As it seems that the invention of Halloween has already been definitively imposed, I suppose you are informed (at least by the thousands of movies about nights of fear and dread) that children are dedicated to asking for the trick-or-treat of the Americans that here has been translated like “trick or treat”. That is, and following the Yankee ritual, either you give me a candy or I scare you. On Monday night, when some resistant ones were preparing roasted chestnuts and many others were disguising themselves as zombies, Barça neither gave away candy nor scared a weak Alavés who runs through the lower zone and does not win for scares in the form of injuries. We have been like this for a long time, and after the terrifying week that began with Madrid, continued in Vallecas and ended with a goal from Luis Rioja (1 of 9), there is no longer a ghost or dracula to keep us awake. In fact, not only Barça take it away from us, because it tends to be foolish and because it adds us to the confirmation of the disaster. That night, Saturday, we slept one more hour, but the truth is that we carry so many more hours on our backs with this team that we have already lost count. A parenthesis: it is still fun that a team from Álava plays and scores a guy called Rioja: a curious tribute to the denomination of origin.
Let’s get back to our thing. Did anyone really believe that with the good guy Sergi Barjuan would some kind of miracle work? One of two: or Koeman has left a huge burden in the form of structural mess or, as he said, “is what there is & rdquor ;. That is, it may be a technical problem or it may not even be possible with this template Tuchel he would be able to walk on water, as he did at Chelsea. And there is Xavi, engaged in a titanic fight in the desert, an apparition that some already draw as the Xavi Potter who will make the magic wand fly. At least he will have another desert at his disposal, in this case the empty stands of the Camp Nou. But not even that. In these days of terror and scares, Xavi has gone from being the white hope to simply a possibility. “It’s a & rdquor; option, says Rafa Yuste,“ but it’s not the only one & rdquor ;. Go with the joke, now that we were already ardent admirers of Al-Saad. “There is no deadline for the new coach & rdquor ;. No deadline, no money, no trick or treat.
Related news
A final memory for Ronald. Koeman, in his goodbye, has reminded me of Ole Andreson, a character from Ernest’s short story ‘The killers’ Hemingway. Two hit men arrive at a bar asking for him. His friends warn him, but he remains undaunted, waiting for the shots, because it turns out that he already knows that he died long ago (of heartbreak) and that there are no guns that can kill someone who was already dead. “I told you & rdquor ;, comments one of them. “And what are you going to do?” Asks another of the friends. “Nothing, better not think about it & rdquor ;. Well that, Koeman as Ole Andreson.
Reference-www.elperiodico.com