When Raul gave Real Madrid last summer, I had ceased to feel for him any exalted worship. Until the landing Jose Mouriño became the decisive moment that ended with his departure from the club, my spontaneous criticism he said because of certain events he saw around him. After leaving an indelible imprint on Real Madrid history without being a veteran, his attitude 'caudillo' did not favor the conversion of the player in myth. Advised not good, but maybe he was not the work of hearing things dissimilar. We'll never know.
Santiago Bernabeu In his twilight bellowing like a bull bleeds. But, holding to a faith that has never ceased to assist him, has become Enjoying football to Schalke 04 and the illusion of eternal youth that contains within it has climbed to the eye. His celebration with the fans of the German team immediately after the consummation of the Inter KO is one of the prints of the season. On wings of those cheers thundered air Veltins-Arena, at the mercy of a crowd that reached the density of swarm, I saw him standing, after years in which he has been lying on your knees and unable to erected.
These lines sitilísimo your school a thread of melancholy, the melancholy that pervades stark reminder of something that was too beautiful. We do not talk A player either: we have something extraordianario. On 7 portrays this modus vivendi with the non-resignation spurred: that no resignation in the words of Borges, late in the young writer who naturally refuses to write common words. The entradero the record was there, nothing, just a few steps, just had to cross it. Demarcated is the greatness of that buck his debut at La Romareda. Who'd have that day ...
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