It has been more than a year and a half since we stopped being happy –even though we think of ourselves as the most unhappy beings on the planet–, a time in which there are people who have lost colleagues along the way, money, work, business, health ( physical and mental)…
They told us that homo sapiens would come out better from this, more sapiens than homo, but it remains to be seen. So, while we wait for the answer, it is not bad to put to the mouth in the return to skin-to-skin football a derby in which Sporting and Oviedo arrive better than ever after the reunion there in those distant pre-pandemic years.
What remains the same are the relations between the two clubs, cold as ice and in need of some heat, but please do not be volcanic, that we are already served
What remains the same are the relations between the two clubs, cold as ice and in need of some heat, but please do not be volcanic, that we are already served. As for the important of the less important, there will be absences at the Asturian “fúrgol” festival. The last known is that of Gaspar Campos, summoned by La Rojita (previously called under-21).
The grandson of Campos-Ansó, a politician who did manage to be a senator and not like Manuel Vega-Arango, the protagonist this weekend in the pages of LA NUEVA ESPAÑA, has joined the list of international B rojiblancos for the pride of sportinguismo.
For the rest, dear friends, the derby of “9” (day 9, hour 9, day 9) will crown the new king of Asturias and will bring to light those who on these dates dust off the scale and chronometers to measure and minute if the blues occupy more paper or suck more camera and micro than the rojiblancos, and vice versa. Children’s games with gallifants as prizes. So go on, go on and don’t make me huddle.
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