Madrid wins in Riazor with authority (and the Guti magic)
Very much one has spoken this week of the supposed curse that was suffering Real Madrid whenever it approaches the Tower of Hércules. A word used in the Plateau, because here in fact we speak of meigallo, whose more accurate translation to the language of Lorca is “a spell“. And the fact is that meigas, habelas, hailas, what it spends is that yesterday they were of fall for injury.
And the fact is that both the Sports one and Madrid came with many falls to this first meeting of the second return. Skylight that the devaluation of one and another team have not anything in common. As the same Lendoiro was saying, if to Madrid he lacks the holder A, you are extracted by a B that is international. A good pole of measuring to know where it is each one is that none of the deportivistas that yesterday played would be to title in Madrid, while any of Madrid would be an indisputable holder in the Dépor.
I will try to be brief in the history of the party to center on two matters that deserve more interest to me. Those of Pellegrini surprised with his exit, looking for the ball, running, pressing above … everything opposite that those of Lotina, with many men at the edge of his physicist, both for the muscular inconveniences of some and for the piled up weariness of all, to what it is necessary to join the depression post-Filipe and, especially, this historical tendency to Madrid always put itself in the worst thing when they paint pack-saddles … marked before the first quarter of an hour and beat again to the knife-edge of the rest. The Dépor was impotent, even apathetically in some phase, and only the penalty that Riki turned allowed him to approach in the scoreboard in 87 and glimpse a miracle that Benzema denied to him with his second goal of the night.
Let’s go to the garlic. Without any place to the doubt, this party will be remembered by what happened in the minute 40 of the first part. One against of the meringues that it begins with Benzema touching for Kaká, finishes in the Guti feet, only in front of Aranzubía (the best blue and white one yesterday evening). It enters the area, throws a glance behind, out of the corner of the eye, and when it comes to the penalty point, the ball transfers Benzema with a taconazo that will go down in history. For the one that this post signs, one of the best assistance that it has seen in all his life. Because yes, it was he who could have pulled, and yes, it did not have anybody above, but: what happens! A real genius within reach of very few soccer players, much, very few. 
And for whom does not it seem to him so much, that he thinks what should spend if the move does not finish in goal, in the risk that Guti assumes, in such a delicate moment of his career, on having chosen of between all the possibilities that it had the riskiest, the most illogical for the rest of the mortal ones, the most beautiful … A touch to stand up and to applaud to show him the gratitude that is deserved. Now: what player’s pity, what pity of crazy head. I have always said it, Guti is the most wasted talent that I have seen in the soccer since I have use of reason.
Another topic that he wanted to treat is much more unpleasant. It looks like to me a shame to see so much Real Madrid supporter in Riazor. It goes ahead that respected everybody and I am a fervent defender that a deportivista could go to Vigo without problems and vice versa, and the same for any other team. And I am the first one in enjoying on having seen how thousands of sportinguistas take A Coruna to accompany his team. But the people who yesterday was occupying half of the seats they are not of Madrid (or ourensanos or from Leon or Japanese) that come of out, at all of that. They are of Corunna (and of peoples of around). These thousands of persons who celebrated each of three goals of Madrid, which even protested the penalty in favor of the Dépor, are of Corunna. Natives of A Coruna!
At this point of the life, to see that half of your fellow citizens appreciates more that thing about was that what they have at home is depressing. Because not all sound the people major who grew with the Dépor in Second B and who was done of Madrid in the epoch of Amancio, there are many young people that, in spite of having grown seeing Bebeto, Mauro, Fran, Djalminha… is from Madrid. Perhaps during the rest of the year they are of the Dépor, and the fact is that many people are associates and habitual in Riazor, but when Madrid comes they take the mask from themselves. Also it happens when the Barca comes and gives me the same anger, but yesterday it overcomes that thing about the seen in other occasions. Or tempora, or reside!
And with the anger, neither not against Madrid nor the madridismo but against my fellow citizens, almost one forgets to comment to me on another matter. Just as a few days ago I put cane to Madrid for his permissiveness with the Ultras South, today I have to admit that I liked knowing that Florentino Pérez and Jorge Valdano visited Filipe Luis in his domicile to give him fortitude (it is not necessary to forget that the brasileiro was part of the quarry of the white club) and that the titular team of Pellegrini went out with a few proper support T-shirts, that is to say, they did not put themselves them because the Dépor or the field delegate offered them to himself, but it was a proper initiative. Before both gestures, I take the hat from myself.
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