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Vente pa 'Madrid! My neighbor

I'm going to Madrid to spend this long weekend. Interestingly, it coincides with the day of Pilar (or Hispanic, or race or whatever you call) , so surely I will be in the epicenter of all the celebrations of ' espanolia ' that provide this weekend. No, I will not make any "gesture to show my pride in being English ' Rajoy said as . I do not need. I know how I feel and, more importantly, know what I am.

I have friends there, so sure it'll pass. By the way, I have planned some activities. My wife wants to go to zoo to see pandas newcomers, the more tempting me to go to Real Madrid museum to see how they are organized. Wear the shirt commemorating the centenary of Barça in a suitcase and a camera in the bag, but I have to think very seriously about whether to visit the Coliseum merengue wearing it or a more discreet way.

few times I have traveled to the capital of the kingdom and always I've seen people walk normally wearing the Barça shirt , so that I do not poses no problem. I am sure that, as happens in Catalonia , the people of Madrid is much more sensible than their political soflameros. I have no clear is that much of the 'fauna' (pardon me, or not ...) to be held there because of the splendor is so lucid. If here are four burning asshole photos of the royal family and we have to endure the slanders from a swanky station we launch-day and day out, "I prefer not to think about what the four assholes from there (which is everywhere) could think to see me wearing the shirt that looked Luis Enrique (although I have no name or number.)

We have often criticized the low level of the English sports press and I have always refused to believe it that we deserve. Therefore, I refuse to believe that manipulative politicians, inflammatory, demagogic, populist and bastard (the one and the other ones here and there) is that we earned.

So, tomorrow I'll take the car (registration of Barcelona, \u200b\u200bwhich already has a few years) and I suck the hundred-odd kilometers from my city of Madrid. And enjoy it the same way as when I travel to London, Paris or Rome, as anyone does when it comes to a cosmopolitan city and realizes that all those topics that people only remember throwing the citizens every four years, not more than biggest lie Cathedral Burgos. That will give everyone where cucumbers bitter!

And, as every time I go to Madrid by car, try to make a stop at one of the great restaurants of Zaragoza. If I can not in the Cachirulo (I guess the big day will be packed of Zaragoza), I'll settle for Pascualillo House or any of the bars of the tube. Because what really matters is knowing how to enjoy life as one would like, not as you say no.

Happy weekend.

Japanese Sharking Real

I culé to the core, and I admit that I like to see lose (or not winning, that is to be the same) to Real Madrid. I do not think that is a sin, but alive, as I said the announcement of hemorrhoids-TV in silence in the solitude of my living room without disturbing anyone.

But it turns out I have a neighbor hooligan. It's a young lad (I do not think that has more than 20 or 22 years) with whom I meet from time to time by the stairs. Is often used interchangeably-dressed, with a tracksuit of Espanyol or one of Madrid and, despite my ancestral empty reluctance to hold talks with the other inhabitants of the ladder, always seemed a nice guy. We salute you, waiting for me in the elevator if you see that I enter the portal behind him, petting my dog, even once invited me to smoke. A guy and a neighbor issue. Except on days of football.

I do not need anyone remember the days when Barca, Madrid or both vying for Champions League day. In the morning, chanting antibarcelonistas (all types) and extreme right ('Cara al sol' included) from my neighbor 'happy' the morning shower, as I come across the yard of light flowing bathroom windows.

was my wife who told me one day: "I think the man upstairs has a child with a problem, because they hear songs and strange cries in the bathroom." I said no, the neighbors have two children (the above and a daughter who spends the day ' threaded' with her boyfriend in the portal) and a dog keychain those who do not stop barking so acute a you drill the brain. "But they seem normal," he said.

So the next day (they played a Juventus-Real Madrid), to draw the curtain and into the shower, thundered back that tune out of tune (if at least sing well!), I looked at the letters and associated it (which I confirmed later) the 'music' with the kid's tracksuit .
I thought about leaving a shower every morning, but soon I realized that personal hygiene is very often over the mental-except if you go up the tram in Istanbul , but that deserves a separate post- . So I bite the bullet and took a shower more quickly than usual.

By chance in that game Delle Alpi mean the elimination of Real Madrid. Figo missed a penalty and Nedved scored a goal against the impotence of Fernando Hierro (Manolo Lama uttered that day that the "Iron go to your people, by God!") to which I could not repress a cry of euphoria that caused a good mosqueo my dog \u200b\u200b(which barks like a dog for real) and a look of my wife that I have not seen since then.

guess my neighbor heard my scream, but I thought I had it in mind until tonight. When Víctor Valdés has done that twice paradón , the stream of insults that have come from the mouth of the football fanatic have heard from Badalona (where I live) to Castelldefels , I reckon. I assure you I do not usually celebrate by storm fits the goals as Real Madrid, although in my heart I feel a pleasure greater than or equal to upper case the meringues feel safe when we make to us.

But I assure you also that I will not capitulate in this war decibel. If tomorrow the brand Lazio a goal (but ends up losing, as will happen) the cries of hiccups Pepe hurricane Pótam going to look sighs against which I utter. We never insult. Because I enjoy, but inside as a bastard, pardon, with such things, I am a gentleman.

Biggest Ever Tiger Shark

Hour of the two Rs

is still early to launch the rooftops, but I think that patience in this and other blogs calling for team has begun to bear fruit. I think the Stuttgart game is going to mark the passing away of Barca and I also believe that Rijkaard eleven expire on Tuesday in Germany.
I hope he does keep the game the last four games and, if possible, with Ronaldinho in the team. That would demonstrate not only the commitment of his fellow Brazilian (which I have never doubted) but also that Rijkaard has enough personality to be isolated from the environment and to act as his conscience dictates. It's time for the two r's.

Has anyone noticed how journalists have disappeared advantage to which there have been three positive results? Those who do not believe that this world works well, expect to miss two games (hopefully not happen) and you will see them sharpening their beaks of vultures.