No, in that case. I was alerting myself to the changes in programming. On Wednesday night it has been little to fit all the BaGo!az foam, and the Basque television direction, with the usual insight, has decided to extend the gum to all the week: from Monday to Thursday the trainings of the contestants, and on Friday night – after time and before the ETB court – the great gala, reduced to an hour. A beautiful gesture, no doubt, by the chroniclers used to bedtime every Wednesday at 3 a.m. – knowing that if the chronicles are not published for the first hour on Thursday, the seven ARGIA readers usually start to recast. Now, we will celebrate the arrival of the weekend watching our favorite show, spending Friday night in the chronicle. Is there any better plan on the Cantabrian side?

After a one-week break, which completed its last performance with the best moments in history so far, an interdisciplinary session has been held. By making a nod to seventh art, they've reinterpreted the songs of the movies, going through the characteristic galbahe of BaGo!az, of course: the unequal level of English -- in the case of Saldias, not so -- and the most prominent costumes. But before we start the game, we have seen the mourning: on the one hand, Aitzane Arzamendi nominated in the previous program, and on the other, Olatz San Buenaventura ollokia. And really, it's worth looking a little bit at what's happened in grief.

Because whoever observes with care will be shown in mourning with BaGo! in its raw. Andoni Ollokiegi, with the guitar in hand, presents the two contestants in micro, such as Tyson and Holyfield. So far everything is OK. The spectator prepares for an Ollo-Borroka, understands that he is facing a mourning to life or death, one of the two remains alive and the other goes directly home. Klaro, in that panorama, expects a direct game in the ring, an evil uppercut now, an unexpected crochet later, a shaded kick. The viewer prepares for the hardest. And so, where do you put the song Izaro's Spoons? And the two speakers, looking for their eyes, start the song sweetly. Arzamendi sings a stanza, San Buenaventura the next, Ollokiegi joins them in the third, and they end up singing all at once, three voices, “if it was like a house the closet of my life”, quiet, soft, exciting, interpreting the antithesis of the competition. As if it were not enough, at the end of the mourning, with the micro extended to the two contestants, they are asked in the Ur Handitan style: how did you feel? They, the poor, dodging the stone that comes upon them as they can, give the answers of the BEC finalists: well, I have come to have fun, it is a pleasure to share scenery with those colleagues, etc. Anyone would say you're in the middle of a street mourning or a whale mourning. But when you wake up, Sardui and other dinosaurs are still there, you hear suspense music from the bottom, and in biokprimeranegino, wastefulness, more sought after in yobarkatuados, and Olatz, goes to the street.

Friend. What do you think? The most macabre part of BaGo!azen is to offer honey to the spectator who was willing to see the blood, and once used to the honey, raka, stabbed with a smile, as Bereziartua said on the previous occasion. To the pig, before inserting the key into the neck, put Beethoven's symphony into the stable. And one question: How do you decide who's going to be removed, that if you've spent singing three-quarters of the song at once, the three voices are almost inseparable?

Everything is defeated. But let's leave this point to the end, and let's highlight three or four moments from the last trial.

- Chemistry between Maria Amolategi and Iker Gutiérrez is becoming more and more evident. If I had already imagined it, I could say: “I’m not Richard Gere, but who wants Julia Roberts next to her with Amolategi?” said the contestant. Amolategi's neutrality is in doubt, and we're going to keep going.

- The level of argumentation of some coach has raised doubts. Commenting on Cabareta de Andrea García and Ylenia Baglietto, Iholdi Beristain has confined himself to saying “super good, no less expected, very cool”. Iker Villa has pronounced a little more, demonstrating that he master the aliteration: “Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations and congratulations, really.”

- We have defended Xabier Saldias, but we have also detected his weakness: For Eider Etxeandia it has only good words, to the extent that it can sometimes be suspicious. The Azpeitia has also defended the scare of Iñigo Martínez, who has suffered in the record above. We will follow this matter closely.

And what happened at the end of the sitting? It's a strange thing. First Ollokiegi and his only olloki, Kimetz Renteria, have sung the song of Quasimodo – “Dreaming that it is possible to achieve everything by trying”. And after that, few would wait for the sudden turn. Sandra Vargas has been the one that got the least points, but as the previous removal won, it has been done with immunity, the ranked penultimate will go to grief. Who is it? Aintzane Arzamendi, the same one who won the log-in bereavement. Back to the hole. To eta ez. At that time, in the tears of Arzamendi, the perverse existence of BaGo!az has appeared, more transparent than ever. Everything is defeated. It seems that every attempt seems to be an apology of the culture of effort, motivational coaching, if you try it, you can be anything if you really want it, etc. But that's just the skin. In essence, it is in its opposite positions, it teaches against its rivals: "We may not have achieved victory despite all efforts. Failure is an option. The choice of the majority.”