Sunday football really. Sevilla, five p.m. (heat), yet another display of total football for Juande. As the ball smell, you see a sort of White Army, which deployed without regard to the framework rival, scaring up the fear. Are so over, they do not find or Kanoute, losing a bit of effectiveness, but both the pitcher goes to the source ...
At this point in the championship, and the Sevilla plantillón has only a moral blow could throw them back. My theory (based on nothing but my intuition, a theory shit, come on), is that while they are alive at all, will retain the level, but when they fall into a competition, they can begin to feel the psychological fatigue , fatigue is real. If not for the altitude sickness that have shown when they have been leaders, there would certainly secure Champions League, but history weighs a lot.
At seven, we engage with a game ugly to watch. is presented disgustingly politicized by declarations cross Oleguer - Ballesta. The Prize, is the type of player that you should claim: worship, committed, intelligent ... if not for his lack common sense. Because let's see, if you have to walk in front of a crowd "English" Domingo yes, Sunday is not, is not it better to reserve certain opinions?. The Crossbow is a flyer guy with the flag of Spain painted boots. Over, caught and released her response to the topic Dams Chaos, total, that fascist label for life. Another list, because I will say to me what the hell you have to answer to anyone, nor will you or will come. Total, Ballesta that have hung the sign Falange, and I think it's not just for what the flag and De Juana, because if not, it will be that 95% of my acquaintances are a facade, and that not cool. sum up, Salva and Oleguer as lovers of Teruel, dumber than my balls.
Returning to the party, and as I said before, fucking seen. For starters, should force the clubs to copy the model NBA. If a shirt is clear, the other dark and vice versa, because God had not distinguished in the long shots. The boat, hit a home match those that if it makes Madrid, Capello squander. Until recently, I thought that the club was to be champion of the street, because they were the best, now I think, they are lucky the calendar that comes, because if not ... Total
that opportunities, creating few, and those that create the fail. The REM, discretitos. Eto'o, creates one hundred per game, and only gets one. Ronaldinho, with his usual desire for prominence, leaves in doubt got the only goal for the club, because it touches, but does intend to play. Shortly after that another, claiming penalty, for indeed, the defender will play a little. El Gaucho is outraged, and I feel normal when the whistle when it or Stainless, when touched, they should take to defend the country. Messi, it looks like a crack, but sometimes confuses Maradona's successor, the successor to Alberto Tomba. These boy's slaloms are delicious, but too much of them abused.
At nine o'clock in the Cathedral melodrama. Lions, have remained in pretty kittens. Any reduction in Athletic, can be a real tragedy for the Basque people. And in this life, there are two ways to look at football, the other, and the fans of Athletic. I know many locals who are not Barca, many locals that are not Madrid, but do not know any Bilbao (and luckily I have great many friends there) other than the Athletic. As witches, say any, hail, but I have never seen any.
Real jumps to the Cathedral to business as usual, to hold the shower, and then, whatever happens. This time it came up heads, because the kittens do not eat people, and it is fair, this Madrid, it is becoming more solid. Mané's approach is disastrous. If I ask a priori by the two players most fear Athletic give me, I have clear, Urzaiz and Yeste, since both the bench. Urzaiz, say it is touched, but anyway, at Madrid, this year, all the forwards have done a great suit, even the evicted Makukula. And yet, if as in the case of Isma, are Vivendo tenth youth. He told me the other day about a faithful follower of Bilbao, that if you have to pull the chestnuts out of fire is an uncle of thirty-six years, something is wrong. And not without reason.
In Madrid, giant Beckham's party, but by God, no one will pull the hair, the march of English, not only is irrevocable, but it is necessary to end the season. Yours and many more like him. The second error of Mane, and is common this season is to play him at Madrid's Capello, like the Madrid Galaxy. Men nowadays do not play una mierda, pero no se asustan de nada. Yo soy más del estilo Ronaldo que de Van Nistelrooy, más de Zidane que de Emerson, pero en campos como éste, o El Sadar, son más útiles los picapedreros que los escultores. A este Madrid, se le gana jugando al fútbol, y al Sevilla el Domigo me remito.
Por cierto, inteligentísimo el cambio de Van Nistelrooy por parte de Capello . Al César lo que es del César. El holandés, es actualmente el único nueve que tenemos, y guste más o guste menos, es un bien a proteger.
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