This week’s programme is classified in the television category at the Bertsolaris Championship. We are experiencing a moment of transition: It has reached the middle of the competition with Bago!, but as the good Maratonians know, now the hardest starts. That we must reach the end, and I am not talking hastily about competitors, but spectators. Yes, patience runs out of us. Five programs, five, and Xabier Saldias is still not releasing tears.

The millions of Basques who follow the programme have left us a thread in the latter, but nothing in the end. I put it in the beginning of an article, because I want to give a public service to the readers, in the hope that those who could not see on Wednesday night will not leave, in a joyful rush to the EITB website, thinking that it is impossible to reach this minute of the game without what we all hope will happen.

I no longer know what to think: either the owner of the hottest mustache of the Urola is able to cry tangibly – you know, like those merendola ejaculations, which are made inwards – or this year he has been cut off from the contract and has not gone into the treatment as a cupcake. And if that has been the case, it is a mistake on the part of the producer. In fact, a program like today's cannot be saved with substitutes: Sardui's cameros and choreographies or Angel Alkain's "Tolosaldeko English" exhibition, well, they're not bad, but it's like taking gulas out at the dinner on St. Sebastian's Eve and thinking people aren't going to find out.

A transitional programme may therefore be the day on which the average level of competition is higher and the shame of the coach is above average. Jokin Doral has made an es-pek-ta-la-rra show singing Human at the Rag'n'Bone Man and has won the gala fairly. The important thing is not to forget that Doral started the program as olloki. Taking into account the classical approach of this edition, this triumph can be compared to the moment when the soldiers of the Red Army set the Soviet flag on the Reichstag. But there is still a lot of war to be done: on the other side of the coin, Noelia has been sent back to grief and the theory of civil war between the olfates promoted by the program is confirmed. In fact, today the suffering has become more cruel, as Arnatz has fallen into mourning, singing once and going out into the street.

It is unacceptable. They're laying on too many strings, and when someone does that, we know what can happen: in the end Olasagasti won't want a sokasalto.

However, there are also indications that things are going to change. For the first time Andoni Ollokiegi has publicly used the word “rebellion” and made it clear on Twitter that the next gala is “pretty”.

Will you try to overthrow the jury? Will the eliminated contestants return as Lenin returned from Helsinki to Petrograd?

The information attention will undoubtedly be devoted to this issue during the whole of next week, but in the meantime, albeit briefly, we would like to mention three other themes from the last gala.

One: I'm starting to suspect that Iker Villa is the Bermuda Triangle of this program. Contestants who are lucky enough to walk around, as drawn by a magnet, begin to approach mourning in a free spiral fall. And sometimes they manage to save him, like today Iker Gurrutxaga, but to see who is the brave one who wants to live with those anxieties. Too many bad choices about the table: A song by Dire Straits, a repertoire that should never be recovered at any time, by God, and that, being as asssable as the song, is a hyperactive staging by the coach. I couldn't get it right.

Two: On Wikipedia, I had to check whether Mark Knopfler and Elton John are still alive. The answer (tatxan-tatxan) is affirmative in both cases, of course in the physical sense; in the musical sense, it is legitimate to ask whether the singer of Dire Straits was ever alive. But now I want to talk about Sir Elton John, because Angel Alkain has reappeared dressed like he was. He also put himself in that role in last year's edition and, I don't know, I think it would be helpful for him to leave that comfort field, after all, this is television, not because at the last moment you decide to get out of play because you've decided to take the carnabal that you take with the costume you buy in Afed.

Three: Maria Amolategi and Aitzol Barbarias have performed Wake me up from Amici, which has been the most heard song of the day. I'm not going to start evaluating your performance, because you've seen more important things on the screen. The song has a moment of climb, a typical stupor. Well, with the first blow of the bombo, several members of the coach jury dance as if they were in a rave. Please reassure your enthusiasm a little, after all, it is a question of choosing an actor from a children’s series and children must be given a good example; it is not appropriate for minors to imagine that people who already have an age already do so with M also on Wednesdays.

Oh, by the way, Jäger's bottle is very nice as a pot and I'm charged with energy right now.