There are weeks in which a team, regardless of the sport, has to go to the infirmary to get vaccinated. This comment is usually made when you go to visit the Bernabéu or the Camp Nou, in the case of football, or when you play against the Catalans in handball, or when you face the leader of women's basketball in the case of the Osés Construction girls. . These are matches that are difficult to achieve but, with the enthusiasm of young children, it is believed that something positive can be achieved. Like against Vinicius and company the last day. Then what happens happens, they herd you and you come down to reality. Well, now we have another visit to the vaccinator. As long as Munuera Montero referees us. If so…
Let's see, nobody comes up. Torró's final grab is not made by Cilveti in the Anaita (I'm referring to David, who is the bad guy of the two brothers). Discount, yet another corner for the yellows, who had not been concerned in this aspect, and you have to check the elasticity of the loud jacket. No, man, Lucas. That is not done. Although it is true that the braid had more desire to whistle eleven meters than to go for hair gel. Let's get more gel. You can't use so much arrogance when it comes to dispensing justice, hey… And Gerard Moreno screwed up Vicente Moreno's return. Mecachis in the sea…
He Arbitration, let it be clear from the beginning, did not condition the crash (much). Osasuna had a perfect first half. Double from Budimir, safe at the back, canceling out Villarreal with Parejo's closing exit and with hardly any chances for Marcelino García's team, who deserved to go to the booth for his mockery of the braid with a yellow in his bag. Although the coach's sarcasm was right, for the record. Because what a breed…
Budimir spread his wings, twice. Osasuna played like angels, they had a wonderful first half to the joy of Elías, David and Patricia who enjoyed the Croatian's goals and the rojillos' play. Everything went perfectly and the team retired to the locker room with 24 points in their pocket on matchday 14, equaling the groguets who only surpassed us by goal difference. But he had to be killed.
We look like Barça. For the game? No, not at all, although they are pretty close.. I mean that we are like Flick's team for letting us equalize that 2-0 in favor. Having made the joke, it is true that in front of us there was a great team that, despite the losses, plays football very well. Sergio Herrera flew with Barry's right foot that was already called a goal. It's a stretch, listen, not even the menda lerenda hours before in the Cup against Miravalles (whom we beat, let it all be said by the way) flies that much. And logic dictated that the visitors were going to go all out.
Gerard Moreno is one of those guys who gives you the syringe at the doctor. If you give it two meters, it vaccinates the song. And he alone pulled his team. Moving, distributing, temporizing and accelerating when necessary. In front, Aimar Oroz went crazy with a braid that did not point out any of the faults that were committed against him. And boy did they do it. And the whistle show began with 2-1. Lack of Catena in our field. Parejo takes it out quickly, ten meters further back and with the leather in motion. – And what should have been repeated ends up in the first of those in yellow. You go and complain.
Then it was held up well, it was possible to sentence the oppositionthe bench was moved wisely to give air to the areas that needed it and cement in the center of the field. It seemed like the submariners were losing the punch and that things were going to end with a red victory, until we reached the fateful stoppage time. That corner, that very pumped leather, that stretching out the shirt thinking that this is not a whistle, especially not at that point, hey, the braid has been quite pitiful throughout the match… And penalty. Sure, sure.
The rest was left over. The almost arrival of Sergio Herrera was left over, The extra minute that he gave despite the fact that more time was lost with the maximum penalty was left over, that cocky little smile of the braid was left over, there was a lot of yellow left over and judgment was left over. Because if that penalty is called, Mr. Munuera, let's hope that all the grabs are called. Let the LaLiga bosses talk to the people of Asobal to see how we do with double-digit markers…
Draw. Against Villarreal, be careful. A shame, because we saw ourselves with 24 points and now we are left with the Pencil Sharpener Duo. 22, 22, 22… Of course, the square is packed. Let's hope that Sevilla receives us next day. We already thought about García Pimienta's. Let's see if Osasuna is able to make a good draw against the yellow submarine and we scratch out victory on Seville soil. This team looks very good and I'm sure Munuera won't referee us. Or yes? Just in case, I'm going to see if there is a player on the Andalusian team with the last name Moreno. Let's see, Nyland, Navas, Peque, Suso, Romero, Ihea, Ijiea, Ejiii…. Ah, okay, it's Iheanacho.
Until death, Forofillo until death!
