I read the news of the week and I am amused. In Boca they are happy because they converted eight goals to Central Córdoba. Eight goals nothing more? My team, Deportivo Zancadilla, also scored eight goals: in the entire championship.
In River they celebrate that three years ago they won a game. Something similar happens to us: three years ago we won our last game.
Look how different we are. The fans of my club, we take the bad run of our team very calmly. We do not care about the fixture or against which team we play on the next date. We directly ask: and next Sunday, who do we lose?
In River they are happy that coach Gallardo has decided to stay one more year. In our club we would only celebrate if our coach decided to leave right now. What is our DT’s name? Better not call him, because he will surely come. To avoid this, we call it “Coronavirus”, because no one wants it.
I liked that Gallardo asked his fans to close their eyes for 30 seconds and imagine that they lost the final. We Zancadilla fans couldn’t do it: we would sleep. Boring, of course. Ours is literally the “team of dreams”, not to mention nightmares.
The fans are very patient, conformists. We are very clear that we do not have a team “with” a future, but a team “of” the future: Because in the present we don’t beat anyone.
I also read that the now former Racing forward Darío Cvitanich appealed to a phrase from Indio Solari to say goodbye: ‘That’s how the script was written, you should be happy.’ We also identify our striker, “Perro” Zangarropo, with a song from the Indio: “La beia pop”. Although the song phrase that identifies him the most is one by Palito Ortega: “Everyone already knows that you are a cheek.”
The only way that One of our players can dedicate the goal to a relative is doing it against.
I read international football news and I find out that in the MLS New York City won the championship and the DT celebrated it by doing a striptease. Apparently that day on the court, the referee’s was not the only whistle hanging.
In English football, Draw Martínez dribbled footballer Mané on a tile. Just like our archer, who spends his time dribbling the tiles (and other types of projectiles) that fall from the rostrum every time some mucus is sent. And that usually happens 4 to 16 times per game. I don’t remember the last name of our archer. We are used to calling it turpentine: because from a distance it seems solvent.
And the last one: on Tuesday Boca will play with Barcelona for the Maradona Cup in Arabia. If the game is a tribute to Diego, shouldn’t it be played in Segurola and Havana?
Look how different we are. Our team is also a tribute, but to “Chronicle TV “: because most of the headlines are dead.
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