Joan Laporta is standing on a box. “If I become the president of Barcelona again,” he promises, “I’ll make sure that we keep on winning, I’ll revive La Masía and I’ll lay the foundations for another decade of success. With me as president, Messi will always be happy and Unicef will return to the shirt.” On he goes, hands underlining each point, gaze fixed. “That’s why I’m asking for your vote,” he says, drawing towards a close. “Thank you very much. Visca Barça y visca Catalunya!” There is a pause and then Laporta says: “Was that OK?” “Perfect.” “Yeah?” “Yeah.” “You sure?” “Sure.” Joan Oliver is sitting a few feet away. Rafa Yuste stands to his right, a motorbike helmet hooked over his arm. Jordi Finestres is on the other side of the room. They huddle close now to watch the tape back, peering down the viewfinder at Laporta’s last video appeal before elections on Saturday in which 109,637 Barcelona socis will have the right to vote on their new president. “OK,” he says. “OK”, they agree. And with that, the lights are turned back on at Carrer Provença 300, Laporta’s campaign HQ. Outside, there is a queue to get…