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The day was presenting itself for the Sports one as a perfect opportunity to pass pass. With the tie of the Seville against Espaynol (0-0), the Dépor could become 3rd of the table and, what is more important, to keep on opening hollow with the teams of your real link: half a table with aspirations to be input in the Europaean League.

Also the Valladolid was coming to the meeting with certain anxiety, needed from a victory that it was giving them three points and was satisfying to the love. The pucelanos were taking seven months without winning at home and the destination put ahead a team to them with ONG soul. In A Coruna the people fall into a tremble whenever next rival of the Dépor comes in a difficult situation. That a team takes one month without winning: comfortable victory over the herculinos; that a forward takes five parties without scoring goal: to fifteen minutes it has already perforated the blue and white network.
With this I do not mean that the victory was not deserving the Valladolid, only that the Lotina field made it easier than the awaited thing. The first quarter of an hour was disputed and the control of the ball was not falling down of any side. It seemed that the Dépor was taking the party where he wanted: lasting back well, to hope that those of Mendilibar should to feel anxiety, to commit bugs and this way to repeat the script of previous victories. But skylight, a mistake throws for the soil any plan to you, for good that has worked earlier.

Colotto came to a relatively comfortable ball, but your clearing with the sock more proper of a fry that of an adult, left the ball in the feet to Cannobio, which in a skillful foreshortening put an incredible ball to Nauzet Alemán, who did not excuse before the Aranzubía output (minute 18). Lotina had raised the script to offer the movie to your way but your team it met the obligation to improvise. The rest came and one was hoping that the actors of Corunna should change register but the German canary perforated the goal again with a new one so much in the minute 46, confirming your good state and attracting the foci towards another product of the Canary factory.

From here on the Valladolid comfortable juice and there kept on dominating the weather of the party, directed in attack for the Cannobio talent, a player who offers parties that they invite to think that a team might lead with more aspirations; in fact, in A Coruna it would be received by the open arms, for much that has a past celtologist.

The party did not give for much any more: another bad clearing, this time of Manuel Pablo, enabled Diego Costa so that it was doing the third one and there was still weather so that Mendujanin was giving us a spectacular vaseline before which the goalkeeper could do nothing deportivista. From the side of the Dépor only Filipe was saved (Lendoiro owes to be rubbing the hands with the amount of your presumable transfer the next summer). Riki was quarrelsome but it is a fogueo shotgun. Lopo and Colotto were badly and insecure during ninety minutes and the midfield simply did not exist.

Sergio González deserves separate mention. For every decent party, it does ten deficient ones. It never controls the midfield for proper merits, never presses and it always plays with a march less than those who are around him, partners or the opposite. In defense it contributes little and in attack it loses hope: it slows down the rhythm of the output of the ball, does not come to the opposite area and even above one allows gestures as the passes looking at the laying that they convert into a coarse imitator who is not created anybody. He is the principal manager of throwing the idle balls (what turns Juca, please …) and is not even right in that. Half of the córners remains in the first stick and your side absences are a ticket of lottery that begins with the closed eyes. An authentic nonentity in whom, incomprehensible, all your trainers trust. Like yesterday a friend was saying, if he trains so well that plays of titling in the trainings …

This is your ninth period in A Coruna and at present it is part of the captains’ trio (with Manuel Pablo and Valerón), but one is rare avis in the world of the soccer. It can be in the most crowded shopping center of the city and not to have any problem to spend one completely calm evening; not because in this shore of the Atlantic Ocean we are educated especially but because Sergio wakes up only indifference. Nine years in a club and I do not remember anybody who should have put to your T-shirt the name and the back one of the Catalan player. Nine years in A Coruna and he is practically a stranger for your inhabitants. I had sold it it does so much that at this point would have problems to put price.

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