players celebrating, but without much euphoria, like "we knew it would be like this". They are the favorites for the title. On the other, the Miami people, heads held high for having reached this point, but with the bitter taste of having received a major reality check.

This night in Atlanta will surely be remembered. It was the night when PSG, even without the stars of the past, showed that a well-assembled team is stronger than any team that depends only on a genius. It was the night when the football of the future ran over, mercilessly, a past full of glories.